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molly-nixon
molly-nixon
Just a hula-hooping yinzer that's thoroughly enjoyed writing poetry since elementary school (:
Poems aren't stories, but I'll tell you one anyway This tale isn't a happy one, so be warned if you stay I met a boy, it was about a year back I thought he was funny, but it wasn't much more than that I spent three months chasing a different boy, I thought he was quite the find Little did I know that the first boy; I was always on his mind And so came the time where I gave up on boy number two For a while I kept to myself, I still didn't think about you Then suddenly one day, I opened my eyes And after that you stood out from all other guys I made a brave move, and I dared you to play You were up for the game, but I didn't know if you'd stay It only took one move, our romance rolled into action I'd sneak into your house, we craved that passion It didn't take long for you to slip that big word But the word "girlfriend" was the happiest thing I'd ever heard Now listen here, this may sound silly But you were my first, and I couldn't help but worry Come the end August, I knew you'd have to leave College isn't something we could take on with ease But you wrote that letter, I believed every promise you said I believed in them so much, I memorized them in my head "Don't forget about me, I know I won't forget about you" You thought I was lying, but I remember that line too It wasn't easy, but I say we did pretty well Little did I know we were headed for hell College is a busy place, school takes up a lot of time But for your girlfriend, a lot of that time was mine I'd hear from you less, and you'd apologize when you could So I'd just smile and forgive you like I knew that I should I knew what I was getting into, I was prepared for the fights He thought he was too, but not for the lonely nights Ill bet you didn't see this next one coming, it's such a plot twist He texted me one night, this boy that I missed He texted me, the boy I didn't notice for a very long time He texted me, the boy who I now labeled as mine He texted me, the boy I dared to play a game He texted me, the boy who said he'd always feel the same He texted me, the boy who I'd sneak out to see He texted me, the boy whom I loved, with that he'd agree He texted me to tell me a relationship wasn't going to last And suddenly, in four text messages you became a thing of the past He texted me. No, he did not call And because of that, my world began to fall But wait it's not over, don't walk away I've realized something, and it's something I'd like to say I don't care who reads this, the audience should be unclear Didn't you notice, I used the word 'you' in places you shouldn't hear There's only one person who I care about reading this And I want him to know something, my last opportunity was missed I do not hate you, but I do hate this one part It's the only thing I hate, it's straight from the heart I hate that you couldn't stand up to me, I hate that you couldn't even call But you know what else, I hate that I still don't hate you I don't hate you at all
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Aug 13, 2016
Aug 13, 2016 at 7:02 AM UTC
This Isn't a Story
Poems aren't stories, but I'll tell you one anyway This tale isn't a happy one, so be warned if you stay I met a boy, it was about a year back I thought he was funny, but it wasn't much more than that I spent three months chasing a different boy, I thought he was quite the find Little did I know that the first boy; I was always on his mind And so came the time where I gave up on boy number two For a while I kept to myself, I still didn't think about you Then suddenly one day, I opened my eyes And after that you stood out from all other guys I made a brave move, and I dared you to play You were up for the game, but I didn't know if you'd stay It only took one move, our romance rolled into action I'd sneak into your house, we craved that passion It didn't take long for you to slip that big word But the word "girlfriend" was the happiest thing I'd ever heard Now listen here, this may sound silly But you were my first, and I couldn't help but worry Come the end August, I knew you'd have to leave College isn't something we could take on with ease But you wrote that letter, I believed every promise you said I believed in them so much, I memorized them in my head "Don't forget about me, I know I won't forget about you" You thought I was lying, but I remember that line too It wasn't easy, but I say we did pretty well Little did I know we were headed for hell College is a busy place, school takes up a lot of time But for your girlfriend, a lot of that time was mine I'd hear from you less, and you'd apologize when you could So I'd just smile and forgive you like I knew that I should I knew what I was getting into, I was prepared for the fights He thought he was too, but not for the lonely nights Ill bet you didn't see this next one coming, it's such a plot twist He texted me one night, this boy that I missed He texted me, the boy I didn't notice for a very long time He texted me, the boy who I now labeled as mine He texted me, the boy I dared to play a game He texted me, the boy who said he'd always feel the same He texted me, the boy who I'd sneak out to see He texted me, the boy whom I loved, with that he'd agree He texted me to tell me a relationship wasn't going to last And suddenly, in four text messages you became a thing of the past He texted me. No, he did not call And because of that, my world began to fall But wait it's not over, don't walk away I've realized something, and it's something I'd like to say I don't care who reads this, the audience should be unclear Didn't you notice, I used the word 'you' in places you shouldn't hear There's only one person who I care about reading this And I want him to know something, my last opportunity was missed I do not hate you, but I do hate this one part It's the only thing I hate, it's straight from the heart I hate that you couldn't stand up to me, I hate that you couldn't even call But you know what else, I hate that I still don't hate you I don't hate you at all
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On the verge of self disgrace I just can't wait to leave this place Even if it's just mere weeks This town won't hold the things I seek I want to be a better me To write my new reality And though it brings anxiety I'll shed my skin, the inside you'll see Independent financially, A soul unchained that must go free I'm dripping with vitality I urge on, accepting brutality I finally found my inspiration Confident, full of motivation With determination, through and through I will move forward, bold and true.
