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lydia-pinder
lydia-pinder
20/F The simple things in life are all I need.
my stretch marks show I've grown, but my mind also indicates, that I've been through a shift.
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Aug 19, 2018
Aug 19, 2018 at 10:30 AM UTC
growing pains
I have so much depth to me, I’m sorry if I made you drown
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Jul 16, 2018
Jul 16, 2018 at 2:26 PM UTC
Please swim
Why are you hiding Your hand in your pocket When mine is here Ready to encase yours. I’m safer than a pouch, So why don’t you just Let your hand out.
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Jul 16, 2018
Jul 16, 2018 at 6:25 AM UTC
Why don’t you want to hold my hand, is there something wrong with me?
I’ll never forget, How I cried When I opened the flood gates to my heart And you sat opposite And laughed.
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Jul 7, 2018
Jul 7, 2018 at 11:15 PM UTC
I’ll never forgive
How can you carry on filling someone’s else’s cup, When yours is running empty, And hasn’t been tended to in so long. Please give some affection back to me
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Jun 27, 2018
Jun 27, 2018 at 6:17 AM UTC
Glass completely empty
The breaths in my throat, Are stuck like waves lapping at The sides of a boat, Willing to be pushed out to shore, My heart has been stopping, Then racing, Like ores on the surface, Determined to win a race. My mind, Has been the ******* That tangles and kills sea life And poisons swimmers. I have become lost, In theses vast seas, Just thinking of the amount, I haven’t explored, Gives me So much A N X I E T Y
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Jun 23, 2018
Jun 23, 2018 at 8:40 PM UTC
Pollution
The hinges of my arms Will open like doors for you, My mouth Your welcome mat, Hang your troubles on your back Upon my shoulders, Let me bear the weight. Light the fire in My tummy, hug me And we will both be warmed, Open up my windows And I will air our thoughts, My chest is a perfect cushion, Where your head gently moulds, Just stop and rest upon me And let yourself unfold, . . . So why don’t you slip your key in again, The spare one, that matches mine. See what you may unlock, For I am what will house you, When the world spits you out, I will always be your shelter, The place you can Kick your shoes off and stretch your feet For I am always here, Saving you a seat. In this home, There will forever be, A fire burning, Windows open, Doors ajar, No matter how long you’ve travelled, Or however near Or far. This home will always be here, Eyes glowing, Waiting for that key twist In her door.
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Jun 23, 2018
Jun 23, 2018 at 8:20 PM UTC
Abode
my mind tangles like locket necklaces, i am constantly seeking their paths,    i'm not too sure    how to explain    what is tucked snug in these    silver traps but when i pry them from their tight clasp, photos from my past, and thoughts of the present, tumble free, before snapping closed once more, but they always catch a part of me.      these confused gold veins in my mind      tangle and their hearts snap closed in a single beat,      and      i wonder      why i ever opened up      at all.
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Jun 18, 2018
Jun 18, 2018 at 2:57 PM UTC
jewellery box
people who say, it takes time to change, don't tell the truth, because the woman in the sky always alters, and that there, is proof.
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Mar 13, 2018
Mar 13, 2018 at 6:36 PM UTC
I can change like the moon
Time soothes me, it rounds me like her face. it's sound is the beat, that synchronises with mine. the hands hold me, so I stand, the tick of time.
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Nov 1, 2017
Nov 1, 2017 at 6:51 PM UTC
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