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isabel-jimenez
isabel-jimenez
21/F I'm working on myself, for myself, all by myself. writing poetry is just my way to confront with my thoughts and feelings.
What you can’t tell by looking at me… is that i wish you could see what i see but because you don’t you go ahead and without thinking twice, you point the finger of judgement at me and through your eyes you think of me as a criminal, illegal, poor you don’t even question what is deeper inside besides the color of my skin I wish you could see how much this hurts me because maybe this isn’t your fault that you were brought up to see corruption, drugs, violence but listen to me, and trust me that there is another world out there one story, one you have yet to hear and i hope you find some way to appreciate it until you feel the pain from our struggle to make you think any different. make you think I am not less than you There are so many things you cannot see this is my culture, soy hispana y orgullosa and these are my people my people, who are more than you think they are for they are doctors, innovators, mathematicians, even scientists you see, there are many things you have not seen, this is only the beginning My people struggle for strength nunca te dejes vencer, porque el triunfo puede estar de la esquina as my mother tells me because pride is what keeps our will to fight going it is what makes us want to make a change, una cambio change your perception from rapists, homeless and corrupt to normal everyday people …. i hope one day you are able to see past the color of my skin and to accept what is there to know that we are not criminals, or crazed animals than what you set us out to be no, we are more than that we are human beings… just like you
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Oct 3, 2015
Oct 3, 2015 at 12:09 AM UTC
what you can't see
What you can’t tell by looking at me… is that i wish you could see what i see but because you don’t you go ahead and without thinking twice, you point the finger of judgement at me and through your eyes you think of me as a criminal, illegal, poor you don’t even question what is deeper inside besides the color of my skin I wish you could see how much this hurts me because maybe this isn’t your fault that you were brought up to see corruption, drugs, violence but listen to me, and trust me that there is another world out there one story, one you have yet to hear and i hope you find some way to appreciate it until you feel the pain from our struggle to make you think any different. make you think I am not less than you There are so many things you cannot see this is my culture, soy hispana y orgullosa and these are my people my people, who are more than you think they are for they are doctors, innovators, mathematicians, even scientists you see, there are many things you have not seen, this is only the beginning My people struggle for strength nunca te dejes vencer, porque el triunfo puede estar de la esquina as my mother tells me because pride is what keeps our will to fight going it is what makes us want to make a change, una cambio change your perception from rapists, homeless and corrupt to normal everyday people …. i hope one day you are able to see past the color of my skin and to accept what is there to know that we are not criminals, or crazed animals than what you set us out to be no, we are more than that we are human beings… just like you
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The day I found out about you You lit my face like constellations light up the night sky Patiently waiting for nine months to go by My mom received a called And within a blink of an eye and four and a half hours later You came into this world And it was like suddenly you became the center of my whole world And you know it's funny how someone so young Can make an impact on someone so much older But the moment doctors said "he has disinflated heart valve" At that very moment it felt like my own heart was torn in two And I asked God why did you take this fragile human being With small hands who can not possibly bare to hold all this pain and misery But from that point on, you became a little soldier fighting your own battle between life and death Not knowing what the outcome would be Because you were only a day old But the day you went under You were all alone and you fought and fought and fought Until you finally won the fight Until you could finally sought the day where you will open your eyes once more And feel the ray of sun touch your soft pale skin and even though you won the battle you still have a war to go up against But I just want you to know you won't have to fight alone anymore
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Jan 25, 2015
Jan 25, 2015 at 12:20 AM UTC
For my nephew josiah
Found dying flowers they reminded me of us withering away
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Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 9:15 AM UTC
Haiku 1
my 3 am thoughts wander the night and find you, but then i realize that your love was never mine but to that girl who are your 3 am thoughts And who you now tell that you've been waiting for her since the crack of dawn to the break of day because i'm sitting here in the pouring rain and you don't even seem to take notice because while your saying those i miss yous and i love yous to her i think about the time when those i miss yous and i love yous once belonged to me And that they slipped like water through my fingers the empty spaces between my fingers linger where yours use to fill and fit so perfectly like puzzle pieces because i'm still stuck on you coming on to day two, soon comes week three after that month four, when will this torture end
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Jan 9, 2015
Jan 9, 2015 at 1:47 AM UTC
i wish you still loved me
*Out of the blue i fell head over heels for you and I knew that I was falling into this inevitable feeling called love you spoke of nothing but lust filled words that made me believe the illusion was real I tell myself "why did it happened to be you?" the more I think about you, the more my heart aches because I know that your heart won't ever belong to me.*
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Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 9:19 PM UTC
Unrequited love
They told me I would never make it because of the color my skin they thought they were right Only because a statistic says “nearly one in five Hispanics still attend high school” because these so called facts, are meant to terrify me But I keep moving forward, because I won’t let these facts define who I am nor will I let anyone tell me I can’t achieve anything in life, because the color of my skin limits me. but here I stand with my head held high accomplishing what they said i couldn't because of the color of my skin
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Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 10:37 PM UTC
Because of the color of my skin
What am I suppose to do now that you left? You were my source of living, and ever since you walked out my life I feel like I'm drowning in my own sorrows How can you leave me like this, all broken, and confused. You never even gave us a chance. You used me took all my love until I had none left over. Now that I was left like this I don't know whether or not I can love once more if I do, I know that it's false love because all I wanted was just you and only you. but you left me.
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Oct 30, 2014
Oct 30, 2014 at 11:40 AM UTC
you left me.
you know who you are. I could never hate you. I love you so much. I hate being apart. I fell more in love with you everyday, I feel like I'm practically lost without you. but maybe I need to be. as much I as I hate bring apart maybe we need this. I'm just scared that I will never actually get to see your face, hold your hand, or be with you. all that love just never to be fulfilled. I'm scared of not being apart of your life anymore. I'm scared. I'm sorry.
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Oct 30, 2014
Oct 30, 2014 at 12:42 AM UTC
Lost Love
I crave your kiss that drive me insane I crave your skin lingering on mines when I'm feeling lonesome at 2 in the morning I crave those eyes that gaze into mines looking deep into my broken soul I crave for you to call my own But I crave for you to call me your own
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Oct 6, 2014
Oct 6, 2014 at 11:24 AM UTC
craving you
and live the leaves, fall for autumn I fall for you
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Sep 14, 2014
Sep 14, 2014 at 12:22 PM UTC
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