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hanaxvi95
hanaxvi95
MNL, PH Let's not just survive. Let's live.
Sometimes, all we need is to wait. Wait for the flowers to bloom, wait for the rain to pour, wait for someone who will get us out of our comfort zone, wait for the things to get better, wait for the right time, wait for the right love. Sometimes, I said. Do not wait forever. Do not wait all the time. Do not wait for happiness to find you. Act. Stand up. Look for something that will make you say, "What is not to love about this day?" Nothing will happen if you just stare outside. Go out. Breathe. Find something to cherish for a lifetime. And be brave.
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Jul 9, 2019
Jul 9, 2019 at 10:32 AM UTC
Resurgence
our love is a tragedy and I am just a victim you take away my sanity I’m now lost in my rhythm you take my world by storm and it made me face adversity I had a pressure to conform to escape; to survive this calamity here’s to finally celebrating all of my sick misadventures with you, my life is maiming all I need now is a **** closure I felt sorry for believing in you and for those tears that I did muster tonight, I whispered a fond adieu my love, you’re a disaster
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Dec 12, 2018
Dec 12, 2018 at 3:23 AM UTC
my love, you're a disaster
you strangle me  for hours, for days    for another episode   of  your emotional     wrangling  of ideas.    you  choke  me,   you   hold   me  on  the   neck  where  you’d   usually  touch   me and linger   me to sip, lick  w h a t e v e r you  can  get   inside  of  me,  you   quench   y o u r   o w n  t h i r s t, without   knowing  that you could   actually  make me hollow inside and  you  chose  not to  acknowledge that  ‘coz that would break  you, and that  would  make  you  hate  the fact that  you  are  now  on  the  verge  of drinking  'til  you  drown  your  mind. Honey,  you have lost all  of your safe defenses  and  you’ve been nowhere to be found. The scent of the *** is now circling in the room. And like how  you manage   to   pick  yourself  up  to  get another   one to pop,    you are able to light   another  stick  of  that  cigarette that’s been on the table for two weeks now. My  alcohol is making  your head spin as of this moment. What now? No! Please stop! After  you’ve caressed me, now  you’re  going  to  throw me on the wall? Are you crying? Oh, honey, please just calm down. It is okay,  I understand. I know the  feeling  of  being empty and it feels like hell. Oh, sure, just put me on the corner of the room. I am ready to be forgotten  for  another  week  or so now.
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Nov 30, 2018
Nov 30, 2018 at 1:18 AM UTC
a battle with a bottle
you strangle me  for hours, for days    for another episode   of  your emotional     wrangling  of ideas.    you  choke  me,   you   hold   me  on  the   neck  where  you’d   usually  touch   me and linger   me to sip, lick  w h a t e v e r you  can  get   inside  of  me,  you   quench   y o u r   o w n  t h i r s t, without   knowing  that you could   actually  make me hollow inside and  you  chose  not to  acknowledge that  ‘coz that would break  you, and that  would  make  you  hate  the fact that  you  are  now  on  the  verge  of drinking  'til  you  drown  your  mind. Honey,  you have lost all  of your safe defenses  and  you’ve been nowhere to be found. The scent of the *** is now circling in the room. And like how  you manage   to   pick  yourself  up  to  get another   one to pop,    you are able to light   another  stick  of  that  cigarette that’s been on the table for two weeks now. My  alcohol is making  your head spin as of this moment. What now? No! Please stop! After  you’ve caressed me, now  you’re  going  to  throw me on the wall? Are you crying? Oh, honey, please just calm down. It is okay,  I understand. I know the  feeling  of  being empty and it feels like hell. Oh, sure, just put me on the corner of the room. I am ready to be forgotten  for  another  week  or so now.
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darkness was unsettling pain was concealed odds were undying and the wreck was revealed distance was maiming noise was eagerly silenced lights were flickering and to death, life was sentenced
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Oct 4, 2018
Oct 4, 2018 at 2:45 AM UTC
Fraught Silence
My life is like a dandelion Spending my days under the sun Then he came holding a little crayon With his jet black sketches undone My heart's been doomed since then In moonlight, it hued to a dark silver-grey He was the brightest among other men "Please pick me." I repeatedly pray He did and instantly, I was blissful as gold Days are short but bursting into intense joy But then his eyes turned blue; so dark, ice cold Was he a trap or was he a perfect decoy? My glows are gone but still, the stars shine I lost my beams and my wandering mind I will still grow and be completely fine Believing that I was a rainbow, and he was color-blind
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Jun 26, 2018
Jun 26, 2018 at 4:27 AM UTC
Pigmented
in a world full of colour, i am a blank canvas.
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Jun 20, 2018
Jun 20, 2018 at 12:00 PM UTC
art
Those silly songs; so sad but true With lost feelings of me and you I played it on with the tape's side A Felt like blossoms of dawn and flowers of May I flipped the tape Found side B's empty The same thing I get Every time you look at me "You'll get over this." You once confided That's what our love is; Too one-sided
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Jun 20, 2018
Jun 20, 2018 at 2:21 AM UTC
Mixtape
While you're young, do what you want to do Spend all your money, sleep until noon Do procrastination, stare at the moon. While you're young, be careless sometimes so that the elders will advise you the things you need to do and those you have to know. While you're young, don't be the child who's dying to grow old You're not running after time, Time runs after you.
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Jun 20, 2018
Jun 20, 2018 at 2:06 AM UTC
While You're Young
She         Shouldn’t Be            Mine But         I’m Glad               She Chose               Me
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Jun 20, 2018
Jun 20, 2018 at 1:40 AM UTC
This Love (10W)