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gregg
gregg
I write songs for my band badhands
This doomed vessel carries mortal cargo. Buckle up tight we got a long way to go. We travel with friend and undercover foe, You ride inside or hide outside the door. Against a dark background we fly together, The night rushes by in a blur of street lamps and shop fronts, Eager to reach our goal we force time to move faster, Forgetting that one day these will he memories, And these Memories I steal from from another time, I nurse with false pride as they were never mine, And as we blend we come apart again and again, Never stopping never closer the horizon never gains, The sand in the hourglass falls as I tap the life I used to know, Existing on nostalgia, feeding off the Sparks from long ago, Knowing I'll never he the one to hold you again, Reaching out, always too far and yet always so close
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Aug 21, 2024
Aug 21, 2024 at 11:48 AM UTC
Doomed Vessel
Night time falls, daylight comes around. I hear you call, you never make a sound. The sun is up, I feel it on my back. Walk away, I’m never coming back Night time falling down on me The stars like holes in the sky. The tiny lights that shine down, The light that’s in your eyes. Your body’s pushing down on me, I feel it when you breath, You can time things by the second now, It’ll **** me when you leave Maybe one day, maybe one time, Maybe somewhere, you could be mine Now we’ve got to try to stay awake And watch the sun go down. The leaves the colours with the shadows are scattered on the ground. Sitting with my best friend We’ve been watching bad TV My mood is shifting, I wish that you could stay Maybe one day, maybe one time, Maybe somewhere, you could be mine
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Aug 21, 2024
Aug 21, 2024 at 11:43 AM UTC
Leaving Shadows
Has there ever been a good time Sometimes there was nothing much to say Open me up and look on the inside Take the pieces I don’t need Stitch me back with golden needles So it catches the sunlight when I turn I will forever be reminded These golden scars will never fade Butterflies with razor blade wings Fly gracefully inside of me Do you ever swim in your sleep? You’re always close to being drowned Lie on the bed in a sea of trouble Waiting for your net to pick me up But there are no boats upon this ocean The waves just toss them all away I have to wait for calmer weather Or pray I float towards the shore I’ve taken all the mirrors down All but the one beside the door As I leave I check my refection Just to be sure to put on a show Butterflies with razor blade wings Fly gracefully inside of me
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Aug 21, 2024
Aug 21, 2024 at 11:32 AM UTC
Graceful Butterfly
This is the time of war, a battle within, And I'm in at the end, where shadows begin. The longest death of my life, A sorrow denied will a sorrow grow Paradise of wealth, built on the poor Short times sail, love displaced for sure. In chaos, where sad hours seem long, Grief hits hard, the soul gives a song. Exhale, it's all going to be okay, Just not sure when, in this disarray. No coming home, darkest when alone, Floats on the surface, overthrown. Displaced love, restless, untamed, Drown the voices in rivers of fire, unnamed. The clocks have stopped, signal of loss, Quick sand drowns, the unprepared cost. If time was a drug, overdose to heal, Collateral beauty in the pain we feel. Make the world spin the other way? Turn today into yesterday. Stand fast and hold firm, With your absence, I am alone. In this new landscape where shadows play We carve our names as time slips away
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Aug 21, 2024
Aug 21, 2024 at 11:28 AM UTC
Sonder
You only wound so many times Then you die, or you fight back I'm learning on this journey vague morals are my guide Inside the broken hour glass I can look as I please Time stands still Then moves forward with ease Don't give up your future for me I'm a broken for sure Sweep up the pieces please then leave them by the door Have you ever lost everything? Or are you missing some toys? To play with, then to discard Ready to pick up when board It's good I don't feel It's good I don't cry This broken component Can never lie
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Aug 20, 2024
Aug 20, 2024 at 5:38 PM UTC
Entropy
The end, when it came wasn't really out of the blue but it still struck me with surprise. I guess I thought I was ready for it. The pain however was something new entirely. I've never felt like dying before, never had a reason.
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Aug 27, 2015
Aug 27, 2015 at 4:12 PM UTC
Didn't (did) see it coming
This is not your loss For it is mine We shall meet again When I run out of time Sit and wonder Things of the stars Caught between here And the days of youth This fragile life Like broken glass I cut my hand Picking up the pieces You speak of times before From back and beyond; Places where we stayed People who we loved Forever we will tell Forever letting go Colour golden highs Painted black the lows What has gone before Will go again And I'll see you there Take care my friend You walk round again Nothing's wrong or gone Sunshine tinted moments I still hear your song This won't hide in shadows It's all in the light Life is made from time And everything's alright
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Aug 27, 2015
Aug 27, 2015 at 4:00 PM UTC
Holding time
How does it feel? It feels bad The acid burns, the anger stabs What do I do?I don't know Do I let it sit or let it flow? Is this the end or the start? It kills then breaks my heart Where does it go? Does it compete? It's all pain with no treat Hating me, hating you Going to see it through Is this the end or the start? To separate, to fall apart
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Aug 27, 2015
Aug 27, 2015 at 3:32 PM UTC
Love (meown)
Goodbye, goodbye To all I know Things they change Things they flow The light has died You never saw I should change I should grow Thirsty, thirsty Need to drink Fill me up Before I sink Hungry, hungry Need to eat Take my fill Let me sleep Shadows move around Things which are still
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Aug 27, 2015
Aug 27, 2015 at 3:21 PM UTC
3rd floor
This drunken encounter Under beams of the moon Time won't come quick enough But it will come too soon Surrounded, arms wrap around Encompassing bodies of fire Playing these well worn games Like puppets hung on a wire Emerging, I shall tomorrow Into this pretty skin Where everything starts again This new life shall begin
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Jul 30, 2015
Jul 30, 2015 at 6:19 PM UTC
Emerging (part 2)