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jennifer-parkinson
I tend to write poetry in my spare time and thought I would start to share it so enjoy :)
Dearest mother, Your phone is flat yet once again and when I wanted to call I have some news I wish to share so plug it in the wall!! Your Loving Child
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Jun 8, 2014
Jun 8, 2014 at 6:49 PM UTC
Your Phone
You push me down again and again Make me lonely and sad You tell me lies I now believe is the truth I live my life The way that you dictate To scared to move away Am I doomed to spend my life living in the shadows of another person’s dreams? Does it make you feel better? Does it make you feel whole? When will you just leave me alone? Alone in the dark the one place I feel safe Far from your words That cut me like a knife Is it too much to ask? To be allowed to be left alone? To crawl out of this pit of misery you put me in? When will I be allowed to leave this hell? When will my life begin? I don’t understand how you can be so mean? And thrive off my insecurities? I want to be safe I want to be loved And somehow I don’t think that will be I know there's a place in my future and past Where I wont have to deal with you But right now I'm here And I just have to get through Be strong and maybe I will win.
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Apr 12, 2014
Apr 12, 2014 at 9:24 PM UTC
The Bully
Hundreds of voices All sounding at once Streaming and swirling around When stopping to hear All of the sounds Many conversations assult my ears The girls on the corner Are chatting away Talking about someone else The boys on their way Glance back at the girls Then discuss the way the look Children are laughing Dogs are barking And cars are passing by A lovely old couple Sit on a bench Reminiscing of how life used to be The dust in the streets Swirl by in clouds Spreading around all the junk As people go Along through their days These noises wait to be heard But yet as you look Throughout the noise The wonder can be seen
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Apr 12, 2014
Apr 12, 2014 at 9:20 PM UTC
Conversations
I lie in my bed And listen to the rain And wonder what silence will bring I hope for the sun I hope for a change I hope for the colours to grow I’m not one Who will complain every time The rain begins to fall For without the rain The flowers won’t grow And the world would be dull and grey It’s the same in our lives If the bad times aren’t there The happy ones lose all their charm So embrace all the days Where the sun doesn’t shine And remember of the days that will come Remember that Without any rain The flowers will cease to grow
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Apr 12, 2014
Apr 12, 2014 at 9:16 PM UTC
The Wind and The Rain
You sit on your throne of lies Surrounded by people just like you, The sorts to turn and take All you have At the first sign of weakness You look down on me As I sit on my chair Woven with all my insecurities and fears Ones I should not have And yet here they are And I can’t help but blame you. There was judgment in your eyes As you tore down my walls of confidence A sense of enjoyment on your face Yet judging, always judging. I watch as friends turn to you The way they turned from me I watch as you pull My world down around me I move on from you I rebuild my life And re find friends And am finally happy again And yet there you are Judging, always judging, My every move Yet now I don’t see I watch as your throne is taken And can’t help but think Maybe, just maybe That judgement will be gone now But it’s still there I think it always will be You will always Be judging
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Mar 18, 2014
Mar 18, 2014 at 8:28 PM UTC
Judging, Always Judging
I often sit And wonder out loud Who my real friends are And who are in it for the ride I wonder what they see in me I wonder what they want I wonder how long it will be Till they tire of their charade What is it about me? That attracts the fake friends The horrible ones They bring you down with every word. How is it that I’ve ended up, Living in the shadows? Of people I call friends When will I turn my life around? And live in the sun
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Mar 18, 2014
Mar 18, 2014 at 4:19 PM UTC
Fake Friends
They left in numbers Too great to recall, Fighting for freedom And peace for us all. Many were young, And most were afraid, And all of them knew, The fate that they faced. And yet they still fought, Never gave up, To protect the world And all that they loved. We will remember, We will persevere, Keeping close What they fought for, For all those years. We shall move forward, We shall stand tall, We shall remember, Those who were torn. With the hope of tomorrow, We will conquered our fears, Facing our lives, Even when they seem hard to bear We will remember, We will live on, Striving for freedom, And peace for us all.
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Mar 2, 2014
Mar 2, 2014 at 4:25 PM UTC
We Will Remeber
Stars are made for wishes, Dreams are made for sleep, Life is made for living. So let’s not think, That everything we hope for, And everything we dream, Will come true every time, If we do not do.
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Mar 2, 2014
Mar 2, 2014 at 4:21 PM UTC
Hopes and Dreams
A sister is a person You have known since birth You taunt her and you tease her All your days on earth You call each other names And say horrible stuff You hurt each other all the time And call each other’s bluff And yet through all the hard times When trouble is near by Your sister is the one you call To talk to as you cry You laugh together Talk together And even though you fight You love your sister more each day All throughout your life Your sister is the one best friend You never got to pick But you know she will always be there Through the thick and thin She knows you and she loves you More than any friend She will always be there To guide you till the very end
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Mar 2, 2014
Mar 2, 2014 at 4:14 PM UTC
A sister
Darkness drips down the walls and hopelessness sets in. The good begins to fade and the horror and fears set in. It’s like watching the world breathe and carry on, As your breath is held and you fall behind. It’s like watching a light flicker and fade, And thinking there is no hope for more. It pain, fear and suffering, All your worries bought to life. Its anguish and burning With no chance of it relenting You sit in your cave, hidden away With only the darkness around you No one will see or notice you there Will anyone even care? Where is the help when it’s needed the most? Where are the people you need? How can it be that one little thing? Will define your life for good?
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Mar 2, 2014
Mar 2, 2014 at 3:36 AM UTC
The Unrelenting Darkness