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melissa-calopiz
melissa-calopiz
American im not a writer
The restlessness of the people The elegant city Along with the formless game of our nervous and sporadic games I admired the gardens And the pale gold odor of the kiss-me-at-the-gate It certainly was lovely And I, a beautiful little fool Hadn’t ceased looking The astounding presence And his well-loved eyes And we danced while the church bells rang in the village alongshore The world and its mistress Twinkled hilariously on the lawn And living an illusion never felt so extraordinary
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Mar 5, 2014
Mar 5, 2014 at 4:46 PM UTC
The World and Its Mistress
sometimes I wish my face was a little paler my hair a little darker my lips a little more defined painted red like the poisoned apple sometimes I wish I was drop dead gorgeous that people would stop and stare or double take when I walk by I want a face of pure perfection of pure beauty a flawless face, if you will a look that can go from "I'm a total sweetheart" to "don't get in my way" in a matter of seconds I want people to be intimidated when I look them in the eye I want to be the girl that you think is completely psychotic but somehow the girl you can't stop thinking about and the girl that you can't help but fall in love with even though you know nothing about her not even her name the girl who is a closed book and locked with a key that you're absolutely dying to have the girl you want to know every single thing about bad habits and good habits and everything in between
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Feb 2, 2014
Feb 2, 2014 at 11:13 PM UTC
Snow White
I remember The first time I told you that I loved you We spent the whole day together And I was so tired And you walked me to my car I sat sideways in the front seat, door open, facing you And we kissed And just as you were about to close the door I said it It took all that I had It felt like I had breathed my last breath I was so nervous I wanted to explode And the two seconds between the time when I said it and when you said it back Was the most agonizing time of my life And when I drove away I cried I cried out of pure joy and love for you And that was the best day of my life
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Jan 19, 2014
Jan 19, 2014 at 12:41 AM UTC
the first time
"new year, new me" the ultimate cliché of new years day spoken by people who think that they can change who they are just because the calendar resets people who feel like they can reinvent themselves and try to change all the trouble they've caused in the past but in the back of their minds they call ******** and they know that they can't be changed because nobody changes no matter how hard they try
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Jan 2, 2014
Jan 2, 2014 at 7:06 PM UTC
new year, same person
It's been so long since I've felt this way Since I've had someone who needs me As much as I need them The fact that you're now mine Makes me feel like every single day is worth living I go numb every time I start thinking about you And I'm shaking And I can't finish this poem because of all the emotion that has come over me trying to write it And because I'm so incredibly in love with you
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Dec 23, 2013
Dec 23, 2013 at 12:37 AM UTC
unfinished
You expect so much from me You expect too much from me I don't know how long it will take to make you realize that I can't be the person you want me to be I can't be the smartest The prettiest The most efficient Or the hardest working person you expect me to be I can't do all of that And the fact that you're disappointed that I can't live up to your great expectations Makes me feel like you won't continue support me When I'm not the smartest Or the prettiest Or the most efficient Or the hardest working person in the room And maybe it's because you don't know what it's like To be under so much pressure From every single person around you But the least you could do Is try to understand what I'm going through And if you can't even do that for me Then what can you do for me?
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Dec 16, 2013
Dec 16, 2013 at 10:07 PM UTC
[Not So] Great Expectations
It's one of those days where you feel tired for absolutely no reason at all and you're so incredibly sad but you don't know why and the people around you annoy the crap out of you and you sulk through the hallways not allowing anybody to touch you or even try to talk to you and you feel pressured from everybody around you to try hard and to do your best and to never give up but you know deep down that you can't do it and you can never do it and all the sadness from painful the memories and the faces of the people who have hurt you in the past start to pour out of you like a waterfall and before you know it- You're sitting alone in your car And you're crying And you feel so alone And you feel like no matter what you do The sadness won't go away And it will never go away
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Dec 10, 2013
Dec 10, 2013 at 7:45 PM UTC
One of those days
I am constantly worried About what tomorrow will be like I'm scared of what will be Or what won't be What if I see you again What if you come back Or what if you dont Or what if maybe I never see you again The phrase, "What if..." races through my mind every single day And I never know what's going to happen And it scares the ever living hell out of me
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Dec 8, 2013
Dec 8, 2013 at 9:38 PM UTC
what if's
I'm sitting across from you Thinking to myself There isn't anything I wouldn't give To make you stay for just a little bit longer
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Dec 8, 2013
Dec 8, 2013 at 5:36 PM UTC
Untitled
One day you look in the mirror And you give yourself a thumbs up and say, "I'm a champion" And the next day Looking back at the mirror You think to yourself that what you see is repulsive And disgusting And that what you see is so disappointing And you're not satisfied And you start thinking, "Is this really how people see me?" Not good enough and never good enough And you give up And you stop trying to be that champion you saw yourself as before When you're a child You aim for the sky You cast your nets far and wide And aim your arrows high Until the day that you realize that eventually everything falls Eventually, the arrow will come back And you don't have the freedom you thought you had When you were young And now you're stuck Constantly looking into that same mirror Thinking about all the time and money and resources that you don't have to do what you want Or even the motivation to do what you want Because now you know That's not how the world works
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Dec 7, 2013
Dec 7, 2013 at 4:56 PM UTC
that stupid mirror