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jason-watson
South African
Please forgive me I know not what I do I’m living in a bubble and I can’t see through Walking in a daze, an ambient haze That’s so thick that I’ll never really see you I walk around in a dream, while my life passes me by I’m filled with fear, it floods my head And I don’t even know why… The voices in my head, They ebb and flow, and startlingly grow If only I knew how close I was To the stillness that speaks To the light that shines and ultimately sublimes Opens your eyes to the wonders around And even the sights and sounds The one word that will change your life Take you up to new heights Now always remember, That word is… Surrender
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Sep 11, 2013
Sep 11, 2013 at 6:06 PM UTC
Surrender
As the sands of time Slowly slither, silently on As you try to grab a hold It siphons through your fingertips The harder you squeeze The faster the flow But when you open your hand Spread your fingers wide a small pile settles in the palm When you hold on It suffocates suddenly, simply still But loosen your grip And life flourishes as you will Change is the only constant Always remember the simple truth, that   people are in your life for three reasons: For a reason for a season or for a lifetime Each one as important as the other but none so important that you can't live without each one just a lesson learnt So be grateful for each moment well spent Because after all... All we ever seem to do is say goodbye
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Jun 20, 2013
Jun 20, 2013 at 6:38 AM UTC
All we ever seem to do is say goodbye:
I see you lying there Your skin golden and bare I look deep into your eyes, but all I can see Is her looking straight back at me They say she found someone He’s smart, cute and handsome And she’s happy as can be Funny that she used to say that about me She was mine and I was hers But time is cruel it stagnates, Loses the vibe and separates I've never been good at goodbyes I miss you, no one can compare But I know your still out there Smiling, golden, beautiful I just pray that he’s suitable I miss you I love you Goodbye
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Jun 5, 2013
Jun 5, 2013 at 6:59 AM UTC
You're Not Her
If you could be anything, what would it be? Would it be large and strong, or humble like a flea I've asked myself that question a hundred times And even felt lost sometimes Now the animal for me is a duck Graceful and elegant, filled with poise And never one to quack as noise Under the water, away from the light Its tiny legs kick with a bite Each and every kick back and forth Let’s it head further north Forth in the direction you want to be So kick those feet and join me Towards your dreams
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May 2, 2013
May 2, 2013 at 4:13 PM UTC
The Animal For Me:
I’m sorry about your scars And all this pain you’re feeling I try to cover my eyes But I still see you bleeding I wish I could change who I was Who I’m supposed to be If I could go back in time Wrap you in a hug And protect you from the world That bites and cuts and knocks you down Brings tears to your face Covers up your grace I'm sorry... Life is hard, it favours the bold We're too young to feel this old
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May 1, 2013
May 1, 2013 at 4:22 AM UTC
I'm Sorry
I pray Cupid comes to me Comes to set me free Shoots an arrow deep into my soul And fills that gaping hole Gives me love like never before Because lately I’ve been craving more Maybe I should let you go But how am I to know Its been a while that I’ve been hanging on And its finally starting to feel wrong Your not the angel I once thought you were Maybe you’re just a filthy ***** I was lost and now I’m found I came back down to the ground I am turning into someone to be I am not the ghost you are to me
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May 1, 2013
May 1, 2013 at 4:21 AM UTC
Cupid Come To Me
For background - read "The Frumpy Tale of Riley River Duck" ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- In the frigid winters of June With the snow scattering over the crystal lagoon Puffy white frost pillows covered the ground The sunshine making them glitter all around Riley sat with a piping hot cup of tea Conversing eloquently with Cecelia the flea The happy duck sat, blankets covering her slick feathers Helping her brave even the harshest weathers Out of nowhere came a huge “thump” Causing Riley to jump She waddled to the window Just to see a cloud of dust and kindle An avalanche slowly slithered along The beast heaved, wicked and strong Flicking up ice, draping the sun with a gown Speckling, flickering and finally glittering down Outside came a muffled scream It could’ve been from a dream Riley rushed outside With the sun her only guide She saw a **** of snow wiggle and grow How was anyone to know? That the avalanche had awoken an animal Cory the angry camel See the snow and lumber Woke him up from his slumber   Along with the snow, his temper seemed to grow And his **** was in a frump Riley waddled out To settle this bout She pleaded and reasoned him to see That the snow was very fun to throw All the animals of the Great Oak Tree crowded around the fight Till the day turned into night Cory was smiling and laughing, his mood lifted As his big hooves sifted He lifted up a snowball, and threw it into the sky Riley could only watch it fly… It hit her in the beak So her mouth was too cold to speak She looked in shock As Cory ran amok The camel had won the fight Just as the day turned to night The day came to an end And Cory couldn’t help but pretend That he wasn’t happy that he won Throwing snow was very fun Riley saved the day In the late winters of May She took Cory into her house Quiet as a mouse….
