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baristatears
24/American there are no shortcuts to wellness, just the long walk through illness
She met me at the bar, My bar, on Broadway Her hair was up, her makeup done She smiled sweetly like she always does I didn't tell her what I had done She was too busy telling me That she's moving to new York Part of me felt like She was giving me a chance To ask her to stay Part of me felt like I needed to take a chance And ask her to stay She sounded so pleased As if this was a piece of her puzzle So I faked my excitement Wished her and her girl well Pushed away the feeling That when she left, it was over So maybe I'll do what I do best Right before she goes Lay this to rest, confess That I can't stay in touch I love her too much Right before she goes I'll be gone
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Aug 21, 2021
Aug 21, 2021 at 9:55 PM UTC
Out of the midwest
When you're sitting next to me With those glossy brown eyes Speaking absolute gibberish into my ear I just want to grab you by your soft little hands And kiss your incomprehensible mouth So I can tell you to shut the **** up
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Jul 15, 2021
Jul 15, 2021 at 3:54 AM UTC
Normal shirt
I was walking out of the Quaff, roommate by my side Heading up Broadway to my poorly parked car And you came running out after me, yelling "John, John wait!" And I told you earlier, you shouldn't call me that Just because you can't remember my name But you couldn't help yourself, I think A group of drunk kids on scooters are racing past us I'm looking at you while you look through me And John, actual John is glancing from you to me to you to the street You look like you might kiss me And John looks like he doesn't want to see it So I remind you that you meant to head home hours ago And you laugh and say you just might And a drunk woman is calling your name And your eyes are glossy and far away And part of me wants you to And the rest of me just says "I'll see you tomorrow night" And we go our separate ways And I worry about you all night
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Jul 9, 2021
Jul 9, 2021 at 3:03 AM UTC
Adam
I shouted to the world that I loved you like a fool But I could never confess I was speaking to you Tried for so long to hate you Like if I focused on your flaws, I could pick you apart Into something I would have no choice But to love a little less The truth is that sitting out here next to you On the curb outside my work My hands ache to touch you, my lips to kiss you It's selfish and it's miserable and I wish I didn't yearn to confess to you That I've been tormented by the ways I've fallen in love with you You're telling me how when you graduate college You plan to marry her, you plan to adopt with her And you're asking if I'll be slutty at the wedding And I can almost hear you ask me to be your maid of honor My honor to stand next to the woman I love As she says her vows to the woman she loves Before you go you're handing me Your little blue cassette player, and my tape is still in it And my voice breaks when I remind you to keep your ear phones Because I've got a set of my own And my voice breaks when I say I love you, too, I'll see you later And my heart is shattered at our feet But I found the route to smile back at you As Im walking away, still thinking of our place Where you used to sleep in my bed, used to make my coffee exactly right And I was the coward who never made a move When I know you wanted me to
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Jul 7, 2021
Jul 7, 2021 at 1:22 AM UTC
Abby
I. she is quenchable aching but yearns to be held to be fed to be told just come to bed II. peach crumb cake on the counter she takes her time consumes with limits she feasts tenderly modestly III. i missed your voice and i shouldn't say that not to you stupid incomprehensible intolerable i think of your lips on mine over and over all night and my insides are soft squishy intolerable IV. love is made here in the sunlight in the kitchen if she would not step foot here it must not be her V. in the laundry room she is his four paws and tiny nose poking under the door she is asking "what u up 2?" she is tails that wag and eyes wide she is racing down the hallway to the back door back to the kitchen VI. he said he doesn't love her anymore doesn't feel anything for her anymore but his eyes glance through the neighborhood towards her home, their home his words always find their way back to her VII. she is patiently waiting at the front door chilled wine and fruit she already drew you a bath there's rose petals in the water there's candles across the floor she doesn't ask to join she just wishes you her best tells you to relax and take your time she is still just a concept but she is warm and light and beautiful she is always welcome here VIII. lukewarm coffee in the press you silently watch me grab the *** then tell me to turn around you already made coffee this morning and you tell me it's delicious simply wonderful and i am sipping it on the front porch it tastes like love used to live here
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Jul 6, 2021
Jul 6, 2021 at 2:59 PM UTC
love - collection of shorts
I. she is quenchable aching but yearns to be held to be fed to be told just come to bed II. peach crumb cake on the counter she takes her time consumes with limits she feasts tenderly modestly III. i missed your voice and i shouldn't say that not to you stupid incomprehensible intolerable i think of your lips on mine over and over all night and my insides are soft squishy intolerable IV. love is made here in the sunlight in the kitchen if she would not step foot here it must not be her V. in the laundry room she is his four paws and tiny nose poking under the door she is asking "what u up 2?" she is tails that wag and eyes wide she is racing down the hallway to the back door back to the kitchen VI. he said he doesn't love her anymore doesn't feel anything for her anymore but his eyes glance through the neighborhood towards her home, their home his words always find their way back to her VII. she is patiently waiting at the front door chilled wine and fruit she already drew you a bath there's rose petals in the water there's candles across the floor she doesn't ask to join she just wishes you her best tells you to relax and take your time she is still just a concept but she is warm and light and beautiful she is always welcome here VIII. lukewarm coffee in the press you silently watch me grab the *** then tell me to turn around you already made coffee this morning and you tell me it's delicious simply wonderful and i am sipping it on the front porch it tastes like love used to live here
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You loved me until the star dust Spilled from my body onto the floor And the galaxies spinning inside of me Crashed out of control
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Nov 16, 2015
Nov 16, 2015 at 12:15 AM UTC
Short poems with space references
I said your name When he was on top of me Inside of me His breath on my neck Fingers tugging at my hair His chest heaving against my back The creaking Of his bed Kept him from hearing
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Nov 11, 2015
Nov 11, 2015 at 11:36 PM UTC
Confession
My hair is getting longer, softer, thicker Days are growing longer, warmer, greener Time is moving slowly As I'm slowly falling out of love with you
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Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 12:00 PM UTC
April 7
I saw you walking with her and I choked because I think that I am in love with you and you are in love with her and she could not care less
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Mar 13, 2015
Mar 13, 2015 at 10:00 AM UTC
With You
The phone In your hand And your inability To look me in the eyes Is telling me That your love for me Is slipping
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Jan 27, 2015
Jan 27, 2015 at 9:20 PM UTC
Slipping