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MJP
MJP
29/Trans Incoming husbandoo
As I write this poem, I feel pain at all. As I type the sorrows of odds, Internal locust is on call. As I close my eyes Dark past haunts me the most As the time goes by My heart trembles, not fall. Tomorrow might be another day But I will choose to stay away.
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Mar 19, 2020
Mar 19, 2020 at 10:10 AM UTC
Midst of Rain
I woke up late And try to wake the happy state of my inner sane But, as I move along the way I felt that there is no other play that I can raise the happy state because as I intake the meds and remove the shelf of craze I can see myself lost in space. That the happy state was no longer my pace. I already taste the bitterness phase of you leaving my maze
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Jan 20, 2019
Jan 20, 2019 at 5:12 AM UTC
Lost in trance
If love is a feeling, Why do I thought of you throughout the night without my emotional side? If I made you feel thrown out? why do I bother writing your name all over the place while loosing my pace? If I told you why can't I feel it why bother losing my sanity over my kudini isn't a question and wasn't an option, but a decision? If I don't love you anymore? how can you be so sure I don't have it anymore? and lingering for more? if I only feel but I do, dear.
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Mar 27, 2018
Mar 27, 2018 at 7:54 PM UTC
why not?
Stars beneath the trees we see. As we drink the last bottle of beers And I got sober because of this. Then the truth set me free Drunk and inlove to you is my theme And when I told you how I feel You laughed and smiled about it And answered in a manner I can't remember. Then we head home drunk and sober While I was driving , you're leaving marks on my body Then we reached home. Love was filling the air. The last thing I remember, Was when you told me how you feel For almost a year you kept for real And that moment I don't know here For 4 years of waiting and 3 times of rejected wee wee. For the 4th time, she said yes to be with me. And that is the best decision that kept me for years
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Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 10:43 AM UTC
Love
I cannot sleep but I can only think of you. Three days in a row I had difficulty in terms of sleeping on my own. Like every time I close my eyes, No power of sleep is cursing inside. As the tick of the clock suffice, Your warmth is the nearest comfort I realize. And the cloud nine scent of your youth Makes me crave for more of the truth. It is 11:32pm and I can't still feel How your broad arms heal My deepest darkest dream Like nobody's realm And now, I'll try to hug my pillow And cuddle the idea of billow Beneath starts of forever sorrow That you will never follow. As I fell asleep, my dear. How can you not pamper me like this?
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Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 10:36 AM UTC
Insomnia
Have you ever experienced Having your motorcycle towed? Have your ldruver’s license ground? Have your work jammed ? Have yourself broke till ****** It is today, It is where you relay Your rant to your mom About how life did dumb? Yet, as you finish your day You eventually take your meds You eventually took the bus You eventually realise how rush Thus, as the bus ran it’s day As your destination gets closer You felt the need To go home and get some beer To feel the sense Of belonging And sense Of living
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Jan 10, 2018
Jan 10, 2018 at 4:39 AM UTC
Bad day
I took the last pill reserve for this wonderful evening until I can only feel the stabilization that heal as I stare upon the ceiling I did recall the rhythm of the hymn that you are singing before you left me hanging after you have left me, I kept on finding what love is really hiding yet, I failed to kept on riding Past keeps on winding until an idea rewind it everything I taught was eliminated because of something that made me haunted For all the things that I've done For all the dreams that I have run For all that I am for now Because all along, it was only you. for all this time I thought it was because I love you But, it is all because I did all along. so long, my tiger
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Jan 7, 2018
Jan 7, 2018 at 5:02 AM UTC
First love
The taste of your blank Made me wonder how to be black Mistress of the past But was never a passion of lust An indefinite trust must be ****** As the time bound us Do you even wonder how to smack? Or you’re not bothered by my shock? Dear, the games were done Remember I told you from the start Im only into flock And you keep on denying my facts Now, informing me how much you felt It’s too late to get the melt Be shameful because you’re still wore her pair Definitely your label is bare The only things I caress Is the pillow of my sucess
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Jan 5, 2018
Jan 5, 2018 at 9:42 PM UTC
Mystress
I am falling. In a way of hoping or crawling towards darkness. At first, it was only a small piece of reckless emotions chasing one another. And, there was a thought of manageable continuity of love. The days with thee was magical and special in terms of dopamine and serotonin rushing through my veins. Felt deeper the words that was light to mention. With split second there was a reply, an acknowledged endearment towards each other. As day goes by, I felt the gravity pulling me downwards. A sudden shift of grudge and gladness. However, as time goes by, a mild sensation of desire of owning you. Eminent of catching and marrying you. But, earlier I saw the proofs of an undying relationship. Again, the sharp pain elevated. A sudden light bulb of me being a villain. A flashback of thousand words dispersed. The only words invoked. No tears revolved. Thus, instant idea came up. I love thee. But, you love thee. Once in a lifetime opportunity of being with thee. You must be happy. As high as you could be without me, in the circles you belong. I’ll let you be. As I let myself be. Choose the right path as God will make a difference in your life. I won’t hope of my own aspirations towards thee but, will continuously pray for thee. And walk through the walks of dusts
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Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 10:32 AM UTC
Fallen
I request to thee the woman that’s meant for me. I hope you’ll be happy while finishing your meals or succeed in any obstacles you might seek. For all the sorrow and meek. The lord will hold your hands and lift your soul. I hope you’ll crave with me in terms of learning and upgrading ourselves. Then, if your heart goes slow and loose strength in love, I hope someday you’ll find your way towards me as I fight and strive with life we miss. Please be kind and gentle when you found me. I might be busy building blocks but you might join me. Even if we’ll be together in the future, I hope you’ll have time going to church with me. As I will vow to you, only you. Forever.
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Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 10:31 AM UTC
Thee