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Shahlaaxo
Shahlaaxo
22/UK Hi, my poetry is my outlet for my overwhelming emotions, I hope you enjoy how I feel.
Are we as humans becoming disposable? It’s so easy to type, beat and delete Why are we so scared to be open and vulnerable? But also considerate. Approach me, Not through a dm but say hi to my face See my expression with your eyes Wanna get to know me? Ask. Let me access your energy Give me depth Let me analyse your soul
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May 17, 2019
May 17, 2019 at 6:29 PM UTC
to be social
I stain myself on you Hold onto your every imprint Attempt permanence in your mind Vivid thoughts you stole Tainted brushes of colour Mould myself to fit your image Became a blank canvas Though I know too well I am watercolour I wash off
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Mar 26, 2019
Mar 26, 2019 at 5:46 AM UTC
Tainted
"you're quieter than usual lately." "there's nothing to say."
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Feb 21, 2019
Feb 21, 2019 at 5:30 PM UTC
His words
It takes a year, for the pain to leave my veins, for the memories of you to fade, for the cuts in my soul to heal, for the rhythm of my heart to change when I’m around you, to forget your touch on my mind, to forgive the universe for meeting you, to live life like you and me had never happened.
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Feb 21, 2019
Feb 21, 2019 at 5:29 PM UTC
A year
I just sit and gaze, And watch my walls burn in a blaze, As I become captive to her eyes, I see my darkest dreams But I take a glance In thought that I have a fleeting chance Of escaping from her, Not yet, it seems. I fall to my knees And I utter my pleas, But she just smiles, In the darkness, her smile gleams. My demons scream and yell, But it's no use, Coz I’m under her spell.
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Feb 20, 2019
Feb 20, 2019 at 12:58 PM UTC
Her Spell
My hands were cold Holding yours My heart was numb Beating senseless for you You became my sunshine Even tho I could not see the light You became my touch Even when my hands were cold
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Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 6:14 PM UTC
Cold hands
I am a rainbow The product of the rain and sun Majestic elements You ran to find my *** of gold Eagerly searching Though you were too greedy Because you missed my vivid colours And captivating curves Now I disappear And you are left wishing
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Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 4:39 PM UTC
I am a Rainbow
the loneliness came in waves, deep bitter crashes of the blues tide your beach was my sanctuary, you kept me safe and dealt with my insanity.
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Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 3:01 PM UTC
the island
I'm here sitting alone, the smell of coffee runs through my veins, some music i probably will forget in a few years arguing with the thought of you, But I'm here, I'm here, writing about what's happening pretty boring huh? i call myself a poet but i can't use high metaphors, i call myself a poet but i can't describe fully how you make me feel i call myself a poet but what am i? I'm just a kid scared of life finding new ways to cope searching for someone to love, desperate, not holding unto my dreams how can i choose with my mind what's right for the heart to choose. and you see? don't you see? don't worry i can't either i can't see how great i am i can't see how other people see me i wish i could. i want to believe this was a dream or a nightmare at that. But at last. I'm here wishing that in another life i could be with you, or maybe in other deaths, i crave your touch, i crave you.. with coffee waking up my senses like a kid in summer waking up early to go play with his friends. i wish things were different, so i wouldn't have to wish.
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Feb 13, 2019
Feb 13, 2019 at 5:32 AM UTC
I call myself a poet