We wring our veins
write to the stars
fight under the moon
words of passion tune
We write about love
when it seduced
then it wrestled
words of tension swim
Our words of time
moments gone and farmed
sorrows that overload
happiness that swoon
Prime time in the lonely time
when contentment permits
when heaven is locked
and when hell is unlatched
Prime time my bold friends
keep the pen readily primed
undoubtedly trust the script
It will lead to ultimate freedom
A dedication to all the poets here at HP
We write these words on and on, we capture moments, swim the
oceans, object in the courts, run free in the forests. We are not hexed
just keep writing for one time the primetime will be ours
Jun 29, 2016
Jun 29, 2016 at 11:21 AM UTC
Inhale the fresh air, exhale the bad thoughts
Walking along the sidewalk, staring at the clouds
Clearing my mind out,
not caring about what's going on
Thinking about you and sending positive vibes your way
Hoping you'll notice me,
but of course you don't know me
My love for you is like a wind
You can feel it, but at the same time you can't see it..
Jun 29, 2016
Jun 29, 2016 at 11:20 AM UTC
I don't care about what they're saying bad things about me
I don't care if you hate me
I'm just trying to be me, what can I do?
I'm not trying to be cool
You're just judging me
Yet, you're the one bringing up my bad side
Stop acting like we know each other
Stop being like you know my story
But still always remember
I don't care about you.
Jun 29, 2016
Jun 29, 2016 at 11:18 AM UTC
Earphones and music on, world off
Every time they'll blame me on things, every time I see them coming
Trying not to cry, thinking if they'd be fine if i'm gone.
Tired of this *********
my music is so loud
Not hearing what they're trying to say,
I don't even care anymore
Listening to my type of songs,
having perfect happiness
Just leave me alone,
I'm doing my best not to cuss.
I'm here at my bed, tugging at my blanket.
Not minding these people surrounding me.
Jun 10, 2016
Jun 10, 2016 at 9:19 AM UTC
Watching the sun goes down,
it reveals the pink and orange hue of the sun.
Different colors,
slowly showing the darkness.
Desires of someone,
but actually with no one.
Sunset is romantic when you're with someone,
it would be luck if you have one.
Sunset is sad. Its like you're saying goodbye.
Farewell to the light,
hello to dark.
Here goes the drama part of your day,
especially to those who doesn't usually going to a party.
Jun 10, 2016
Jun 10, 2016 at 9:17 AM UTC
As the night came,
the stars are out
Here I am outside,
my parents yelling at me to come inside
Ignoring them and just chilling,
they even don't know what the feeling
Fresh air keeping me away from depression,
stops me for thinking anything
My mind right now is thinking about this myth,
if a person dies they'd become a star
I wonder if I die,
where or what would I be, a star or a ghost or what-so-ever
Staring at the waxing crescent moon,
while listening to my favorite music
Out here all night satisfies my whole life.
Jun 8, 2016
Jun 8, 2016 at 6:13 AM UTC