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mimi-turnier
mimi-turnier
French I do photography and poetry. Only for myself. mimzies.tumblr.com I go by Mimz mostly
We **** ourselves to escape this hell But they say if we commit suicide We don’t go to heaven So where do we go If we escape the bad, to be rejected by the good
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May 30, 2013
May 30, 2013 at 7:39 PM UTC
Christian Suicide
You left me with the melodies of your voice That are now stained on to my favorite songs That you sung all the time Because I asked and begged for you to sing At every chance I had I guess I asked and begged because I knew That at one point you would be gone Like the bipolar rain That doesn't know if it should stay or leave So comes on and off I guess I asked and begged So I could remember your voice Just like my favorite songs That I still sing in my head
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May 13, 2013
May 13, 2013 at 8:34 PM UTC
Melodies
I stared at the ceiling Remembering when you joined me On the roof top last summer You called me Lilo And I questioning if you were drunk You said "No, I'm Stitch" I laughed and played along But you kept your face quiet serious You told me that just as I needed you You needed me And that together or not We would always be.
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May 11, 2013
May 11, 2013 at 3:57 PM UTC
Lilo and Stitch
Hello rain coating the my windows Having Olympic races to see who gets to the bottom Hello morning filled with hope and wonders Filled with yawns and excitement Filled with anticipation Hello dog walkers Hello birds Hello morning lovers Sleep tight morning haters Hello Mom Goodbye Dad.
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May 11, 2013
May 11, 2013 at 9:52 AM UTC
Hello
After a day that ends a 5 day cycle for two days that leaves you with heartaches. The 5 day cycle that either you enjoy, or have a deep hatred for. It's the on and off relationship that you have been dreading since the day your parents forced you into it in exchange for a smart child that would never disappoint. Too bad for the parents though, the deals in the relationship have been long broken, so why not just end it because no couples therapy would fix the wounds in this relationship. You open the door to a jumping dog that one of your sibling swill attend to when they come home, since you took the poor dog out in the morning enabling you to run late for school. Enabling the sassy math teacher that questions your every move to say "yes, please do disturb my class" though you came in as quietly as you could. Setting down all your belongings you take a deep breath, the room is cold. Not too cold, the wind leaves you with a nice spring breeze. You strip out your clothes but end up wearing a sweater because it's enough to prevent shivering. You curl up at the corner of your bed. Surrounding yourself with the quietness, except for the birds outside flying about singing their songs and dancing with their loves. Oh how you wish you were one of them. You take out a book, lay down on a pillow, and read. Because loneliness doesn't always mean that you don't have company.
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May 10, 2013
May 10, 2013 at 10:56 PM UTC
Friday
I wanted to say hi Today and yesterday They day before and maybe tomorrow also But as I gained the strength in my feet And the air in my lungs You turned around And the feel of Nostalgia had begun.
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May 10, 2013
May 10, 2013 at 10:32 PM UTC
Nostalgia