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Cleveland Just a dude livin life
There's no stress in the sunset, No anxiety in the moon, I can't see sadness in the starlight. Yet that's all there seems to be tonight
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Oct 11, 2015
Oct 11, 2015 at 10:42 PM UTC
Its Not Natural
You gotta see who you wanna be Make it who you are, You gotta be what you wanna see Then the world'll go far
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Oct 4, 2015
Oct 4, 2015 at 6:10 PM UTC
Foresight
Thoughts swirling through heads An ignored and scorned collection of all life’s thorns Behind doors- we live lives of seclusive depression Questioning the lives lived, the lucid lunacy in session A surge of motivation to achieve the pipe dreams Sown from the art works of others- the inner child screams We can’t achieve. He’s locked inside a cage of fool’s gold I suppose he’d **** the warden if we weren’t our own foes. We were told he’d come out but we’ve grown too old The jail is locked the key was sold I turned in it for green but as I flipped through the folds No happiness was revealed just the cost of my soul
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Sep 17, 2015
Sep 17, 2015 at 9:35 PM UTC
Sold
When I look back on my past All I see are strangers Unfamiliar faces Cloud my memories Portraits all around Hung about my walls The faces I remember But the names I can’t recall Its such an odd phenomena every man convinces himself the world cares about his yada ya To think the universe gives a single thought to the cost of our lost friends a departure we taught ourselves to fight the light is no longer litten we watched it quaver and waver as our destiny was written we saw the disappearing. sounding throughout our hearing, and told ourselves what would be done But soon the notes of our heart had been restrung we waited, heartstrings faded out of tune, out of motive, melodies flat The rhyme scheme of life ended like- this. When I look back on my past All I see are strangers All the familiar faces of past friends I’ve failed Portraits all around Hung about my walls Force me to remember The names I wish I could recall
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Sep 7, 2015
Sep 7, 2015 at 8:03 PM UTC
How Things Were