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Slytherin_green
14/F/The Deep Dark Abyss
Another year pasts, older I become the more I see. Birthday parties have lost their touch. Two, five, nine, fourteen, as I strum the fiddle of life. But what was the cost? Cake and balloons don't cut it anymore, Laughing and singing with family is now a burden. Lit candles are a bore. My eyes are opened, ignorance is bliss. I do not mean to be so ungrateful, But there happens to be an ungodly amount of strings attached. I'm not able to pay them back for their trinkets. Oddly enough that spesh day was never stable, Except you didn't remember my birthday, but I never did like it anyway.
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Jan 4, 2021
Jan 4, 2021 at 12:04 AM UTC
Birthday Celebrations (Sonnet) - 2020/12/09
I see small puppies and kittens, oh my! With their small button noses and with their look of curiosity in the eyes of their beholder as they woof and purr. They are always there for you in a time of need. I look as you lay in my lap wishing that you could still be in your prime. It seemed to pass in a single cold snap, from puppy to dog, from kitten to cat. Oh, how have you grown as these stresses past. You acted as big bad wolves and large rats, but I still loved you. Days are just downcasts without you at my side. But, you can sleep for all eternity without a peep.
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Jan 4, 2021
Jan 4, 2021 at 12:02 AM UTC
Life with a Friend (Sonnet) - 2020/12/08
It seems I been a bit dramatic, I did not realize the nuisance I have caused. It has become automatic and I should have paused my train of thought before it became derailed because I ought to change as the ship has sailed. Apparently, I became so detached, time has become non-existant as the placement of my mismatched socks. But, at least I'm persistent and predictable as I do too much and too little at the same time. I have failed to prove this to be an acquittal, to change as the ship has sailed.
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Jan 4, 2021
Jan 4, 2021 at 12:00 AM UTC
The “I” in Icarus (Canzonetta) - 20/12/29
Why am I so shallow? Constantly making mistakes over and over again, Constantly plotting revenge against my peers. I lie day-to-day, I loose respect of my peers because of my mouth. I'm self aware, so why do I loose the trust of people, along with their respect. I can barely spell, let alone control my mouth. My brain is like an athlete on steroids on a endless treadmill, my mouth is like a bullet train piercing the minds and thoughts of others. I feel like I have no friends, sob story I know right? I rant about pointless things and I think YouTube is giving hints like the 'Family Friendly Noose Song' I'm sorry to those who know me and those have yet to meet me.
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May 13, 2019
May 13, 2019 at 7:01 PM UTC
I'm Sorry
In my opinion, spring ***** its either to muddy or its snowing, but flowers that are the colour of rich lilacs are blooming and birds are unfolding their wings. In my opinion, spring ***** Why you may ask ? Allergies. Thats right, Allergies.
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May 11, 2019
May 11, 2019 at 6:59 PM UTC
I Mildly Dislike Spring
I love to go book shopping, my mom is going hopping mad. Smells of coffee clinging to the books. Almost dropping the books as I am grabbing them quickly off the shelving. Receiving many weird stares, But, no one cares. Book Shopping!
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May 9, 2019
May 9, 2019 at 1:58 PM UTC
Slowly Destroying Barnes and Nobles
I been procrastinating for the last week. Removing mean raspberries and scratching my hands. Was worth it? Planning, re-planning and canceling plans today from it raining cats and dogs. Tardy night thoughts like tomatoes and more things.
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May 9, 2019
May 9, 2019 at 11:13 AM UTC
Procrastinating Part Two
I see headlines about Notre Dame on fire, a sick feeling enters my stomach. Thousands of people come to the cathedral to admire. I see headlines about Notre Dame on fire, all of Paris, the world, is in dire need of repair and the fire has many dumbstruck. I see headlines about Notre Dame on fire, a sick feeling enters my stomach.
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May 9, 2019
May 9, 2019 at 11:11 AM UTC
Un Monde en Feu (A World on Fire)
Running out of time, the white doves from the above. What shall I do? It’s getting hard to hold these cards. Forever scarred, what shall I do?
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May 9, 2019
May 9, 2019 at 11:06 AM UTC
And They Were Roommates
I see the clock ticking away while I procrastinate. Oh well Googling things like electric rays Why do I do this to myself ? Running out of time to do things before the due date. This is swell, stressing over meaningless things. Why do I do this to myself ?
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May 9, 2019
May 9, 2019 at 11:03 AM UTC
I Probably Should be Doing Other Things Right Now