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MinnieChuer
Agender/Aus Amateur writer, baby poet
and i'll love you all again and again a never ending cycle of finding you loving you losing you and finding you again you're different every time but this love it's always the same
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Jun 18, 2022
Jun 18, 2022 at 11:07 AM UTC
again and again
I feel like I'm going to love you forever like I thought I'd love her forever like i thought I'd never love again it gets worse when I listen to love songs or read romance stories and that makes me believe none of it is real that I'm just yearning for something with anyone real or not but then you do something you put on a funny voice you make a joke a silly sound you put that :p face on your texts that you'd never make in real life you say my name ask to play a game tell me you were thinking of having me over thinking of a gift for me and you spoke so softly to me that one time gentle, reassuring, patient while i was anxious out of my mind because i can't even cook in front of other people but I got through it because of you because you wanted to be my friend because you are my friend and I don't know what kind of love this is platonic, romantic, delusional but I know I love you and I think I always will
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Jun 16, 2022
Jun 16, 2022 at 9:34 AM UTC
Always
Do I break it? Do I make it worse? To match the outside to the inside so everyone can see Can understand I’ve been screaming into a void Praying to reach the other side Well, my throat is getting hoarse now I think it’s starting to bleed So let’s put the blood where you’ll see it Let it pour down my arms and pool around my feet And then maybe Maybe I’ll feel like you actually see
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Dec 15, 2021
Dec 15, 2021 at 5:18 AM UTC
Make it Worse
It's posed a question In consideration of your feelings "Would you like to?" But really it's a plea A desire An outstretched hand Reaching out during an icy storm I don't always need to ask for your attention but I fear waiting for it is not enough So I open my heart and bear the icy storm blindly pushing through the snow in hopes I happen to walk into your open arms
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Oct 30, 2021
Oct 30, 2021 at 5:02 AM UTC
A Bid for Attention
I want to be angry all the time It would be a terrible way to live Dousing myself in lighter fluid and lighting a match called justice I crave the satisfaction it will not bring like picking off a scab
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Oct 26, 2021
Oct 26, 2021 at 12:28 PM UTC
Oh to be mad
I cried in your absence time after time But when the beginning of the end came there was nothing but fire Raging through a forest of felled trees Scorching what little was left Perhaps what is needed is one final rainfall If only you hadnt poisoned the water
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Feb 3, 2021
Feb 3, 2021 at 12:47 PM UTC
At the End
You're holding a whip. You don't see it or feel it, You're barely aware of it's power, But I know it's there. I've felt it before, Slashing against my back, Carving deep red wounds. They sting to the touch, But I'm never able to twist far enough around in the mirror to see them. You're not the type to use it, But I'll put up my fists anyway, And throw warning punches at your kindness. Please understand, I'm scared of the whip, My scars itch in its presence. Please understand, You are holding a whip.
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Aug 13, 2020
Aug 13, 2020 at 9:37 AM UTC
When I've Made a Mistake
I own a box with mysterious contents, People who have never seen inside it Like to tell me what's in there "It's pink, so it must have pink stuff inside." But I've seen what's inside It's brilliant, multi-coloured, Shifting in hues Sparkling and flowing, It sounds like a melody of hope A story of bravery, It feels warm like summer And cosy like a rainy day, It smells sweet like candy And salty like tears. I don't mind sharing the contents If you care enough to look with me.
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Mar 13, 2020
Mar 13, 2020 at 10:15 AM UTC
My Mysterious Box
There are billions of stars in the sky I named one I loved it I would lay beneath the night sky and talk to my star It's silence comforting as it listened to my woes. I wanted to take it away Store it in a jar Up on a shelf Among all the other knickknacks I've had since birth Then it never would have disappeared. Funny how the little space it once took up could leave such a gaping hole Threatening to swallow me up as I continued to lay beneath the night sky Full of billions, and billions of stars. One night I'll lay down And the space where my star was will no longer be empty But full of happiness my star had given me And I will be grateful I ever got to love my star Before I look upon The billions and billions of other stars All different, all new, all unique And I'll ask one If it would like to keep me company for a while.
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Mar 1, 2020
Mar 1, 2020 at 11:04 PM UTC
There are Billions of Stars in the Sky