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emma-5
English I don't know if these are poems or just words coming out of my head in some sort of order, but I enjoy writing them either way!
The unimpressed look on your face The slightly annoyed brush away The silence, the words you never say Don't say "I love you to me"
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Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 5:32 PM UTC
Repeal
I never understood before the meaning of being infuriated by someone and annoyed at them and arguing too much but still wanting to speak to them before I met you I never could see before how each word could be so important that they're analysed each until all possible meaning has been confused and then happily construed before I met you I never could feel before the knowing of having someone the wanting to get it right so much you're worried all the time because you care so much for them before I met you I never did hear before the doubts I have of myself the voices that question me to try and be the better person the best person for you to have before I met you
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Apr 20, 2014
Apr 20, 2014 at 8:09 PM UTC
Before I met you
This is meant to be the best thing that ever was And sometimes it feels like it is But sometimes the happiness of what I feel for you Is balanced by the cutting of my feelings for me Is it you that makes me feel like I do? Or do I judge myself too strong? This isn't sustainable for me to proceed If this is permanent, I just can't There's an empty feeling that trickles down inside of me Telling me I'm not good enough Saying I shouldn't be acting that way The way that felt so right before If only I could see the right way to go Maybe I'd feel better inside But life isn't so black and white, as they say And grey is a hard shade to tell And in a while something will change The feelings will start to pass Overcome with something more hopeful than them This time, I'm hoping it'll last
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Apr 20, 2014
Apr 20, 2014 at 8:03 PM UTC
Because of you?
They seem to come around midnight The groans and cries of pain Hiding behind the fancy words That the poet did create But my friends in writing When the hour comes for you With your words, you're not alone We're all feeling it too
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Dec 14, 2013
Dec 14, 2013 at 7:18 PM UTC
The Midnight Poet
I'd rather have friends than enemies I'd rather have love than hate And if that love don't seem big enough I guess I'll just have to wait The grass is always greener At least that's what they all say But to see it from the other side Has not yet been my fate I've tried to find it everywhere I've looked and searched in vain But for me, it's not yet to be And that's what gives me pain Now it's made me miss some things That are right in front of my face A different kind of love, you see Is sometime hard to trace But I'll take what I've been given And try more to appreciate The things I have, and for the things I've not I guess I'll just have to wait
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Dec 14, 2013
Dec 14, 2013 at 7:15 PM UTC
I Guess I'll Just Have to Wait
My heart is adrift Lost out in the sea Caught up in the waves Nothing like me You are the lifeboat Who'll find me out there You know where am For you truly care
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Sep 22, 2013
Sep 22, 2013 at 6:23 PM UTC
At Sea
In the passing of the night With only friendship left to lose Encouraged by some drunken friends And eddied by the ***** We talked a while, just you and me In fading smokey light Until I could convince myself The timing had come right I though that you had shown a sign The words you said were true But what I thought the words did mean Was not what they were to you The laughter I thought was nervous hope Was plainly misconcieved And looking back I see I saw What I wanted to believe I took a step and passed all points That had been passed before A calamity of awkward words Shared by the front door You look surprised and not quite sure Of what you're supposed to say But all I wanted was the truth Not just a part to play It wasn't the answer I wanted to hear But I know you're not to blame I'm only happy I know where we stand Alhough we don't feel the same And though I don't regret the action The method wasn't right So I hope you don't hold against me What passed the other night
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Jun 2, 2013
Jun 2, 2013 at 9:34 AM UTC
My Mistake
I want to tell you how I feel but don't know what to say The cheesey lines that come to me say "colours fade to grey" A gentle blandness hangs around but I can't work out why I carry out the same routines that now seem dull and dry For some reason  excitement's gone and I'm just feeling down For a little while I'll fake a smile, paint it like a clown I know that it will lift in time, but here the hope seems thin Melancholy dreariness, no passion in the hymn I trust that you will lift the fog as you have done before Break into my apathy, and rock me to the core For now I'll plod along the road, make sense of what is mine And as I go, I'll sing along - A "Perfect Day For Sunshine"
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Mar 11, 2013
Mar 11, 2013 at 5:47 PM UTC
For a time
You think that I don't cope When in fact I cope all the time But sometime I don't cope so well...
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Jan 19, 2013
Jan 19, 2013 at 11:18 AM UTC
Coping
I can't seem to connect to say what I want to So I write to someone else, knowing that you will hear They say "You turn sorrow into dancing" but I often find it hard to believe or see But I see and feel it so clearly now And for that I am so grateful The laughter the confidence the peace the sharing the food the love you gave You are so great-full More than my attempt at a pun could ever say
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Dec 25, 2012
Dec 25, 2012 at 8:05 PM UTC
Thank You