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nina-nichole
American
you make my heart flutter like the pages of a stop motion sketch pad you make my voice stutter like a skipping cd track th- th- that girl is my true horizon pure perspective through the looking glass dance stop make it fast make it slow make me go in in in and out of phases like the moon wane on wax off stars shining and i am lost in your constellations in your subtle body language i find full conversation colorful like a diverse nation of words and thought bringing movement into still life paintings you make my canvas come alive inspire me hire me to enhance your dimensions dynamic with multiple angles you've got chimes in your voice vibrating like wrist bangles gently placed upon an angels wing because when you speak you sing melodies and harmonies lullabies and symphonies take me please to live in your music box and ill be your ballerina dancing when you wind me up twirling without giving up faith in you. you are my muse you are the object of my poetic affection.
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Jul 18, 2010
Jul 18, 2010 at 9:47 PM UTC
music box
I wish you could see you through my eyes I wish you could feel you through my hands I wish you could hold you through my arms I wish you could hear you through my ears I wish you could remember you through my memories I wish you could kiss you through my lips I wish you could trace you through my finger tips I wish you could love you through my imperfections I wish you could want you through my desires I wish you could need you through my missing pieces I wish you could be you through me Then you’d truly understand my compulsion My yearnings my cravings my convulsions of the heart When you’re far away And I feel lost Searching my soul Gluing together parts that mostly don’t fit but hoping they’ll grow in adaptation You’d truly understand my love for you past differences and abrasive conversions Through opposing opinions and words better left unsaid You’d truly understand that we are greater than the sums of our lesser parts That we don’t have to be divided by the greatest common disagreement Between us You’d truly understand that of everything i've experienced You have brought the most joy You have caused the least pain You have showed me the most beauty The most compassion You have showed me another way to love Another way to love me Another way to love you You’d truly understand that you’re worth more than you think you’ve earned thus far That you’re value is not something to be weighed or measured It doesn’t matter what your GPA is Or what grade you earned in math class It isn’t defined by where you came from It isn’t described by the color of your skin It isn’t limited to your insecurities Because it transcends And rises above the bad days The days that you feel awkward The days that you regret You’d truly realize that you are most beautiful when you are vulnerable You are most beautiful when you aren’t strong You are most beautiful when you aren't sure You are most beautiful when you make me feel like Cool stones in a creek, the way you wash over me You make me feel like A flower grown taller than the rest You make me feel like my childhood memories The ones I cherish and long to remember You make me feel like a canary Singing more passionately than the rest of the flock You make me feel like the hands of time slowing down To extend each moment spent with you You make me feel like the tide And you the moon pulling me through the days You make me feel like who I am when no one is watching When no one is listening You make me feel like me. And I wish you could read this poem through my train of thought I wish you could realize how it doesn’t feel close to accurate enough in expressing how I feel. I wish I could see me Through you.
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Jul 17, 2010
Jul 17, 2010 at 8:27 AM UTC
For Liyah
I wish you could see you through my eyes I wish you could feel you through my hands I wish you could hold you through my arms I wish you could hear you through my ears I wish you could remember you through my memories I wish you could kiss you through my lips I wish you could trace you through my finger tips I wish you could love you through my imperfections I wish you could want you through my desires I wish you could need you through my missing pieces I wish you could be you through me Then you’d truly understand my compulsion My yearnings my cravings my convulsions of the heart When you’re far away And I feel lost Searching my soul Gluing together parts that mostly don’t fit but hoping they’ll grow in adaptation You’d truly understand my love for you past differences and abrasive conversions Through opposing opinions and words better left unsaid You’d truly understand that we are greater than the sums of our lesser parts That we don’t have to be divided by the greatest common disagreement Between us You’d truly understand that of everything i've experienced You have brought the most joy You have caused the least pain You have showed me the most beauty The most compassion You have showed me another way to love Another way to love me Another way to love you You’d truly understand that you’re worth more than you think you’ve earned thus far That you’re value is not something to be weighed or measured It doesn’t matter what your GPA is Or what grade you earned in math class It isn’t defined by where you came from It isn’t described by the color of your skin It isn’t limited to your insecurities Because it transcends And rises above the bad days The days that you feel awkward The days that you regret You’d truly realize that you are most beautiful when you are vulnerable You are most beautiful when you aren’t strong You are most beautiful when you aren't sure You are most beautiful when you make me feel like Cool stones in a creek, the way you wash over me You make me feel like A flower grown taller than the rest You make me feel like my childhood memories The ones I cherish and long to remember You make me feel like a canary Singing more passionately than the rest of the flock You make me feel like the hands of time slowing down To extend each moment spent with you You make me feel like the tide And you the moon pulling me through the days You make me feel like who I am when no one is watching When no one is listening You make me feel like me. And I wish you could read this poem through my train of thought I wish you could realize how it doesn’t feel close to accurate enough in expressing how I feel. I wish I could see me Through you.
