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hilary-thorpe
Canadian
Do not hurt me This is not a game I gave you something That can be hard to tame. I gave you my heart In blind faith that maybe All I needed was your love To come along and save me. I trust it in your hands And I hope you do not squeeze Just cradle it gently And put my soul at ease. Give me a kiss And look me in the eye As you tell me you love me And you’ll never say goodbye.
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Feb 26, 2015
Feb 26, 2015 at 2:00 PM UTC
Untitled
It’s hard to say Whether you’ll be okay, Or if you’ll be crushed While your heart collects dust. You can’t really know When the pain will go. Perhaps it will stay Each and every day, And try as you might You’ll never feel right. You’ll reach for thin air, Enhancing the tear That’s deep in your chest Though you hide it with all your best. The indefinite is what’s worst, As it’s what truly hurts. And so it’s very hard to say Whether you’ll be okay.
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Jun 10, 2014
Jun 10, 2014 at 1:56 AM UTC
It's hard to say....
**Let me go gently Drifting over seas. Swaying over open fields Catching in the breeze. Don’t hold me in defiance; I cannot be caught down here. I am too young to die The thought is wrapping me in fear. There is so much to live for, And I have only just begun. I wish for someone to join me, And I think you’re the one.**
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Jan 2, 2014
Jan 2, 2014 at 3:02 PM UTC
Life Partner
*Your fingers are like twigs So delicate and frail. I fear they may snap If I grasp your hand too hard. Your lips are like pink petals That may tear if I kiss too roughly. Your eyes resonate a sorrow, Deep pools that are ready to overflow. I cannot look too long, For fear I may cause them to well up And release more pain than necessary. Your breath is like a whisper Trying to call out in the dark. My clouded senses cannot hear you, Your calls are too faint. But your voice is pure And full of good intentions. I fear I may destroy these intentions With my muddled mind That works in deep waves Crashing over you. You are precious And fragile. I fear I will break your tender soul Into small pieces that will drift away with the wind. But I am also certain That your sweet fragility Will ease my hard demeanor And cradle my rugged body Until I can hold your hand Without snapping the twigs.*
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Jan 2, 2014
Jan 2, 2014 at 3:01 PM UTC
Twigs & Petals
There was a glowing, a burning Coming from your chest. At first I worried you were dying But then I realized at last That you were coming to life, Your cavity filling with love. The burn was passion Growing large It encased your soul and being. Your eyes had gone from empty To brimming with a new understanding. You could see the world And what it could give If you opened your arms wide enough. Even in your smile Was a new warmth emanating your calling To give love And feel the reverberations of life That pulsed in your veins And beat against my skin as you held me close.
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Jan 2, 2014
Jan 2, 2014 at 2:57 PM UTC
Becoming Alive
**You want so desperately for someone to find you, But you are too good at hiding. You wear a mask so closely to your skin That it cannot be removed without peeling some off. Your falsity is poisonous. It stretches out in wisps of black smoke, Reaching at those who go by In the hopes that someone will take notice And give you what you want. But you have yet to realize, Hiding behind false flesh and deceitful dimples Will not gain you the sanctity you seek in others. Your lurking in shadows Will only cast away those who walk by, For the purest of hearts Do not dance among the presence of apathetic souls. So you will continue hiding in the shadows, Hoping someone will bring awareness to your true being, While you slowly pick at your false flesh Piece by piece.**
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Jul 7, 2013
Jul 7, 2013 at 1:24 AM UTC
Waiting in Hiding
With my eyes wide shut I will take the plunge. Not knowing where I will land, I will lift off the ground And fall freely into the uncertain. I will show no fear And hesitate not As I glide down, down, Feeling a rush of emotion soar around me I will call out to the ground Hoping for a soft landing. But since it is not known What will happen when I stop falling, I brace myself for the worst, While wishing for the best.
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Jul 7, 2013
Jul 7, 2013 at 1:09 AM UTC
Hopes of Falling
I never expected for this to happen. For your charming smile and sweet little lips To grab ahold of my pounding heart And make me wish I could remain in your grasp forever. You did not have to do much, Just look at me and smile And I was sold. Your allure was like nothing before, You were magnetic And it was inevitable that I could not keep away for long. After waiting and waiting for a chance to know Just what it would be like, And what was there I finally tasted the sweet peace of us. I relished your touch And counted every second we had As if it were the only reason to keep awake. You tempted me for so long, And after the waiting There was no way to turn back. But of course, The moment of finally tasting this sweetness Had to be taken away. And irrevocably I will not forget it. I cannot forget The simple sweetness Of that moment We finally embraced the peace of us.
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Jul 7, 2013
Jul 7, 2013 at 1:08 AM UTC
Peace of Us
I’ve got a ribcage of sprigs, A mind full of snow. I really have no clue, Where I will go. I’m not lost, But not certain What path I’m on. It seems that all clarity Has up, left & gone. My mind is in a dizzy; I’m spinning at top speed. There is something I must fulfill, Some sort of need. The empty path is open, All the choice is mine. There is nothing definite About what I will find. Maybe I will see All that has haunted me, Or maybe I will walk On for centuries. There is something I must do, There is something in sight. But I’m being held back, Although I struggle with all my might. The hauntings pull at my feet, A heavy, dying weight. I try to free myself And banish this hot hate. For hate will not help me, In reaching where I will go Because all I have to lead me, Is my mind full of snow.
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Jul 1, 2013
Jul 1, 2013 at 3:00 AM UTC
Banishing the Hauntings
You continue making these appearances in my dreams, And it hurts so incredibly. I am constantly reminded of how much I adored you, Of how lovely your smile was, And how much fun we had. I awake in sadness, Because I know that those things are not mine to call anymore. These dreams are like little knives, That inch their way closer to my heart, Threatening to burst it. I could try to fool myself and say that seeing you In these dreams Does not affect me, But every time I wake, My heart seems to struggle keeping a beat, And my mind is masked in a fog of misery. There is no way to vanquish you from my dreams, So there you will stay, Taunting me with my past, Our past, Reminding me that I can’t let you go.
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Jul 1, 2013
Jul 1, 2013 at 2:56 AM UTC
Sad Sleeps