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mortal-scotish-angel
Everybody is a genius, but if you judge a fish on it's ability to climb a tree, it will live it's whole life believing that it is stupid- Albert Einstein
It’s a lonely feeling, the feeling like you want to die It is not something you tell people, but something to hide Life is precious and exciting, but what a cruel lie For the things I’ve seen and been through is nothing to try I cut to release the pressure building inside It helps for a while, but comes back double in size The deeper the cut the more it goes But the deeper the cut, the more it flows The scars are not beautiful, they scream my desire If only I was brave enough to cut a little wider The blood will flow and cannot be stopped I will be free but at such a massive cost The black hole that sits in my soul Devours the life of happiness I’m told God does not love me God does not care Maybe I will feel more at home in the land of despair I’ll be accepted by the ones who have gone before me The cowards who have chosen the hanging tree Made for people who have done nothing but be I’ll suffer, but I won’t suffer alone I guess that’s better than being unknown…
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Jun 2, 2016
Jun 2, 2016 at 10:30 AM UTC
Poem no. 13
Take me to a place where I can run Through the hills without tiring, Where I can swim to the depths Of the sea without drowning, Where I can fly through the sky Without falling… Take me to a land where horse can fly, Where trees sing and dance in tune, Where birds grow the to the size of elephants, And humans turn into wolves… Take me to a place filled with magic, Take me to a place saved by freedom, Take me to heaven.
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May 29, 2016
May 29, 2016 at 5:25 AM UTC
Poem no. 12
A sorry message just for you I don’t know what happened And I’m positive you don’t know too I thought I should just send You a message just to say How horrible I felt the whole day Sitting silent with you by my side Made me feel like a dying tide If I knew what it would feel? More like the needle on a spinning wheel Temptation to end the loneliness I felt Deserts freeze and icebergs melt Total chaos without you their I sat in turmoil of great despair Please forgive my ******* mode I hate to be in solitude I thought you were angry I thought you didn’t care But it was me being stupid, insecure and scared I perceive things as I think they are I’m wrong most of the time I realised this in the car And now I write you another poem Hoping to let you see what you should know I’m a horrible, terrible friend But I will need you until the very end I’m selfish and rude with a lot to say So please forgive me if you may I am daft and full of **** And you are the one that should use wit That I am a sad, negative soul Who doesn’t deserve to be whole And with you by my side that is what I will be A force to behold with my Parabaiti
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Feb 3, 2016
Feb 3, 2016 at 9:54 AM UTC
Poem no. 11
My life would be a tale of decay Darkness clouding my life in disarray Loneliness would be my only acquaintance Taunting me with bitter conversations Thinking back to the days before you Happiness seizes and hatred flows true Humans were brutal, psychotic machines Destroyers of pure, lifetime dreams The one who I can completely trust The one who will tread through dust Taught me to see with a new perspective And helped me through what I would never have expected Cleared my mind of hatful rings Showed true friendship in everything Helping me live through all the rough Made me feel like I was good enough Brought me into her wonderful life And made a true sacrifice Promising a friendship fierce and strong Parabaiti for life in a beautiful song.
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Jan 6, 2016
Jan 6, 2016 at 5:09 PM UTC
Poem no. 10
We see without looking We eat without tasting We live by surviving Yet not living at all We say without knowing We learn without growing We live by surviving Yet not living at all We step without watching We hope without acting We survive by living Yet not living at all We trust too generously And wonder why we get hurt We lie so easily Yet wonder why we aren’t told the truth We live without appreciating And die wishing we did more We live by surviving Yet not living at all
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Dec 23, 2015
Dec 23, 2015 at 6:45 AM UTC
Poem no. 9
Running through the forest, into the night A fire grows strong, a murderous light Burning the living and eating the dead The fire grows hungry, leaving havoc in its stead Weakening the giants, making them tumble Falling to the ground, an echoing rumble Ground shaking, twigs breaking Running for my life, escaping my demise Death is knocking at my door My heart speeds as I soar Trees fall as I fly, feeling so lost I can’t deny, death is near My time has come, falling to the ground Filled with contentment, heaven shines down Created by the same God Grown with the same love I feel no pain, my sufferance gone The trees and I have become one
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Sep 12, 2015
Sep 12, 2015 at 1:17 PM UTC
Poem no. 8
The full moon in all its glory A beam of light, an epic story The moon was once a piece of rock Useless to the universe, a massive shock When the bang made this tiny specimen A wondrous beauty, a well learnt lesson The earth praised this magnificent candlelight The moon created waves as a gift, a glorious sight The flat, unmoving waters, now an unending dance Humans caught by its splendour in a delightful trance Blinded by its unyielding power The moon did not stop, flooding to devour The Gods took away the moons full beauty Leaving upon it, a terrible duty The moon full for only three days, only to wait A fortnight again to be whole, it was abate It is a truth known; only the weak minded lose to shame To see innocence turn evil by power, a wicked game Power is given to those who are worthy Worthy are those who control power and show mercy.
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Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 10:39 AM UTC
Poem no. 7
The death of a sibling so greatly seen Forever lost, an object of feen Losing one so young is all but a sin Hatred boiling throughout my kin Never having been able to say goodbye Bellowing throughout the house, my piercing cry I live to walk alone without my support The death of my sister has made me distraught A punishment for all my crimes God’s grace is all but dimes Screaming out for her return Left with nothing but a yearn The death of an enemy so terribly lost The one that you've hated, at what cost Never will you be able to say sorry To all the wrongs committed, the worry A teaching in life for which I’ve learnt Love the ones you've dangerously burnt Regret is a pain that eats at your soul A reckoning that defeats the biggest blow Life and death work in a mysterious way One cannot live without the others decay Although one must start for one to end The Alpha and Omega, the worlds amend.
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Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 4:39 PM UTC
Poem no. 6
Everyday I wake with a pain, Forever in my chest, it will rein The feeling so cold, it freezes my soul A payment I must give, a living toll I have never felt so alone In those few seconds that are known So many before me have lived this lie That life is some mysterious high But for the rest, each day is a test To see who will overcome being suppressed Living a life of lies and deceit Trying to be accepted, but becoming effete Some people that have lost all hope become weak Giving in to the decision to perish, they die in defeat Those critical seconds of choice One of the few moments when some have a voice They could decide to just give up and die Or to choose to continue prospering and fly Or curl in a ball of loneliness and sorrow Questioning their life and hating tomorrow I wish I were saved from this life changing decision So I know there is some sort of provision Stopping me from losing hope and ending it all I want to die when the time is right, a willing fall.
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Aug 8, 2015
Aug 8, 2015 at 10:54 AM UTC
Poem no. 5
The emptiness of love, known throughout her heart Painted in a deathly black ink, a widely known art The hurt and loss of the mother she once knew All but a monster for which was far too true Never thinking what was wrong with her praised angel The little girl blamed herself for everything deemed fatal It was her wrong doing for the horrendous money arrangement It was her fault for the termination of her father’s unholy engagement This story has been played continuously throughout history However the ending of it has always been a mystery How could so many humans treat their own so poorly? How could someone's subconscious let this nightmare become average cruelty? We must stand against such abuse for the future race Letting people act this way is human’s biggest disgrace Abuse, no matter how small, should be destroyed The love for humanity should become greatly employed Equality is a right our ancestors fought and died for We cannot let it become our greatest downfall.
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Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 4:07 PM UTC
Poem no. 4