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agodshapedhole
agodshapedhole
29/M Music on Spotify and Apple Music.
You’re the one great sunrise That could pierce the world blind These thoughts come to me at night I’m just waiting to be proven right Once I’ve begun to close my eyes I wake to another black sky I must’ve missed the light And it’s all worth another try
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Apr 22
Apr 22, 2026 at 6:41 AM UTC
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The painting in the hallway that stretches The cabin in the dark with the lights on Are these shadows or are you covering me? I should have listened, baby please keep talking This goodbye feels like accepting fear Giving up feels like I’ve wasted tears That Halloween we dressed together I promise the irony isn’t lost on me I’ve always been an expert in imagining
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Feb 26
Feb 26, 2026 at 9:08 AM UTC
Waste In Tears
I bear witness to the envy of the sun For I hold the honor of a gaze Of your light with no restriction As they only hold it for 12 hours per day
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Dec 24, 2025
Dec 24, 2025 at 8:34 AM UTC
envy of the sun
Honest like the yellowing of a white wall One day the lamp’s light will leave Every brain has a town of dust What has become of us? Use the same size on the belt More cars will learn this route A room of every open drink A daydream’s worth of sleep
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Dec 24, 2025
Dec 24, 2025 at 8:28 AM UTC
Honest
Breaking off the rotten teeth And cleaning whatever’s left Hiding what keeps me awake Blocking out days I should’ve slept I’ve become a tapestry The colors continue to speak Contemplating if I tape, glue Or staple the broken seams Will they notice the moments where I’ve slipped? An extra layer that’s losing shape I can’t keep my stories straight Contemplating if I tape, glue Or staple it to my face And suddenly a single flame makes sense
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Jun 14, 2025
Jun 14, 2025 at 7:31 AM UTC
TAPE / GLUE / STAPLE
I want God to rest your soul Til he realizes he hasn’t done enough Eventually the yarn will end But these materials created yards of love A statue of a fallen angel near city hall The neighboring streets come together This place will know your heart These people will know your grace These petals will spill like confetti This flower will hold your name
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Oct 6, 2024
Oct 6, 2024 at 5:27 AM UTC
Corduroy Jacket
Who knew how much dust collects when the room hasn't been occupied since the town lost comfort? Like going down a nostalgic street and finding not one mom and pop shop survived the wreckage Like finding the remnants of your childhood through damaged wood holding familiar sunsets I wish I could tell you why I came back, and I wish it meant things got better, or even clearer I guess the truth on why I haven’t found any new answers, is I stopped asking old questions   And for the time being, I got hold on how much weight drinking can crush your bones And every sip is another joint waiting to crumble; every sip is another mistake to leave me humbled I really wish I could fully grasp the reason I approached writing the way I used to Maybe that person had a better idea on what to do.
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Sep 18, 2024
Sep 18, 2024 at 6:58 AM UTC
Dust
It’s hard not to catch feelings And still be honest with yourself It’s hard to take up the numbing When you know how love has felt And before you go Oh, you should know That I adore you like God has hope
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Mar 9, 2021
Mar 9, 2021 at 6:34 AM UTC
hope.
Verse 1: The corner of the dark room Where flowers forget how to bloom How soon is now? How now is soon? Just another afternoon All rise for anthems Of empty lies and tantrums Operas and phantoms Burned room in mansions Bury me Verse 2: The light posts on the quiet street Haven’t been on for a few weeks Tints and shades of black and grey meet No hint of color has been seen All rise for theme songs About everything wrong Feeling so far gone Wake me after dawn Bury me Verse 3: An iris with black dye That match with knocked out eyes Wake me after light All rise for playlists That hurt more when May hits These feelings, I hate it And I’d love it if we made it. Bury me
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Feb 9, 2021
Feb 9, 2021 at 3:58 AM UTC
Bury Me (Verses)
Leave the door open just a bit And leave the hallway light on That’s the way you make me feel When questions turn to nothingness And my doubt weighs on me strong At least I know my heart is real We can open the door whenever you want I’m in no rush at all, I promise you We can open the conversation forever And I swear you’ll only get the truth
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Feb 3, 2021
Feb 3, 2021 at 9:21 AM UTC
First Poem in a While