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Troytooturnt
I have fallen out of love with writing poetry I feel as though writing poetry feels like writing a laundry list of things to do So I took a break and my love returned Remember to take a break every now and then :)
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Sep 18, 2020
Sep 18, 2020 at 11:32 AM UTC
Poetry
Do you think I can have one more kiss? I'll find closure on your lips, and then I'll go. Maybe also one more breakfast, one more lunch, and one more dinner. I'll be full and happy and we can part. But in between meals, maybe we can lie in bed one more time. One more prolonged moment where time suspends indefinitely as I rest my head on your chest. My hope is if we add up the "one mores," they will equal a lifetime, and I'll never have to get to the part where I let you go. But that's not real, is it? There are no more "one mores." I met you when everything was new and exciting, and the possibilities of the world seemed endless. And they still are. For you, for me. But not for us. Somewhere between then and now, here and there, I guess we didn't just grow apart, we grew up. When something breaks, if the pieces are large enough, you can fix it. Unfortunately, sometimes things don't break, they shatter. But when you let the light in, shattered glass will glisten And in those moments, when the pieces of what we were catch sun, I'll remember just how beautiful it was. Just how beautiful it'll always be. Because it was us. And we were magic That wasn’t meant to be
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Aug 17, 2020
Aug 17, 2020 at 1:07 PM UTC
Not everything works out
Suicide is a woman I happen to know She has fled With many lovers, Some people I knew, And others I didn’t She plays with my Hair like guitar strings She gently runs her Hand down my face Most nights with her Are like a daydream Whispering sweet nothings Into the lovely abyss I call my own mind But it is not mine She has me No She had me I am not the same person I was And I hope I am never him again.
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Feb 25, 2020
Feb 25, 2020 at 10:31 AM UTC
I loved her once.
Lately Masculinity has been feeling like an excuse Men are expected to fight ****** battles Men Are expected to be rough Men Are expected to never take no for an answer Men Are expected to take what we want even when they say no Men Are expected to never take off the mask Men Are expected to never show emotion Men Are ready to give up Men Are ready to die I wonder what would happen if we could no longer hide behind the masc-ulinity
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Feb 25, 2020
Feb 25, 2020 at 10:24 AM UTC
Hiding
Dear Society, I am so tired of you dictating my every move. I am so tired of changing who I am for you. I am so tired of you telling me I will never be good enough. Dear Society, I hope you die
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Feb 25, 2020
Feb 25, 2020 at 10:09 AM UTC
Dear Society
When I was little I felt very brittle Because I was noncommittal People come and go Leaving many in woe And we miss them so I decided to break the pattern And make my own friends Crafted from Size 12 Times New Roman Font And I have never been happier
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Feb 13, 2020
Feb 13, 2020 at 2:25 PM UTC
Little kids are smart
Poetry Oetry Etry Try Try to think Outside the box Try to be The most creative Try to use A hidden talent Try because If You do not The world may Never hear you
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Feb 13, 2020
Feb 13, 2020 at 2:13 PM UTC
poeTRY
"What will you do with your theatre degree?" I will work day in, day out To become someone else To tell a message To the entire world a story I will crack open the skulls Of many making them Rethink things They once thought they knew I will show everyone Who doubted me That they were wrong And I have the capability To do anything I please As long as I believe in myself And work hard "I don’t know."
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Feb 12, 2020
Feb 12, 2020 at 1:37 PM UTC
What will you do with your theatre degree?
You are the star of each and every one of my nightmares, in most of them You hand me a sugar cube With the brightest smile So welcoming so warm I greedily accepted Placing it on the tip Of my tongue Until reality sets in I did not get delivered sugar, But rather salt This is what abuse is: Hoping you will get sugar Every time But always ending with salt For seventeen year.
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Feb 12, 2020
Feb 12, 2020 at 12:57 PM UTC
Nightmares
There once was a princess who lived in a far away land, and she knew she needed the one. The man who would come and rescue her. Record scratch + freeze frame Dear women, Some men **** I would like to apologize for the ones who created a terrible name for myself The ones who made fairytales to make you seem like you need us The ones who made you feel like a princess in a tower desperately waiting for a knight The ones who earn more than you for the same amount of work The ones who took advantage of you The ones who made you feel useless The ones disguised as a knight with a terrible secret The ones who took off their armor to reveal a dragon I am here to apologize for them and to let you know, the armor and sword are waiting for you. Take control of your life and fight those dragons. If you believe in yourself and never let the dragon tell you any differently, you can write a new story where Y o u W i l l D e s t r o y T h e O n e s A n d T h a t D r a g o n
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Jan 14, 2020
Jan 14, 2020 at 9:23 AM UTC
Dear Women