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Mar 10, 2013
Mar 10, 2013 at 1:20 PM UTC
The Jovial Tales of Riley of the Great Oak Tree: Part 1: Winter
For background - read "The Frumpy Tale of Riley River Duck" ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- In the frigid winters of June With the snow scattering over the crystal lagoon Puffy white frost pillows covered the ground The sunshine making them glitter all around Riley sat with a piping hot cup of tea Conversing eloquently with Cecelia the flea The happy duck sat, blankets covering her slick feathers Helping her brave even the harshest weathers Out of nowhere came a huge “thump” Causing Riley to jump She waddled to the window Just to see a cloud of dust and kindle An avalanche slowly slithered along The beast heaved, wicked and strong Flicking up ice, draping the sun with a gown Speckling, flickering and finally glittering down Outside came a muffled scream It could’ve been from a dream Riley rushed outside With the sun her only guide She saw a **** of snow wiggle and grow How was anyone to know? That the avalanche had awoken an animal Cory the angry camel See the snow and lumber Woke him up from his slumber   Along with the snow, his temper seemed to grow And his **** was in a frump Riley waddled out To settle this bout She pleaded and reasoned him to see That the snow was very fun to throw All the animals of the Great Oak Tree crowded around the fight Till the day turned into night Cory was smiling and laughing, his mood lifted As his big hooves sifted He lifted up a snowball, and threw it into the sky Riley could only watch it fly… It hit her in the beak So her mouth was too cold to speak She looked in shock As Cory ran amok The camel had won the fight Just as the day turned to night The day came to an end And Cory couldn’t help but pretend That he wasn’t happy that he won Throwing snow was very fun Riley saved the day In the late winters of May She took Cory into her house Quiet as a mouse….
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Your Biggest Fan: A Hoadley Story In the time of my life when dreams come true When I was so immature and learning to live Being an early adult is always so hard And draining in ever-ry regard With a glimpse of fate And a gift to me Came a beautiful princess In a flowery summer-dress I stumbled into your life, you stumbled into mine With a shaky start you taught me so much I grew and grew and thought it through really hard And finally let down my guard I fell back into the roses of being in your arms And embraced the soft sweet scented petals Where everything was beautiful And I couldn’t help but feel dutiful The soft colours and sweet scented world That you’re so familiar with Got brighter more and on display When I began to see you every day That little ember in my belly Just below all the butter-flies Exploded into a roaring fire Filling me with a burning desire I’d trap myself in a dream As long as it’s just you and me Where we’ll visit exotic lands And be happy just holding hands I want to protect you to never see you hurt To never see your eyes turn grey To never see tears roll down Or to ever witness a frumpy frown I’d shift that mood like the time in the car When we sat and listened to Noah and the Whale And we both thought the same thought About the happiness each other brought You’ll achieve everything you’ve ever dreamed Your heart the real House of Hope I believe in you so much you see You really are the one for me So smile for me it’s an amazing gift One that asks for nothing back in return I asked the gift of being your man Because you see, I really am your biggest fan...
