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anaia
15/F/Somewhere i like poems. i like poe.
He finds my desperation exciting He finds my fortification delighting They know what they're doing Putting pen onto paper They know what they're doing Telling us its our nature In the blink of an eye I’m mad, don't you see? In a turn of the head I’m crazed, the rumours have got to me… Tied my hands to a pyre They set it cause there was a fire Burning, burning, burning Every man That thinks They own me.
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Dec 14, 2025
Dec 14, 2025 at 3:33 AM UTC
Burned at Stake
A cracked skull. The fluids choke me senseless I gag on a rotten finger Flashback, Arms bent like a bobby pin. Used; for unlocking a key, Thirteen ribs. Please, there's no space to breathe Air wraps its finger around my throat Choked, Legs hollowed like a carcass. Preyed; by a fetid vulture, I’ve a broken heart with many tears The only way for repair is to be put on a list. I must struggle my way up O! But haven't I struggled enough?
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Dec 3, 2025
Dec 3, 2025 at 7:23 PM UTC
Diagnosis Part 1: Tortured
At the end of the day, there is no sound A breath of fresh air, you can finally breathe A feeling of tranquility; rewound No mindless chatter, no man in a seethe Muscles tense then they slowly let it go When you finally sink down far enough A whisper of relief in your face blows “Finally” you say “I needn’t be tough” But that's when your mind decides to account For the missteps that has happened all day A web of overflow and all your fount Your eyes tug down; your anxieties prey Please please please please just let me go to sleep Please please please please just take me in deep
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Nov 23, 2025
Nov 23, 2025 at 3:17 PM UTC
Sonnet 67
I drift in an out of a dreamland filled with clouds; in a haze The mistful wind shuts my eyes the clarity is just a lie the fog clears only when the windows are washed I spoke with an accent I can not place Picking up a sound it will pierce The dreamland that I drift in and o u t
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Nov 1, 2025
Nov 1, 2025 at 12:48 PM UTC
In and Out
I stopped caring yesterday When the winds blew south down the bay When the rain didn't stop for many days When it blurred time into a haze When they came to collect wholly their pay When they didn’t buy a lily bouquet F          O                  R                     M                            E But why would they? Forgotten I’ll lay Amongst the bodies’ array Amongst the bodies decays Who will pray F      O            R                   M                            E
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Oct 23, 2025
Oct 23, 2025 at 6:59 AM UTC
I stopped caring yesterday
One day I will be like you I won’t drift and drown I won’t fall out of line And one day I will see the world as you see it too No melancholic stupor Will hit me And one day I will have flesh around my flesh A warmth that I should feel to my bones And one day I will be desired for more than an exoskeleton. And one day, I will have the means to get up and stop being me No I will be you And you will be me I will learn my lesson backwards Just like everything I do You will get it right away Cause that is how you do And then you will be jealous of me You will wish you could also see The world as I see it through.
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Oct 23, 2025
Oct 23, 2025 at 6:58 AM UTC
One Day