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anna-35
as i'm going about my day thinking what's for lunch and other genocidal thoughts, there is some body some where in the cold in the dark. defenseless unresponsive, heavy in its emptiness - a carcass as in canvas of קרקס. humans hold corpses hostage, and me in cardiac arrest.
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Jul 14, 2025
Jul 14, 2025 at 2:24 PM UTC
Still life
this sunwarmed apple is still pungent but starting to rot. it means the summer is almost over - my birthday
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Aug 12, 2023
Aug 12, 2023 at 9:19 AM UTC
August
I breath out a cry and can not breath in (heart was shocked by a signal of exactly how far all the loved ones are so it broke into shards). I see stars It's the universe compressing my chest in a futile attempt to resuscitate (it's too late) I say Come on Come on Come on Come on
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Jul 17, 2023
Jul 17, 2023 at 10:23 AM UTC
Tel Boded
when the seventh veil is rent, i will crack the carapase of my skin. the flakes will dance in the air and settle, just to be blown by a gust of roaring fury, revealing the infinitely cold and silent dizzying void underneath it all. with one, light years away, pulsing star of pain. shma.
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Jan 27, 2023
Jan 27, 2023 at 8:24 AM UTC
Kriah
he cursed me in clumsy cursive on a note left for me to find "you are a child in this world where we always have to part with the ones we love. be happy." he was 27, tall and dazzling, a full chinese calendar between us. we went down on each other that night. an *********** of sorts. parting is splitting your life (i'm a child on this earth) like an earthworm. both of us wriggling away. parting is breaking (with the ones we love) a bone. no telling if we heal. parting is going to pieces. (be pieceful)
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Jul 15, 2022
Jul 15, 2022 at 6:46 AM UTC
Untitled
when i get older i will have a small flat on Rashi pinat Chernichovsky, with a big black dog in a red bandanna, named Sabaka. on hot August nights we will walk to the beach, i will watch the waves and Sabaka will watch me, smiling. Or may be I will buy a house in Ein Hod With a stone fence And a forged gate And neglected garden. I will feed four cats Three mine and one That always refuses to come in. I will water my two roses One red one white of course. And take aimless walks Every morning. in October and January i will scavenge through the little shops for peculiar things that i will bring to faraway countries where i'm needed. and in March and September i will take a taxi to the airport to hug that special person i will be listening to and talking to over a cup of coffee that will last a week. but the rest of the year is silence.
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Mar 13, 2022
Mar 13, 2022 at 4:37 PM UTC
Let's make it official
my desolation is so real you don't even dream about me
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Feb 14, 2022
Feb 14, 2022 at 4:35 AM UTC
My Funny Valentine
i did so much weird **** in my lifetime that i don't even have a bucket list i saw pyramids and eiffel tower and empire states building flew a plane rode a buggy car in a desert flew on a trapeze spent a night in prison hosted a booth at a **** convention in vegas was on tv dj'ed on a radio waited tables acted on stage moved to another country donated blood saved a life pushed two humans out of my body had ice cream in rome and goulash in budapest and surströmming in stockholm drank guinness in dublin and ***** in siberia ...rode a rollercoaster danced on a street swam in an ocean floated in the dead sea... but sometimes it feels like i'm in a bathtube of that hotel in hurgada and all my life was just my brain hallucinating on the final cocktail of noradrenalin and serotonin i'm now waiting for the dopamin to kick in
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Sep 18, 2021
Sep 18, 2021 at 5:58 AM UTC
Kick the Bucket (list)
Hi  (i miss you) How are you? (please talk to me) I'm good (every waking moment of my day i'm dying a little thinking of you) What's new? (just stay with me a little longer) LOL (i love you) Cool! (i love you) Sure (i love you) Byeeeee (i wish i was able to touch your lips with my lips and send words from tongue to tongue) ❤ Sorry, wrong chat
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Jun 9, 2021
Jun 9, 2021 at 9:33 AM UTC
Emojionless
it threads from end to end of me coming through my eyes (god, it's easier for a camel!) sewing my torn clothing and my howling mouth shut
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Mar 8, 2021
Mar 8, 2021 at 1:56 AM UTC
Longing