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robii
robii
F A soul that writes...aspiring poetess
In the mirror’s gaze I am you , you are not me My scars are visible there but not here Everyone sees my beauty But you see my scars and bruises “Show me my beauty mirror Show me the real me’ Then the mirror looked me in the eyes and said “The real you is on the inside as you can see’ “So my beauty is a waste? “ I asked The mirror replied saying “ No, it hides your shame And I will hide behind beauty frame”
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Jul 17, 2025
Jul 17, 2025 at 9:20 AM UTC
I am YOU but you are not ME
: Bushy tail and cunning guise, not enough to tell a tale about you You have symbols written all over you yet there is always a truth untold I should have known you breath the air of purity Your disregard for sin is as higher as Burj Khalifa Red for love Your eyes only stick to your partner You really do understand this concept even more than us human Your loyalty is unique so as the color that covers your skin As far as it doesn’t fade away It signifies assurance in a million folds My desire for true love is real I desire the undying love of a  red fox
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Jul 17, 2025
Jul 17, 2025 at 8:50 AM UTC
Loyalty’s Ember
Emerging talent, up and coming You are not stagnant anyways I see the way you strike Keep the flow and shine The potential within you is limitless You are a rising star Oops a star already?
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Jul 17, 2025
Jul 17, 2025 at 8:29 AM UTC
Up and coming
A runaway model, understated A runaway goddess Run a way Way teeming with costumes of unique styles Swaying the trend wave of fashion The catwalk, magnificent Those eyes, alluring Your body is embedded in protection like a shell Oh, I can’t forget the smell you behold Of expensive fragrances, a sensual spell But beneath the glamour, a story to tell I also can’t stop thinking about being in a fashion show Cat walking like you do I hope I appear in the limelight someday
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Jul 17, 2025
Jul 17, 2025 at 8:25 AM UTC
A Runaway model
My head My shoulders My knees My toes My head is where my instinct resides My shoulders are tools of carriage My knees goes down to pray to the one I believe in My toes no my legs.It’s my lead Lead to my destination and place of success
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Jul 17, 2025
Jul 17, 2025 at 8:15 AM UTC
Guiding parts
Wicked      Oh my nose            You perceive just like a priest will perceive the anger of the gods                   But you can’t tell me the wicked people around Have you no shame??        No sleep for the wicked!                You don’t even sleep......urgh
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Jul 8, 2025
Jul 8, 2025 at 5:57 AM UTC
My Nose
I’m drained My strength lessen Too tired to continue I want to give up     But my heart won’t stop beating for my deepest desires     My eyes won’t stop seeing me as the future of fashion and searching for more      My legs won’t stop walking or crawling      Even my pen won’t writing I’m tired My heart My eyes My legs and my pens won’t stop telling me I can’t stop until my dreams come true
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Jul 8, 2025
Jul 8, 2025 at 5:45 AM UTC
The thought of giving up
Chapters closed Doors locked New leaves grown It’s the end of the season where minds are unlockedly  locked The pain of starting all over, the beauty of the last days Days to let go Past for past Begin on a clean slate Save your life to come by not ruining now,let it go I never wanted to close not  to the extent of closure My intent was to be open, I aimed for more exposure Decisions and choices has to be made Peace, be protected Safety and security be ensured I began  while the endings withered away Sorrowful happiness It is a wound in the heart but it sows healing seeds Seeds for open opportunities
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Jul 1, 2025
Jul 1, 2025 at 1:52 AM UTC
It’s Time For Closure reloaded
An early bird..up to do her job all over again In another way anyways.. Her hope glimmers Parent struggling to pay rents   The best she can do is work Kids here, work there She sorts Hard work Hope and care personified She’s a jewel 💎
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Jun 23, 2025
Jun 23, 2025 at 1:17 PM UTC
Untitled
I lost him before eleven Lust for memories and wish I could meet him in heaven I thirst for his smile His confidence His hard work and  even his kisses and compliments I lost the physicality of his qualities through an unpredictable phenomenon I didn’t lost him abstractly...all thanks to Memories Memories
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Jun 23, 2025
Jun 23, 2025 at 12:44 PM UTC
Memories