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jay-kirlew
Oh speak to me Goddess Angel Who wears her blue Halo Around her neck Awaken My dollar eyed deity And point your fingers Full of bills To the answer Or the lie Spread your Deceitful wings And embrace the lost Fill them With greed And show them The paper and metal Pathway to Sadness For the weak Always Kneel to your Valuable allure
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Jul 19, 2014
Jul 19, 2014 at 11:24 AM UTC
Wealth for the Weary
You Greet me Warm in glow Smile so sincere Cleanse my palette Slice of sky Mirage of heaven Pure perfection I will reflect your image
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Jul 19, 2014
Jul 19, 2014 at 11:23 AM UTC
Rainbow
What I thought was my forever is now my past - crazy how this world works You share dreams with someone and then they become your nightmare Your soul wanders at night searching for theirs Restless nights throughout The journey never ends - tunnel seems to get darker, yet they say there's light at the end of every tunnel I used to want to look into your eyes until sun comes up, then only thing I'm getting is grey skies and a black moon. I loved you from my skin to my bones, trying to runaway from the reality of your memories that have been planted in my mind, torture. The hallways of my soul still echo your name. The only sign of hope in me,is the ink I let ruin the paper with the words I'd say to you. By: @Ofentse_Tsie & @__Dvniel
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Jul 16, 2014
Jul 16, 2014 at 3:15 PM UTC
Grey Skies
Love is.. Unpredictable. Unsalvageable .. Undeniably unbearable without you.. Fear of being rejected, Doesn't allow me to have you. It is like being, Trapped in an eternal, Thunderstorm of disdain. Rusting, Like drowning metal. Bleeding liquid pain, As I watch you, Not see me Not know me, Never need me And it kills me... This depression, Runs in my blood stream. Blood curls, And I scream. Sometimes, Tears are the best sedative And sleep the best liquor. Because I can, Only have you in my dreams. Its seems Every dying minute I spend awake, The reality is much harder to take. Your absence is absence. It makes me so cold that, Breathing threatens to, Shatter my lungs. So I hold my breath... Hoping, Praying, Wishing That someday, You would finally see me. Or else I would suffer for eternity, Willingly.. Hemorrhaging internally. Life is lonely. Love is merciless. And I am a victim Of this ruthless, Torturous, Chaotic emotion.
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Jul 13, 2014
Jul 13, 2014 at 5:31 PM UTC
Love is..
I am So tired. I am cold And white And blind. On my wrists, Defensive wounds From a vicious love, From the kisses Of a black asp With constellation eyes. I have been reliving my death. I have been choosing That sweet, frigid venom, An addict dripping poison into my veins. But I am So tired. I am spent And lost And alone. There are bruises on the soft insides of my arms From a habit of worshiping Sharp things. Under my fingernails, Dark soil Evidence of a grave I've overcome Too many times And a struggle I've won At a cost. I am sick of death. Sick of attending funerals for the futures I lose Brutally and unexpectedly. I am sick of being tolerated. I am sick of being Sorry. I want to feel life in me. I want to learn the taste of sunlight And safety. Of forgiveness-- I hear It is sweet as warm honey. (I wouldn't Know) I have gazed.... Oh, I have gazed long, And the void saw me As I saw it. And long after I wished I could look elsewhere I stood, gorgonized, on the edge. Hold my hand. Remind me that I have hands. Spread light In me. Forgive me for my gravity as I lean forward on that hollow breeze that's always calling. Pull me back and keep me Steady. I will never be On solid ground. I will never be easy. I will never be Safe. I am half light and half shadow, Half joy and half pain, Half kindness and half anger. I am a great, twisted tree, With my branches in heaven And my roots In hell. Love that in me, Will you? Will somebody? I am ready To bloom. I am ready To live. I am ready to be exactly What I am.
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Jul 12, 2014
Jul 12, 2014 at 5:13 PM UTC
What I Am
I am So tired. I am cold And white And blind. On my wrists, Defensive wounds From a vicious love, From the kisses Of a black asp With constellation eyes. I have been reliving my death. I have been choosing That sweet, frigid venom, An addict dripping poison into my veins. But I am So tired. I am spent And lost And alone. There are bruises on the soft insides of my arms From a habit of worshiping Sharp things. Under my fingernails, Dark soil Evidence of a grave I've overcome Too many times And a struggle I've won At a cost. I am sick of death. Sick of attending funerals for the futures I lose Brutally and unexpectedly. I am sick of being tolerated. I am sick of being Sorry. I want to feel life in me. I want to learn the taste of sunlight And safety. Of forgiveness-- I hear It is sweet as warm honey. (I wouldn't Know) I have gazed.... Oh, I have gazed long, And the void saw me As I saw it. And long after I wished I could look elsewhere I stood, gorgonized, on the edge. Hold my hand. Remind me that I have hands. Spread light In me. Forgive me for my gravity as I lean forward on that hollow breeze that's always calling. Pull me back and keep me Steady. I will never be On solid ground. I will never be easy. I will never be Safe. I am half light and half shadow, Half joy and half pain, Half kindness and half anger. I am a great, twisted tree, With my branches in heaven And my roots In hell. Love that in me, Will you? Will somebody? I am ready To bloom. I am ready To live. I am ready to be exactly What I am.
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/ShiˈTHi(ə)rēəl/ She·the·re·al:   Adjective an extremely intelligent female who's true eternal beauty so delicate; the existences of her elements; too pure for the feeble appreciation of mortal beings. An abundance that exceeds that of a lifetime; breathes aire to throne, when bodies combine; redefines the confines of a lifetime; by spirit, body, soul, and mind. *Synonyms: grace, beauty, **** elegant, unique, exquisite, fine, attractive, blessed, ****** intellectual, pleasure, presence, excellence, brilliant, woman, ***** confident, comments, sensitive.*
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Jul 6, 2014
Jul 6, 2014 at 2:18 PM UTC
Shethereal
The first time, You and I making eye contact, is like getting high off of  second hand contact; then you said Hi, didn't know how to respond back, instead, had my friend, give you my contact. That was a while back; so surprised, we finally got in contact: But, when you sent that text, I was fixing my contact, jumped up in shock, my eye and Iphone made contact, ended up deleting all of my contacts: it's the only reason I didn't respond back.
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Jul 6, 2014
Jul 6, 2014 at 2:18 PM UTC
Contact
Pretty pretty pretty But you remain the same As the childish and petty To whom living is a game Ugly ugly ugly Not a blemish in sight Because the pretty ones bug me What counts is inside
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Jul 6, 2014
Jul 6, 2014 at 2:17 PM UTC
Pretty
if haters and fakes, kept it real, and weren't snakes: we all could enjoy a piece of the cake.
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Jul 6, 2014
Jul 6, 2014 at 2:15 PM UTC
untitled
Sun breaks the peace of raindrops Glaring through the window Burning flesh awake "Rise and Shine" it SCREAMS in silence And the hint of laughter on a breeze Taunts the groggy mind
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Jul 6, 2014
Jul 6, 2014 at 2:02 PM UTC
Wakey Wakey