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Straysynapser
Inside the bright lit façade intertwined with greenery Enjoying the warmth of a miso ramen With a pure gentle soul I see different faces and eyes around me All clinging onto some unknown conversation As they dive deep into their cups and plates The aroma of freshly baked bread And that of a perfectly brewed coffee Fragrancing the air The grey clouds add to the mystical hue Creating a visual flamboyance A cozy invisible web that you don’t want to exit from
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Mar 15
Mar 15, 2026 at 2:38 AM UTC
Inside a Cafe
“I’ll heal, I’m positive this time But how will you?” I asked in despair even after all these years. He shrugged in uncertainty, “I don’t know.. Maybe I’ll heal when you heal”. A cloud of strength and hope surrounded me My eyes welling up, I hugged him tight. His head against my chest, he felt my heart racing “Why are you stressed? Your heart is beating fast” I on the other hand, was excited for once as I’m on this journey of healing, my last ray of hope I call it, trying to pick up all the broken pieces, scattered all around the corners and depths, And transform into a beautiful painting that I can draw the strength from, and admire, to tread forward together with so many beautiful souls who lost their way around, but still breathing. With bated breath I wait for that day.. And then when I heal, both of us will heal, in and out.
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Mar 13
Mar 13, 2026 at 7:09 AM UTC
A Healing Journey
I write when my heart grows heavy with the weight of weightless thoughts. When my eyes refuse to spill another diamond of sorrow, I write when no one listens. Never thought mere words could calm my tangled mind, never thought I'd hold a pen for more than exams. I write when no one listens. I am no professional, but I take pride in spilling truth. I never weave sweet lies in my diary, never mask my soul in ink. It feels too glorious to run in my world— where thin air dances with rain, where shadows marry the rays. My world is quiet as a whispering ocean yet loud as the writhing tongues of hell. I write when no one listens. ~blue hour
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Mar 2
Mar 2, 2026 at 12:44 AM UTC
WHY I WRITE ?
Those were the days When heartache felt like a melody That I wished never stopped playing.. When every bit of my heart Longed to be with you.. When I cried to sleep After an argument with you.. When our eyes spoke louder Than the words we meant to say And sneakingly gave away a smile when I met you And meeting you, My heart skipped a beat With the dancing butterflies in my stomach. I was truly in love with you And wanted to hold you tight And never let go.. All I cared was talking to you, And waiting for that felt like the sweetest time. All I dreamt was holding your hands, And dreaming that felt like pops of magic Couldn’t wait to wake up to hear your voice As I began my day thinking about you Couldn’t wait to talk to you at the end of the day As I memorised everything to share with you Even silence between us was a symphony, When you were on the other end of the line. My eyes longed to see you My heart ached to be with you And I missed you terribly All while I was in love with you, hopelessly.
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Feb 28
Feb 28, 2026 at 2:09 AM UTC
Sweet Butterflies
When in the rain by the window Like the droplets that slide through the panes With a warm mug of cocoa And a cozy spot inside my home My thoughts drift far away Like a wandering cloud weightless and poised.
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Feb 22
Feb 22, 2026 at 10:50 AM UTC
Dreamy Rain
I’m drained or am I lying? Lying to myself and others around me? For what it’s worth I’ve been trying to sincerely get out of this loop But all I do is fall into it desperately and hopelessly Like a never ending ruthless tangle of unwoven ties, deep dark in the mysterious corner Where no one hears me cry out at the top of my voice Where no one sees me struggling to breathe And around me I see the crowd that moves forward so much in grace But do they? Maybe I don’t see their tangles or hear their cries.
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Feb 21
Feb 21, 2026 at 2:12 AM UTC
Tangles
Feels like I’m on the edge of a table Hands and legs stretched to the other end The things to be done right in front of me On the table, but If only I can just do it! No amount of coffee will get my soul out of the body to Just do it! The disheartening exhaustion The inexplicable disability The tedious emotions.. I want to do a lot of the chores In reality, I want to lie down Stripped off from all the Thoughts trying to strike with their pointed arrows Emotions trying to pierce with their sharp needles I just want to lie down, Bare and naked Me, and the ground and the sky..
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Feb 20
Feb 20, 2026 at 2:14 AM UTC
Bare
What if we crossed paths at the wrong time What if we met, to just glance and go What if you saw me when your eyes were cloudy What if we were not meant to be Things would have been different Your wings would have been brighter Your soul would have matured to be more gentle Your eyes would have been much happier And your smiles more frequent The aura would have been more striking Your words more meaningful Your thoughts pristine and clear Your heart less wounded and aching What if I waited a little longer or What if I took a shorter path What if I was at the wrong place And we were not meant to be Things would have been different
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Feb 18
Feb 18, 2026 at 2:08 AM UTC
Wrong Time
I daydream Look far into spaces Think about something But have no idea what that something is Worry about something But have no idea what that something is The echoes reach far out And tickle the walls of my mind I am calm but chaotic inside I want everything clean but it’s messy around me I want people around but want to be lonely too I want to do a lot of things but can’t get up I want to say a lot of things but can’t figure out I want to draw straight lines but what comes out are tangled webs I am trying to put together the pieces And come face to face with my emotions In doing so sometimes I fail I cry I drown myself in worry I let myself fall deep down I get exhausted I become invisible I drain myself out I sit in darkness I sleep I do not care about hunger or thirst I do not want to see anyone Or talk to anyone I hurt my loved one With no intention of doing so I just creep into my shell and hibernate And pretend there’s no world outside And I can’t stop doing that
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Feb 18
Feb 18, 2026 at 1:59 AM UTC
Missing Thoughts - ADHD