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Aug 4, 2016
Aug 4, 2016 at 4:02 AM UTC
One Step Forward
This beat's got some heat, The sound of elite Then a rhythm so discreet Love in a sound, brings you to your feet Feel the bass pound Then something's been found The wings to your heart as they stretch out You wonder if such a feeling's allowed Oh, the sound! It's the best Your heart soars out of your chest and you feel the momentum You hear the words and know who wrote them, meant them These are the moments where you love how you spent them And much like the way a firework burns The moment is gone and your heart returns You may forget the wonderful color But remember the sound as you've heard no other
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Jun 22, 2016
Jun 22, 2016 at 2:01 AM UTC
Your Favorite Song
I warned you, son. "Don't break her heart." Now you think about that while I rip you apart. I don't know what it is you seek, but my sister is out of your league. Failed to see how lucky you were. Did not heed my warning when you texted her What kind of ***** breaks up via texting? The same little ***** that thinks bussing is flexing. She'll move onto better, just for a toy. She won't wait long for a mere busboy. I could go on forever about things that you lack. Like, interest, money, a life, a six-pack. You'll never be good enough for my little sister, but I hope she's moved on when you realize you've missed her.
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Nov 13, 2015
Nov 13, 2015 at 12:33 AM UTC
To The Boy That Broke My Sister's Heart
Prepare for battle, rally the troops. Don't test someone with nothing to lose. That's just my advice, you'll do as you choose. Don't be sad to see go the people you've used. You set off the bomb that you should have diffused. Please just don't speak; we don't want an excuse.
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Nov 13, 2015
Nov 13, 2015 at 12:08 AM UTC
The "Quit My Job" Blues
There is no such thing as a bad writer, just one who isn't sad - not sad enough.
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Nov 12, 2015
Nov 12, 2015 at 5:15 PM UTC
Writer
Don't ask the gambler about where the cards fall, Not only will he bet against you, he will bet it all.
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Nov 12, 2015
Nov 12, 2015 at 5:10 PM UTC
Gambler's Deception
one small step forward, slowly & surely Don't know where I'll end up, I just hope I'm worthy. I want something that's mine so I don't have to share it Am I a fool to believe there's something I may merit? Time to break it down Let's get out of this town I don't wanna stick around What would you put at stake? Would you let a heart break if it was never yours to take? I can feel the world quaking, Wait, that's just my hands shaking. Second guess decisions I'm making Like, what kind of life is this? Is there another wave of consciousness? Or is this just all there is? Wait, I think I lost ya, I'd explain but it'll cost ya. There's not much point anyway cause no one's really here to stay. When I'm in my head, I drift away. I get quiet when there's lots to say, in hopes some good will float my way.
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Nov 12, 2015
Nov 12, 2015 at 5:05 PM UTC
Second Guessing
It's another one of those nights anxiety reaches new heights. Pound back the bottle and try not to start fights. Split the blunt, if you don't roll it, I might. Hold me tight Remind me what it's like to feel right I've lost sight of where I'm going The hardest part is not knowing I wipe off the mascara, though my pain is still showing But no one is there and no one really cares. I'll just pack up and go somewhere.
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Nov 12, 2015
Nov 12, 2015 at 4:58 PM UTC
Where you goin'?
Lift you up, hold me down. Whatever happens, please stay around. Life is a chess game, and I think I'm your pawn I get the feeling that soon you'll be gone. I understand that there are sights to be seen, but here stands the pawn that wants to be queen. I thought you were a king, not a knight with no sword. Now I stand as queen because I crossed the board. Little did I know that's how you had planned it. Now comes the suffrage of this queen's gambit.
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Nov 12, 2015
Nov 12, 2015 at 4:47 PM UTC
The Queen's Gambit