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himehh-dinero
profound knowledge of the unknown looking for a voice
She danced with me all night She knew exactly who I was But she didn't care She saw the good in everything And she never changed She even brought out the good of the Devils inside of me
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Oct 18, 2014
Oct 18, 2014 at 10:33 PM UTC
666.
seem just about the only poetic things left in my life is my poetry a poem a day to keep the sorrows away
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Jul 16, 2014
Jul 16, 2014 at 11:17 PM UTC
:3
what a beautiful day to be alive the rain is pouring the sun is obscured the dogs are barking and the bees are buzzing I'm low on gas and I'm low on cash but it's okay because today's a beautiful day I'm just happy to be alive
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May 9, 2014
May 9, 2014 at 9:38 PM UTC
life's true beauty
a black cat is considered bad luck because in what is the black only exist darkness where the absence of light is evident nothing to shine bright and white to show the path where me and you walk In the black you don't see the edge of the cliff so when you realize it's to late the last light you see is the flashing of your life before your very eyes the portals to your soul permanently closed You see the black is a place I never want to go back too the suffering and pain is overbearing I feel myself fade to black like a burnt out candle Only ashes left of what used to be
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May 9, 2014
May 9, 2014 at 9:20 PM UTC
black
this is my letter to president Obama you've taken everything I care about I find myself within a void hopelessness you promised change and supported it but this isn't what I thought it would be since 2008 you started implementing mass deportation And I can't understand why my people don't ask for much my people just wanna eat and survive we have committed no crime, so why do you put us in cages like animals I'm growing up in a age where Hispanic kids are learning to hate their government and their country you see this is my home we all have so much to offer if we were given a chance please stop this please bring my mom back bring my uncle back and the neighbors and every person who've you taken that's left a family behind all you are doing is creating hate and broken families
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Apr 1, 2014
Apr 1, 2014 at 5:31 PM UTC
a letter to president Obama
I kinda wish that I could run into a house that's burning and the air that keeps me alive feeds the fire that kills me
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Mar 20, 2014
Mar 20, 2014 at 10:17 PM UTC
fire
the sound of f a l l i n g rain reminds me of the blood that drips from finger tips into a pool the reflects me
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Mar 19, 2014
Mar 19, 2014 at 10:09 PM UTC
Untitled
they promised me tomorrow so they could give nothing today they looked me in the eye just so they spit on my face a block of ice forms where their hearts are suppose to be last thing I remember saying was "I have a dream" but dreams don't exist when your colored and your poor the nightmares of reality overwhelm me I'm not home, this is not where I belong
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Mar 16, 2014
Mar 16, 2014 at 12:32 PM UTC
America
my life revolves around lies but I continue on but with a heavy conscious I can't get out my mind how I told a little boy, starving for food, I didn't have spare change How I would look at the world and tell it everything is ok But in reality that's just it, my reality is a lie I find it harder to sleep telling her I love her meanwhile I don't You I'm more complex then the average man I'm a never ending series of doubt and reason Reason for doubt but only in myself I can't stand what I've become It's today the day I change or do I wait for tomorrow only for the day after to come Physically and mentally I'm drained somedays it's seems easier to stay in bed all day With the flooding of thoughts and past aggressions But then I think to myself who am I I am the man I'm chosen out to be
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Mar 8, 2014
Mar 8, 2014 at 9:06 PM UTC
the lair
I'm so trapped like the walls are closing in on me I don't know what to do I have years of resentment building up inside of me like a volcano or a angry black man I push myself through the day but my soles are starting to wear out my soul is starting to wear out as if it's coming out of me where do I turn when I can barely tell my left from my right
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Mar 2, 2014
Mar 2, 2014 at 8:58 PM UTC
fading