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VanessaMarie
VanessaMarie
I've recently found comfort in poetry. I hope to let people inside my mind to see the madness that ensues. I usually write as a way to cope when I am sad so I do write rather dismal at times but it helps me get out of a rut and I truly strive to be a happy and positive person. Heartbreak seem to be my favorite topic to write about--cliche as it may be. May your day be great and thank you for stopping by. I hope you enjoy.
I sit here day by day Wishing for different things Things don't really mean anything In the scheme of things We are just here for a while I want my loved ones to out number my bank account- And my life to be more than a 9 to 5 Dying for things I 'love' That will never hold me when I am sick Or love me when I'm gone My imprint on this world Should be more than my belongings and an amount of digits To create something beautiful to leave behind Or perhaps a kindness or love Or wise words for someone who needs That may just stick Is all I could truly want In a world like this
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Nov 30, 2016
Nov 30, 2016 at 1:06 PM UTC
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Does the anger ever consume you? Do you ever feel the fire build in your heart pumping through your veins to balled fists and a screaming head making deals with the devil to let the dam break
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Nov 30, 2016
Nov 30, 2016 at 8:26 AM UTC
Anger
I love the sounds the rivers make babbling, sloshing tumbling against rounded rocks pushing yesterdays stream into tomorrow wading it away as if to say goodbye for if the river does not move it is bound to flood
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Nov 23, 2016
Nov 23, 2016 at 11:39 PM UTC
Streams Routine
The earth beneath my feet Thrums with her heart beat The tree branches sway With the changing day Hiding scars of days past As did the last When will you learn of past mistake? Of avoiding demons come to take Last few strands of sanity hanging on for my own sake. After years of safe lies to yourself Can you face your ownself With courage for the next day? To keep them at bay To fight for my own rationality For my memories have taken my reality
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Sep 20, 2016
Sep 20, 2016 at 11:06 AM UTC
Stop Running
Streaks of the past Wiped out of sight As I open my mind Anew My surrenders to demons cease with my own will The realization of my own power To stop these thoughts And see life with grace Have saved my heavy heart The small blessings Must be acknowledged And misfortunes understood For our souls to be content
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May 11, 2016
May 11, 2016 at 6:13 PM UTC
New Thinking...
You're eyes my favorite get away My face mirrors yours As the sides of your mouth turn to a grin And I know Your kindness and heart Shine from within As your spirit leads you I know only good directions... Oh how I love Such a true soul Who could make me radiate at my lowest points And guided my through seas too rough I don't know what I'd do without My other half To adventure these roads ahead And keep me from losing myself again
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Apr 24, 2016
Apr 24, 2016 at 7:21 PM UTC
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Her eyes a whisper Of melancoly tunes While her cries rang out in Waves of shock Crash onto the shore Of my ever present worries Please cease the pain Because As the sun set To meet the darkness Sleep took her And the stars looked on In a looming somber A blanketed peace Soothed her dampened eyes Even just for a little while
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Mar 22, 2016
Mar 22, 2016 at 10:47 PM UTC
her eyes
And I know As the wind blows, blows I will be carried home As the forest inevitably Always infatuated with life As the gentle manner of the rabbit Is always betrayed by the hawk As the grass rooted to this earth Will only experience life running past And as the crickets sing For the darkness coming near
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Mar 17, 2016
Mar 17, 2016 at 1:28 PM UTC
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She stopped, her lips open agape. The winds howled as they enveloped her, rippling a grey Marled sweater against her back like a sinking ships flag as she glared at the sea. Her stare was a devilish dream sinking you into a dark daze. The waves screamed as they crashed and lightning flashed against her eyes. What beautiful hazel eyes they were. She then met my eyes With the stealth of a hawk A swift motion followed by a shocked expression came across her, I just wanted to help, I said in dispair, Such awful thoughts in such a person. No wonder nature created women, with such fierce and compassionate nature tied up into one.
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Mar 7, 2016
Mar 7, 2016 at 5:57 PM UTC
They Called Her Hurricane
Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I’ve tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice.
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Mar 7, 2016
Mar 7, 2016 at 5:45 PM UTC
Fire And Ice