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Feb 7, 2013
Feb 7, 2013 at 1:43 PM UTC
Your Biggest Fan: A Hoadley Story
Your Biggest Fan: A Hoadley Story In the time of my life when dreams come true When I was so immature and learning to live Being an early adult is always so hard And draining in ever-ry regard With a glimpse of fate And a gift to me Came a beautiful princess In a flowery summer-dress I stumbled into your life, you stumbled into mine With a shaky start you taught me so much I grew and grew and thought it through really hard And finally let down my guard I fell back into the roses of being in your arms And embraced the soft sweet scented petals Where everything was beautiful And I couldn’t help but feel dutiful The soft colours and sweet scented world That you’re so familiar with Got brighter more and on display When I began to see you every day That little ember in my belly Just below all the butter-flies Exploded into a roaring fire Filling me with a burning desire I’d trap myself in a dream As long as it’s just you and me Where we’ll visit exotic lands And be happy just holding hands I want to protect you to never see you hurt To never see your eyes turn grey To never see tears roll down Or to ever witness a frumpy frown I’d shift that mood like the time in the car When we sat and listened to Noah and the Whale And we both thought the same thought About the happiness each other brought You’ll achieve everything you’ve ever dreamed Your heart the real House of Hope I believe in you so much you see You really are the one for me So smile for me it’s an amazing gift One that asks for nothing back in return I asked the gift of being your man Because you see, I really am your biggest fan...
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Pale moonlight flooded through the narrow slits of the draping blinds Casting an eerie light on the surrounding room Our chests raised in unison We truly were connected Her heavy head Weighted with all the burdens of a child Forced to grow up too fast Fitted into the mold on my chest Her breathing slow and steady A polar opposite to the preceding nights activities She looked so peaceful Strange how such peace and purity Like still moonlight Can cover the welling inside of a fiery furnace building, ready to erupt For with each turn of that moon That peace and passion That abundance of love, joy and giving Too had turned I hated her Strange how little things you love Like the twinkle in her eye or the way her hair falls in her face Can be so beautiful Yet.... How was she so coy? Did she not feel the turbulence The red hot searing fire furnace tearing me apart As i wanted to see the light flood out of her eyes Desperate But she looked so peaceful I wanted to tear it all apart To rip our souls in half and dim the dreary burden of her faltering light Or was i just being selfish? They say you can only love others As much as you love yourself I didn't love her So what did that say about myself? She gave and gave and gave Kindness, love and respect I begrudgingly took it Without the slightest bit of remorse I again felt her head on my rising chest I could never tell her I closed my eyes and tried to lay my mind to rest Maybe tomorrow will be better... It never was
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Jan 21, 2013
Jan 21, 2013 at 9:31 AM UTC
Rage and Grace...
Pale moonlight flooded through the narrow slits of the draping blinds Casting an eerie light on the surrounding room Our chests raised in unison We truly were connected Her heavy head Weighted with all the burdens of a child Forced to grow up too fast Fitted into the mold on my chest Her breathing slow and steady A polar opposite to the preceding nights activities She looked so peaceful Strange how such peace and purity Like still moonlight Can cover the welling inside of a fiery furnace building, ready to erupt For with each turn of that moon That peace and passion That abundance of love, joy and giving Too had turned I hated her Strange how little things you love Like the twinkle in her eye or the way her hair falls in her face Can be so beautiful Yet.... How was she so coy? Did she not feel the turbulence The red hot searing fire furnace tearing me apart As i wanted to see the light flood out of her eyes Desperate But she looked so peaceful I wanted to tear it all apart To rip our souls in half and dim the dreary burden of her faltering light Or was i just being selfish? They say you can only love others As much as you love yourself I didn't love her So what did that say about myself? She gave and gave and gave Kindness, love and respect I begrudgingly took it Without the slightest bit of remorse I again felt her head on my rising chest I could never tell her I closed my eyes and tried to lay my mind to rest Maybe tomorrow will be better... It never was
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Public Execution: And on and on it draws closer Looming up against the grey And tightening like a noose around the neck Of the chosen The martyr swallows his pride Proud to belief That it’s all false That its all chance The wood creaks As the steps draw fewer The crowd screams As the floor is gone There's a creak and a crack The floor falls away The sinews of rope tighten As the world turns black And fades away….
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Jan 19, 2013
Jan 19, 2013 at 3:59 AM UTC
Public Execution: