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SIRRUI
SIRRUI
15/TS i joined on january 8 2026. ive been writing poems since august 24 2024. i really like heart breaking poems, the ones that just make you want to rip your heart out and shove it down your throath. dont ask me why tho 3
The street outside the window With lights and stars, one little moon All the lanterns shining bright “What is wrong with you?” The small and crumbled light Flickers out of sight It’s scared, it’s lonely and it’s dim The different lantern stays within Too scared, too worried to be different The lantern sighed and cried, It looked up at the stars above The shiny little drops of heat A shooting star came flying down The lantern wished to be anew The shooting star then said- “They laugh at you for being different— go laugh at them for being the same.” The lantern gazed upon the sky The words of the star echoing it’s mind It smiled it laughed for the first time Be who you are, and stop asking why !
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May 16
May 16, 2026 at 5:10 PM UTC
im back guys)) THE DIM LIGHT
One day hearts say-oh i love you! Then they say-i wanna die I dont know what hearts are thinking But i sure do know a thing… Do you even care about me? Do you even wanna cry? Day by day hearts scream and shatter And i surely do know why… Hearts are evil Just like humans Do you even understand? Listen to me wont you now- Theyre torturers! For minds and people! Killers that are sent from hell Listen to me! Hear my voice.
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Jan 8
Jan 8, 2026 at 2:33 PM UTC
Hearts are evil
Put it out, just let it flow, Be the one you want to be, Ill be there to help you flow! But please dont grow to be like me! I’ve stumbled, though I try to see.. Anyways, thats so off topic! Lets go back to helping YOU! Let the light guide what you do, I’ll stay behind—just let me go! Ill stay here rot and decompose..
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Jan 7
Jan 7, 2026 at 9:46 PM UTC
LET YOUR HEART FLOW
Living brings us pride and joy! Life is pretty in every way! oh the nature! And the stones! Lovely life and lively bones But oh the urge i cant fulfill.. Death is good in every way. So much peace And so much quiet.. I have an urge to die. But life and nature are so pretty! I cant choose to stay or leave~ Its so much hard! It gives a headache! OH THE URGE TO DIE!
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Jan 7
Jan 7, 2026 at 9:43 PM UTC
Oh the urge to die!
If ive ever wanted something, Its you that i have ever wanted! If i wanted love for someone, Its you that i would spill my heart for! If you ever felt this way, Know i always felt for you, My love to you is more than ever, If youll ever love me too?
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Jan 7
Jan 7, 2026 at 9:40 PM UTC
If
Me, myself, and I Three bound tight, we never fray, Threaded close—we do not stray. The three of us, we’re here to stay Me, myself, and I Not empty sound nor fleeting sigh, But words that clasp and won’t untie. We are a map with no last line, No marked-out end, no grand design, Just roads we carve with hands of mine. Me, myself, and I We fold like cranes of paper-thin, With sharpened creases, Fragile wings Me, myself, and I Three small signs the tongue can try, Three pronouns breathing side by side. Me, myself, and I We hold no blade, we bear no spite, Harm is born by borrowed sight. Me, myself, and I One dark shape the light can throw, Three yet one where shadows go. Me, myself—no I remains. The “I” has fled its former lanes, Yet still we stand, yet still we gain. Me, myself—with no more i We stand like stone while the world unmanned, Me, myself—without I We slip through glass where mirrors lie, Spell-chasing truths that multiply. Me, myself—no I in view We breathe, we stay, we still are true. Me myself- wait.. Myself!? Myself steps out, soft-footed, slow, Into the cracks where echoes go, “Stay here,” it says, “I’ll go and see— I’ll find the ‘I’ and bring them back to thee.” MYSELF!? WHATS WRONG WITH YOU!? Wait—don’t go, you’ll lose your way! You’ll fade like “I” and slip away! Stay here where names don’t blur or bend, Where no one vanishes, where we pretend Oh myself, oh dear myself… please just stay No—I must go, I won’t stand still, We can’t survive on fear and will. To hide is just another loss, Another line we never cross. If “I” is gone, I’ll chase the trace— We cannot freeze in one safe place. Myself then walks to out the doors I watch the shadow slip away, Soft steps swallowed by the gray. The air feels colder where it passed, Time stretches, heavy, slow, and vast. Myself ill miss you.. Me said sadly I clutch the walls, I bite my lips, The world outside has crueler scripts. I’m left alone beneath the moon. Me? Not myself, nor I in frame, Just “me,” a stripped and singular name. Me alone, just me, no more My reflection mocks, then starts to mourn, It laughs, it weeps—then is no more. Me alone, just me, just breath Each heartbeat taps the sound of death, Spelling solitude in depth. Oh me—wheres i and myself!? My thoughts collide, they trip, they flee, My pulse knocks loud inside of me, Just me.. Just me.. Just me! The room feels close, the mirrors shake, I feel my heart it breaks, it breaks! I myself? Gone—vanished so? Oh dear, oh stars, oh no, oh no. Oh me, just me—how cruel, how stark~ Left awake inside the dark, Time rots slow and leaves its mark. Consider me erased from view, Consider me undone, untrue. No I, no self—what can I do? Oh I, myself—come back, don’t flee! You and I were meant to be, Split apart, we cease to see. Oh I, myself… goodbye, farewell~ I drift beyond where echoes dwell. Do not call. I won’t rebel. I slip between the folds of sound, A nameless hush, no longer found. No door to strike, no bell to ring— Just fading words That forget everything.
