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nina-5
nina-5
a fifteen year old loser child who loves to radiate positive vibes I really have no idea what I'm doing with my life. I hope you all enjoy reading my (attempts at) poems.
Insecurities We all have things that we don't like about ourselves, it maybe your laugh, or your hands maybe even your voice, whatever it is; don't you think it's insane that they can stop you? Stop you from finding yourself, stop you from meeting new people, or maybe stop you from taking a massive risk in life. This 'thing' you need to overcome it, no matter how hard it is to. You need to accept that you're actually beyond compare, there's only one of you, so how can you compare a rose to a tulip? The rose has thorns but does that make it any less beautiful? The tulip may not stand out but does that make it any less wonderful? You shouldn't feel insecure because those 'things' make up you, once you learn to accept them you can live your life to the fullest. Along the way you might find someone who not only accepts them but falls in love with them too and brings you happiness. ( n.a )
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Mar 29, 2014
Mar 29, 2014 at 4:50 AM UTC
8am thoughts
At first I thought we would be eternally one From that day you arrived and broke down my wall When you said goodbye our story was done You took everything after I gave you my all And so I sit, today with this pen in my hand Rewriting the things I wish you had said Maybe the story behind you’d understand And from me, astray you would not have led The scars all over me you would have seen If I had confessed the truth much more soon So much more happier we could have been Aligned with the lovely stars and the moon But you’ll never come back and I know why Your new angel is who you’ll stay beside.
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Mar 1, 2014
Mar 1, 2014 at 3:00 PM UTC
Kissed by death
31/12/13 Dear you, Here's what I never plan of telling you. I love you and I like you then after a while I end up hating you, I don't understand how it's possible to feel so much love yet so much hatred for just one person. You’re fascinating yet so ridiculous, and oh so heavenly it's as if God had sent you so I get a taste how heaven feels like and I am never to sin again. They say it's the imperfections that make a person perfect, well you must have a sack full of imperfections because you are beyond flawless. It pains me to see you hurting over a girl who doesn't feel even lightly the same way you do towards her; you've been lingering on the memories for so long that you haven't realised it's already been two years. She’s just being friendly yet you’re letting her tug your heart strings like you’re an old guitar in the attic. I guess I could say the same to myself though. I like it when you laugh, I like it when you tease me about the silliest things, I like it when you just say simple things. I like it when you ask me questions, I like it when I realise you know me so well. I like it when you play the song you hate on the guitar just because you know that I love it. I'm just about in love with every little thing there is about you. Even when you’re not talking to me I realise a simple “hi” means a lot to me. Just as I'm completing my daily routine you suddenly appear in my mind. It’s all so cliche it makes me giggle yet hurl. The girl who ended up falling for her bestfriend. You know that I love reading and it’s funny the stories I read they're all overused and predictable but I still loved reading them because I'm a sucker for a good old fairytale ending. The quiet, shy girl has a bestfriend who knew her since childhood he's the popular attractive guy everyone seems to love. He's had many girlfriends who in the end broke his heart, throughout all of that his bestfriend has stuck by his side. In the end the two friends end up together happily in love and realising what they had was special and forever. That’s when I remember life isn't a fairytale nothing’s ever that easy or predicable in real life; that’s when I also realised we’re so different honestly I don’t understand how we even talk to each other. It's strange we hardly have any common interests, other than the fact we both love music but even our taste is completely different. It's four am in the morning and here I am writing about only a quarter of things I'll never tell you, maybe you'll find out one day or maybe you won't. Lifes unpredictable isn't it? ( n.a )
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Dec 30, 2013
Dec 30, 2013 at 11:27 PM UTC
Dear you