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How can this be? How can everything I've worked for be taken away from me? How can everything I was fighting for fade so fast? I'll never know what makes the time pass, Maybe it's just that the hands on the clock keep moving, No matter how much I'm loosing. Sometimes i feel like gravity wants more than to pull me down, But to pull me through, And away from you, Even kicking and screaming, I'll never wake up when I'm dreaming, Of my undoing, Still I wonder, what keeps me moving? Lying on this beach, I realize that things so close, could be so out of reach, And its ironic to think, That just because my eyes blink, Doesn't mean they've run dry, Because it's years later, And still I cry. I just can't sustain, What I thought I could, because things won't change, They exist in the same Light, they always have And it hurts to laugh, When you feel so broken inside, It feels so necessary be in plain view but still hide. Because even in a room so full, I feel so empty, Like a walking shell, I've always known how to conceal myself well, So by the time you think you're close, I've done everything that I feel im supposed, To do to protect what's left of my withering heart, Because even when everyone's together I feel so apart. And demons of this world have taken better souls than me, Torn by the wreckage, and drowning in the seas, We all have a journey, all have a path to follow, And even when consumed by pain, I still feel hollow. And this is sending me to my knees, Hands together, begging please, Give me something to live for, Show me life is so much more, Than it appears to me.
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Jul 16, 2010
Jul 16, 2010 at 4:22 PM UTC
Twice as Empty, Half as Sad
How can this be? How can everything I've worked for be taken away from me? How can everything I was fighting for fade so fast? I'll never know what makes the time pass, Maybe it's just that the hands on the clock keep moving, No matter how much I'm loosing. Sometimes i feel like gravity wants more than to pull me down, But to pull me through, And away from you, Even kicking and screaming, I'll never wake up when I'm dreaming, Of my undoing, Still I wonder, what keeps me moving? Lying on this beach, I realize that things so close, could be so out of reach, And its ironic to think, That just because my eyes blink, Doesn't mean they've run dry, Because it's years later, And still I cry. I just can't sustain, What I thought I could, because things won't change, They exist in the same Light, they always have And it hurts to laugh, When you feel so broken inside, It feels so necessary be in plain view but still hide. Because even in a room so full, I feel so empty, Like a walking shell, I've always known how to conceal myself well, So by the time you think you're close, I've done everything that I feel im supposed, To do to protect what's left of my withering heart, Because even when everyone's together I feel so apart. And demons of this world have taken better souls than me, Torn by the wreckage, and drowning in the seas, We all have a journey, all have a path to follow, And even when consumed by pain, I still feel hollow. And this is sending me to my knees, Hands together, begging please, Give me something to live for, Show me life is so much more, Than it appears to me.
