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In the end No one will be here and memories of being human Will fade But the things we do, Still happen And even though no one will remember Maybe it's enough That it happened
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Mar 8, 2021
Mar 8, 2021 at 1:28 PM UTC
Still happened
The greatest speeches Are oftentimes The shortest
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Feb 22, 2021
Feb 22, 2021 at 10:18 AM UTC
Often times
Everybody peaks at some point At a high point in one's life We seem to worry about when we peak and not how high Look around you At every mountain and cliff But it seems There are a lot more hills than mountains
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Feb 22, 2021
Feb 22, 2021 at 10:02 AM UTC
How high
I am a war We are full of bombs waiting to explode It seems that minds never believe eyes and heads are yelling at mouths Brains only fight in civil wars That is why it is split into two Hearts lose every battle they are in For, they never know what they want and only know how to surrender I fear that by the time that The bombs explode... The brain learns to surrender... The heart learns to fight... It will be too late
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Feb 22, 2021
Feb 22, 2021 at 9:35 AM UTC
I am a war
Walk through a winter wonderland Without a thought or care The world is under a coat of white There's a scent of Lillies in the air Silent this land is So calm I should say a prayer To show my gratitude for this land There's a scent of Lillies in the air Walk away from the road To a place, I don't know where I have to walk into the unknown There's a scent of mint in the air I think every thought I can wonder what is wrong and what is fair think about the land around me There's a scent of leaves in the air Contemplate everything around Every little thing I am aware Nothing makes sense at all There's a scent of dirt in the air My head throbs like a heartbeat The world begins to look square It all seems to be a blend of time There's a scent of smoke in the air There is only dry cold land This is a place of despair I can't hear my own cries There's a scent of blood in the air Every thought seems to **** a little more A tangled web of beliefs I can't repair The ground and sky have begun to spin There's a scent of death in the air The thoughts keep spinning They grow, tangle, and **** All I want to do is scream Madness spreads all through my head There's a scent of Lilies in the air
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Feb 21, 2021
Feb 21, 2021 at 9:56 PM UTC
Winter Lilies
Blindness to the lies Ignorance to the truth Always now a part of me dies Here now have I lost my youth See the burning light Feel the warmth of rage Watch the fire in the dead of night That burn doesn't die with age
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Feb 10, 2021
Feb 10, 2021 at 11:50 AM UTC
Ignorance is Bliss