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Jan 7
Jan 7, 2026 at 9:39 PM UTC
me, myself, and i
Me, myself, and I Three bound tight, we never fray, Threaded close—we do not stray. The three of us, we’re here to stay Me, myself, and I Not empty sound nor fleeting sigh, But words that clasp and won’t untie. We are a map with no last line, No marked-out end, no grand design, Just roads we carve with hands of mine. Me, myself, and I We fold like cranes of paper-thin, With sharpened creases, Fragile wings Me, myself, and I Three small signs the tongue can try, Three pronouns breathing side by side. Me, myself, and I We hold no blade, we bear no spite, Harm is born by borrowed sight. Me, myself, and I One dark shape the light can throw, Three yet one where shadows go. Me, myself—no I remains. The “I” has fled its former lanes, Yet still we stand, yet still we gain. Me, myself—with no more i We stand like stone while the world unmanned, Me, myself—without I We slip through glass where mirrors lie, Spell-chasing truths that multiply. Me, myself—no I in view We breathe, we stay, we still are true. Me myself- wait.. Myself!? Myself steps out, soft-footed, slow, Into the cracks where echoes go, “Stay here,” it says, “I’ll go and see— I’ll find the ‘I’ and bring them back to thee.” MYSELF!? WHATS WRONG WITH YOU!? Wait—don’t go, you’ll lose your way! You’ll fade like “I” and slip away! Stay here where names don’t blur or bend, Where no one vanishes, where we pretend Oh myself, oh dear myself… please just stay No—I must go, I won’t stand still, We can’t survive on fear and will. To hide is just another loss, Another line we never cross. If “I” is gone, I’ll chase the trace— We cannot freeze in one safe place. Myself then walks to out the doors I watch the shadow slip away, Soft steps swallowed by the gray. The air feels colder where it passed, Time stretches, heavy, slow, and vast. Myself ill miss you.. Me said sadly I clutch the walls, I bite my lips, The world outside has crueler scripts. I’m left alone beneath the moon. Me? Not myself, nor I in frame, Just “me,” a stripped and singular name. Me alone, just me, no more My reflection mocks, then starts to mourn, It laughs, it weeps—then is no more. Me alone, just me, just breath Each heartbeat taps the sound of death, Spelling solitude in depth. Oh me—wheres i and myself!? My thoughts collide, they trip, they flee, My pulse knocks loud inside of me, Just me.. Just me.. Just me! The room feels close, the mirrors shake, I feel my heart it breaks, it breaks! I myself? Gone—vanished so? Oh dear, oh stars, oh no, oh no. Oh me, just me—how cruel, how stark~ Left awake inside the dark, Time rots slow and leaves its mark. Consider me erased from view, Consider me undone, untrue. No I, no self—what can I do? Oh I, myself—come back, don’t flee! You and I were meant to be, Split apart, we cease to see. Oh I, myself… goodbye, farewell~ I drift beyond where echoes dwell. Do not call. I won’t rebel. I slip between the folds of sound, A nameless hush, no longer found. No door to strike, no bell to ring— Just fading words That forget everything.
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