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dinlelo_ix
Rain gently knocks on my window The door is shut Silence finds a way to sneak in Blankets warm my body Mind overflowing with thoughts racing at 100 miles per hour Rain Rain Rain again My pencils breath timed perfectly to the trains persistent horn Chest caving in and filling it’s lungs I believe I long for love Pulled back as I try and run Eyes peeking through my soul I try to run Ease on by It won’t last forever I believe I won’t find love anymore My thoughts aggravating Irrational beliefs I believe I will find love Through the painful connections One day I hope for love Hopefully I’ll get my wish
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Jun 5, 2020
Jun 5, 2020 at 5:59 AM UTC
Oldies
Why was he so trusting of his intuition? In an ever changing world of gold, glamour, greed and girls He leads me further astray At times I struggle to fight back On nights where my mind is clouded by the night cap Finger waves under your hat point to the picture on your night stand—“I like that” Knight standing guard of my queen Pardon the interruption while I intervene in your dreams and navigate to king Hand in hand on shared alter Of our worlds colliding like the memories of the last conversations with my father Together we prosper In a better life Entice in our passion
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Jun 1, 2020
Jun 1, 2020 at 4:33 AM UTC
Folarin
Words in your curves Soft as rhythm and blues Langston Hughes piano keys and sultry jazz Neo-soul gold
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May 31, 2020
May 31, 2020 at 12:18 PM UTC
Midnight Cravings
Today I speak with heavy heart Red as the crimson drips after picking up pieces of shattered glass I sat for an hour or so on my kitchen floor a broken soul Have I failed you? Because I know I failed myself What else is there to do after a war torn path leaves nothing but dust and ash? I am on all fours in grief Numbness to the pain has worn off I am open But am I free? I hope I can repair these damages I want my future to be free But for now all I can do is pray for air
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May 30, 2020
May 30, 2020 at 11:50 AM UTC
Bittersweet (Numb)
I woke up numb on a Saturday Publishers metaphor seeping through the cracks Don’t let go of my crawling skin Longing for that message that never comes And finally we’re back again Take control now Earn my love Earn my soul
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May 29, 2020
May 29, 2020 at 6:00 AM UTC
Sangria
Why can’t I shake you? Why can’t I let you go? “Is this scale accurate?” Perplexed I let it go But not you Not Chicago So natural warning me before I entered Assuring me before nightfall Are you trapped inside of me forever? 5 am on a Wednesday You come to me as I stare past save the dates
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May 27, 2020
May 27, 2020 at 5:36 AM UTC
Name?
The protagonist of my dreams—ride of my life Valley peaks in the distance Metaphors speak what our bodies cannot We wonder why I’m back to my old ways ...Why violet vibrations take heed If only If only
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May 26, 2020
May 26, 2020 at 4:26 AM UTC
Muse
It was the end Until you showed again Memories combine with suppressed feelings I was supposed to keep away Aloof But I got lost in your grace I lied...I can’t pretend I’m just trying to understand what I can’t comprehend—what I can’t contain The fall came too quick My landing wasn’t soft enough Now I’m blind running through a dark, rough path She sighs slowly, I breath heavily Shaken up on my knees confused and weak I wish I could take back this wish and turn back time What happened was never supposed to be Maybe it should’ve...but not to me I need to stop questioning myself and find some new excuses Time to start life over And find something new In my next lifetime
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May 23, 2020
May 23, 2020 at 1:05 PM UTC
Throwback Thursday
Awake to radiant hues Sweet sunrise lullabies Cherry red underbelly Take me to your home in the cold night Let us dance a fearless catwalk Don’t hide in silence Let’s dance A naked truth uncovers us aloud
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May 23, 2020
May 23, 2020 at 11:04 AM UTC
Birdwatcher
Sunflower daydream Poppy seed fields like the Sundance Film Festival Where to go when one is incomplete? Black-eyed Susan complimentary as the colors of your skin your hair your eyes Hydrangea honeysuckle hubris My meditating mantra of you soothes me Like my third floor studio apartment yoga class Red rose, violet drum White peonies pantry I dip my hands in I cradle that craving every night as the sun rises and the moon sets
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May 22, 2020
May 22, 2020 at 5:55 AM UTC
Hilton Head