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TheSecretPoet
TheSecretPoet
✨ The crown of literature is poetry. - W. Somerset Maugham ✨
maybe we're the lucky ones who were exactly right for life maybe we're the special ones with our sight not seeing strife. maybe we're the insignificant ones with hopeless wonders in our eyes maybe we're the lonely ones with the light slowly passing by. ever so rare and ever so golden ever so evil and ever so corrupt every day, humanity will stay and responsibly, we shall pay.
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Apr 9, 2019
Apr 9, 2019 at 10:31 PM UTC
lucky ones
Pure, innocent as can be A sweet soul, Descending from the heavens With complete control No storm could shake it Its feathers stand strong It swoops mightily down, Singing a secret song Light shining all around the figure Of humility and grace Light casting itself down On its beautiful face Listening to its song, Looking up to above The people watched As they listened to a dove
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Apr 6, 2019
Apr 6, 2019 at 8:26 PM UTC
A Sweet Soul
Difference. A beautiful thing. Each day is like this. Different from the rest. A beautiful thing. Each person is like this. Different from the rest. A beautiful thing. Each creature is like this. Different from the rest. Uniqueness is beautiful. Difference.
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Feb 20, 2019
Feb 20, 2019 at 7:06 PM UTC
Differ
When you smile, my whole world stops. When you smile, it lights up a room. When you smile, you glow exuberantly. When you’re sad, it darkens my mood. When you’re angry, it makes my blood boil against whoever made you angry. But, no matter what you do, you’re still so beautiful. And so much more than I could have ever asked for. When you smile, my whole world stops and I smile right back at you. Feelings are indescribable. They are different for each person. For me, everything that makes you happy also makes me happy. Because you are my happiness.
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Dec 5, 2018
Dec 5, 2018 at 11:06 PM UTC
Faces
A hand glides softly against the melodic keys. A note rings throughout the room, bouncing off the walls roughly and without falter. Energy flows through the hands and the rhythm picks up. Crescendo.
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Nov 8, 2018
Nov 8, 2018 at 11:05 PM UTC
Crescendo
I think about finding you I think about it every single day And it kills me to know That you can move on so easily That you can find happiness And that I will just be left in pieces And I am crushed Every day I witness you Laughing and dancing When in reality Nobody knows you at all And I am crushed Did those happy smiles Did the brushing of our hands Did it mean nothing to you? I am hurt every day I am hurt every hour I am hurt every time I lay eyes on you And I am crushed Although you have pushed me down I fight to stand up again For I know It does not matter how you fall, but rather It matters how you get back up again Every day is a struggle I do not enjoy things I love And I am crushed Crushed by the sole of your boot As if I am nothing more than dirt Crushed by your hands As if I am a bothering pest Crushed by your words As if I deserve everything that has come my way And I am crushed I rise but only to fall I stand but only to trip I smile but only to cry And it all comes back to you And I am crushed I am crushed knowing that you know me You know all my deepest secrets My darkest times And still You have abandoned me And I am crushed
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Oct 22, 2018
Oct 22, 2018 at 1:28 AM UTC
Crushed
I want to see your face I want to smell your scent I want to hear your voice I want to feel your presence I want to touch your skin I want to But I cannot I cannot do these things You were once a love to me You once made me think I was a princess And although I would like to I cannot go back to you You have done unspeakable things You have shushed me When my voice should have been heard You have muffled my screams with a pillow The pillow of lies You have done more than you know My whole life Centered around you My whole existence Was for you Yet still You have done unspeakable things I would love to go back to it To go back to the way things were But you are a toxic human Toxic for me You make me do things I would never do And you make me feel things I would not like to feel For I am scared of falling Falling in love For you have shattered me You have shattered my being My existence Your presence is no more than An uncomfortable aura Your touch sends scary shivers Down my spine Your smell makes me Want to spill my guts out Your voice sends panic Throughout my body The sight of you Is enough To make me faint And yet I forgive you You ask me why I tell you I forgive you Because I know In some parts of my mind I still love you
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Oct 21, 2018
Oct 21, 2018 at 1:16 AM UTC
“Senses”