31/12/13 Dear you, Here's what I never plan of telling you. I love you and I like you then after a while I end up hating you, I don't understand how it's possible to feel so much love yet so much hatred for just one person. You’re fascinating yet so ridiculous, and oh so heavenly it's as if God had sent you so I get a taste how heaven feels like and I am never to sin again. They say it's the imperfections that make a person perfect, well you must have a sack full of imperfections because you are beyond flawless. It pains me to see you hurting over a girl who doesn't feel even lightly the same way you do towards her; you've been lingering on the memories for so long that you haven't realised it's already been two years. She’s just being friendly yet you’re letting her tug your heart strings like you’re an old guitar in the attic. I guess I could say the same to myself though. I like it when you laugh, I like it when you tease me about the silliest things, I like it when you just say simple things. I like it when you ask me questions, I like it when I realise you know me so well. I like it when you play the song you hate on the guitar just because you know that I love it. I'm just about in love with every little thing there is about you. Even when you’re not talking to me I realise a simple “hi” means a lot to me. Just as I'm completing my daily routine you suddenly appear in my mind. It’s all so cliche it makes me giggle yet hurl. The girl who ended up falling for her bestfriend. You know that I love reading and it’s funny the stories I read they're all overused and predictable but I still loved reading them because I'm a sucker for a good old fairytale ending. The quiet, shy girl has a bestfriend who knew her since childhood he's the popular attractive guy everyone seems to love. He's had many girlfriends who in the end broke his heart, throughout all of that his bestfriend has stuck by his side. In the end the two friends end up together happily in love and realising what they had was special and forever. That’s when I remember life isn't a fairytale nothing’s ever that easy or predicable in real life; that’s when I also realised we’re so different honestly I don’t understand how we even talk to each other. It's strange we hardly have any common interests, other than the fact we both love music but even our taste is completely different. It's four am in the morning and here I am writing about only a quarter of things I'll never tell you, maybe you'll find out one day or maybe you won't. Lifes unpredictable isn't it? ( n.a )
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I want to get lost, stumble into a place of unkown. I'll look around and see nothing, correction nothing that's familliar to me. My heart will race, no sentence I mumble to myself will sound right. On my left I'll see a pairs of bodies, they're all lifeless but smiles are plastered on their faces. On my right I'll see you, looking up I follow your gaze and my eyes thread together in confusion I do see something pale moonlight and stars splashed across a midnight canvas. I'll ask what we're doing here, you'll reply, "We're lost my dear, just like you wanted to be"
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Dec 7, 2013
Dec 7, 2013 at 7:03 PM UTC
Lost
Still to this day the brightest of stars can't compare to your eyes.
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Nov 23, 2013
Nov 23, 2013 at 10:41 AM UTC
eyes
You appeared out of the darkness in my mind, like a star, a light, an angel perhaps? As much as I'd like to say you were the one to save me, the truth is you didn't. You were a beautiful distraction, a magical daydream that suddenly ends every night. I crash, falling right into an endless gap as if the earth was devouring me. It all turns blank whenever you leave. The pain is once again numbed when you return. You're a drug, the worst drug there is. Will you be the one that ends up killing me?
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Nov 13, 2013
Nov 13, 2013 at 4:32 PM UTC
Untitled
The most painful scars are the ones others cannot see, the ones that are left on the mind.
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Nov 1, 2013
Nov 1, 2013 at 2:50 PM UTC
Scars
I want to fall in love with you so deeply to a point I can't bring myself up. Late at night I want your name written all over my young mind to a point where I can't ever erase it. During the day only the memories of you and I to play in my head over and over again, to a point where I turn insane. See I want all of these things, just as long as you stay with me. If you leave all that would **** me.
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Oct 31, 2013
Oct 31, 2013 at 8:28 PM UTC
fall in love
for you my dear I am an Autumn leaf carelessly falling without a sense in my mind.
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Oct 29, 2013
Oct 29, 2013 at 6:35 PM UTC
Autumn leaf
When the stars start to appear and it's time for the town to sleep I'll stay up wondering about all the things that you and I could be.
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Oct 28, 2013
Oct 28, 2013 at 4:49 PM UTC
You and I