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She goes In and out my brain Like links in a chain Connecting me But she shines dimly As she walks away. She goes Where's my baby at? When am I gonna get back, What I used to have? Why'd you clip my wings? There she is My angel sings. She goes Rocking the breeze Like a digital image projected on the seas Breaking up with the waves Coming in with the tide. She goes Sitting in a room with empty chairs Is there any trace that she was ever there Because I've erased her footsteps But she's not easy to forget. She goes Coming out of me And onto this paper She flows Sometimes I wish she would just cry Just so that I could follow her trail of tears. She goes Into my soul Influencing my choice Vibrating my vocal chords Making my voice But all I have is a whisper I blink and I've missed her. She goes Running on this track But not in circles She's running off course Never taking the path that's flat Always up hill. She goes Renting out my heart Borrowing it but never intending to return What is left Charred and burned. She goes Like a melody Always in fast forward But I can never rewind Only replay Without injecting myself in All I want is one try Maybe two, maybe three. She goes Wading in the waters Weighed down by the pain I've taught her But she shimmers in pools Floating on the jewels Like a diamond in the ruff Or the roughness in the diamond She swims to the edge of the island And climbs out Dripping wet clothes clinging to her body Becoming her skin Enhancing what's within Hugging her curves I'm so intrigued Trying with my words To get her attention But she keeps on moving There she goes...
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Jul 16, 2010
Jul 16, 2010 at 4:17 PM UTC
There She Goes
She goes In and out my brain Like links in a chain Connecting me But she shines dimly As she walks away. She goes Where's my baby at? When am I gonna get back, What I used to have? Why'd you clip my wings? There she is My angel sings. She goes Rocking the breeze Like a digital image projected on the seas Breaking up with the waves Coming in with the tide. She goes Sitting in a room with empty chairs Is there any trace that she was ever there Because I've erased her footsteps But she's not easy to forget. She goes Coming out of me And onto this paper She flows Sometimes I wish she would just cry Just so that I could follow her trail of tears. She goes Into my soul Influencing my choice Vibrating my vocal chords Making my voice But all I have is a whisper I blink and I've missed her. She goes Running on this track But not in circles She's running off course Never taking the path that's flat Always up hill. She goes Renting out my heart Borrowing it but never intending to return What is left Charred and burned. She goes Like a melody Always in fast forward But I can never rewind Only replay Without injecting myself in All I want is one try Maybe two, maybe three. She goes Wading in the waters Weighed down by the pain I've taught her But she shimmers in pools Floating on the jewels Like a diamond in the ruff Or the roughness in the diamond She swims to the edge of the island And climbs out Dripping wet clothes clinging to her body Becoming her skin Enhancing what's within Hugging her curves I'm so intrigued Trying with my words To get her attention But she keeps on moving There she goes...
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UP my heart speeds my feet hit down leaving small imprints of me on the ground running from shadows cast by the moonlight im sure if i was the ocean id feel waves undulating inside of me drifting apart and crashing together pregnant with a stormy sea feeling the contractions gather tightly and then dissipate slowly if only it were that unconscious an effort to let tension go naturally, i want to be a woman with a young happy heart that thinks it will beat forever i want to be a woman that loves all the small things usually left unnoticed and taken for granted like finding a broken seashell that you can hold up to your ear and still hear the beach i want to be like the water flowing or sitting still with all its different temperaments (mostly sanguine) i want to be the lotus that struggles upstream, against the current blooming along the way... when i close my eyes i long to see the universe on the backs of my eyelids i long to dance while im dreaming but not when im sleeping but when im feeling more alive than i have ever felt when i am loving more than i could have ever loved when i am flying without actually leaving the ground when i am singing without making a sound when i seem lost when i am found.
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Jul 14, 2010
Jul 14, 2010 at 10:46 PM UTC
when i am found
i gave you my everything and i thought you took it all away but i realized that i am my everything i am my savior my angel my guiding light i am the one that holds me at night i gave you my heart and i thought you shattered it completely but then i realized though broken it still beat pumping blood through my veins my life my reason to hold onto all of me i love i gave you my strength and i thought you only took it for weakness but then i realized that my weaknesses make me stronger my faults make me human make me feel unique like a wrist bone or a finger print and beautiful in its creation i breathe i gave you every breath i exhaled and you never took it in you never felt the essence i breathed into you but now i breathe for me i inhale the sunshine into my own lungs ive won. i gave you the credit i deserved i showed you the humility the compassion the forgiveness i yearned for but now im giving it to me. i am my everything
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Jul 13, 2010
Jul 13, 2010 at 7:38 PM UTC
my everything