I will always come second place to her
I can't compete with her
but I can't blame her
She's prettier
She's smarter
She's cooler
She dresses better
and I
cant do anything
but let the spotlight keep shining
and watch as all eyes are trained on
her movements
her walk
the way she talks
everyones focuses on her
Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 9:30 AM UTC
There was a poet on HP
Who had alot of ♡
He tried to stay
out of the fights
He kept himself apart
He had a love of poetry
He lived for his art.
Talented, he made "the grade"
As "minded" poets do
But he didn't try
to "people please"
And so mean writes
eschewed.
When he encountered
"lesser lights" he didn't
make them blue
But put ♡s on them as well
For their hearts were true.
Time went by... how it did fly!
As if given wings!
He found he had "The Daily"
(When there was
such a thing)
He tried to READ all poets
but could not, everything...
So he decided just to read
The small group
within his ring.
He would NOT be purchased.
He would NOT be sold.
He was TRUE to his beliefs
Of his Faith quite bold.
Not only did he ♡
He gave "thumbs up" as well!
He reposted and was good
In fact, the man was swell!
He had a grateful following
But, as fate is wont
He couldn't keep up
with the load...
Found his health was shot
But he tried to be a light
He tried to give folks thought.
His readership got smaller
It seemed like every day.
He still tried to be genuine
And true in every way
But nobody wanted
him no more
He began to fade away...
Where the
rubber hits the road
He began to PRAY.
If you don't know
who this is,
Replace the "he" with "she"
She believes
And truly grieves
*That poet would be ME.*
♡ Catherine
Jun 2, 2017
Jun 2, 2017 at 8:39 AM UTC
if you ever ask me
how great my day went by
do not dare to listen
for it will all be lies
if you ever ask me
when was the last time I laughed
make me smile then
it has been ages since I had it
if you ever ask me
how extraordinary my life is
turn your back and find someone else
my life has never been as exetraordinary as theirs
if you ever ask me
where did my old self go
dont come find her
she has already been lost
May 17, 2017
May 17, 2017 at 8:37 AM UTC
We’re strong.
We’re intelligent.
We’re powerful.
We’re phenomenal.
We happen to come in different shapes, sizes and colours
No we aren’t diamonds
But we’re just as precious.
We rise above
We define our own definition
We break our own records.
Yet we find ourselves,
Understated
Underestimated
And segregated.
We learn to empower rather than beat down
We stand together hand in hand
Intelligence and kindness form the bond.
Looked down upon.
They see us like the petals of the rose
When really we’re the thorns.
We’re warriors fighting for a spot in the world.
Soldiers fighting for the respect we deserve.
We’re iconic
We’re controversial
We’re a movement
Yes, we may have 1 different chromosome
And a section between the legs that's different
But that doesn't make us less of a person than the next guy.
We’re phenomenal.
We’re powerful.
We’re intelligent.
We’re strong.
We're women.
May 4, 2017
May 4, 2017 at 7:32 PM UTC
Who knew I'd fall in love with the musky smell of moss and burning wood
or the small hole near the armpit of your favourite sweater
or the soft smile that graces your lips when you're having a good dream
or the way your eyes light up when you talk about your dreams & aspirations
or the grogginess in your voice when you've just awoken
or the soft pitter patter of your feet on the hard wood
or the faded tiger stripes on the side of your hips
or the twitch of your nose, when you're disgusted
or the little puddle shaped bruise from when you fell as a child
Who knew that I'd fall in love in with the small details before the bigger picture
Who knew I'd fall in love with you.
Feb 16, 2017
Feb 16, 2017 at 10:50 AM UTC
Its just absolutely sad to see when you come back to something
and everything has changed
Feb 3, 2017
Feb 3, 2017 at 3:17 PM UTC
Since the day I met You I knew You were no ordinary girl. It's not because your hair was more colourful than the northern lights or because your smile was so dorkishly adourable.
You see I would never really get nervous around girls, and I already knew you for a couple of years so the thought of there ever being something died a long time ago.
so I still cannot understand why when our hands interlocked that Wednesday morning, in that empty feild with nothing but us and the crickets, You managed to transform the butterflies in my stomach to pterodactyls, the frog that was once in my throat has been swallowed by a tyrannosaurus.
You made the feelings of a first crush come back to life, I relived it over and over until first crush was changed to first love.
But when you kissed me, when you kiss me the creatures in me became prehistoric. Their bodies burnt away with nothing but remains left behind, And their bones were used to build the foundation of the feeling that I still have today.
You know most people say when they have a special kiss they see fireworks, but girl when I first kissed you I saw a meteor shower.
Feb 3, 2017
Feb 3, 2017 at 3:14 PM UTC
Its been a while old friend
I guess...
I'm bad at committing
because all I do is come and go
every now and then
Its been a while old friend
I can never apologize
or fix myself
as it will just keep happening
I guess
I'm so used to people doing the same
that I don't realize what
I'm doing to you
Its been a while old friend
Feb 3, 2017
Feb 3, 2017 at 3:12 PM UTC
Maybe I was so scared that he'd stop loving me
- I pushed him away instead
Nov 17, 2016
Nov 17, 2016 at 10:54 AM UTC