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romances_29_24
romances_29_24
28/M I have been writing poetry for 9 years, though I also dabble in other forms of writing including prose and philosophy. / / Over the last 5 or so years, I've written over 2,500 poems.
I've sprung through valleys coated in waste, wandering through a wilderness of no end. Here I am, once more, being a babe in your arms, letting cries become smaller than whispers. I've carried more than I can keep. To you, surrounding me in your consoling light, I've received springtime's splash of evergreen against the fog. Will you keep inviting me back to what I now will call home? Can you keep letting me fall asleep, with ashes to form out of tears? You are so much more than I can ever be, lighting what went out inside the shadows of another life, in tiring discord. You are of everything I've been hoping for, after I've been kissing just a dream to return me to a mere glimmer of raw infinity.
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May 4, 2025
May 4, 2025 at 8:25 PM UTC
Sadness Fades in Your Arms
You are near, crying in your arms, because I cannot carry your charms to your seductive, reductive grave. Your form is an aura I'll blind myself to, wishing nothing when it passes, like an unseen star through a void.
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May 1, 2025
May 1, 2025 at 11:21 PM UTC
As Clear as Gray (excerpt)
Love flooded fields, gave us harvest, granted us a tide for growth, for both of our hearts to decide. We weren't meant to be ones to hide, while we were always open to confide. Light shined when we were wilting. Water quenched us after a long drought. But it is now when I want out.
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Apr 13, 2025
Apr 13, 2025 at 6:10 PM UTC
Playing the Same Heartbeat (excerpt)
I wanted our lips to collide, like thunder, while we travel to the ends of this cursed earth. We were meant to, or so I thought, find each other deep in the flames, deep under oceans, calling out from breathless lungs. We were not meant to sacrifice another thought to what hurts us.
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Mar 23, 2025
Mar 23, 2025 at 11:00 PM UTC
Just a Teardrop Away (excerpt)
Love had boiled, feelings were what we toiled to upkeep their symmetry. Now that we are parted, has the sky stayed blue in your corner, to the north? Have snows stayed pure, printing your footprints in places I can't follow?
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Mar 12, 2025
Mar 12, 2025 at 7:33 PM UTC
A Parting Glance (excerpt)
With a blown-out candle that started our doubts, I've been drinking in the white, the immaculacy of a streak of hope. I've been drunk on whatever comes next, with the future in chains, with the past put to its blame. I've been leaving sand for time to be told, for faces to be revealed in sudden recognition. For I want to see who I've kept it from. I want them to be circling in better thoughts.
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Feb 19, 2025
Feb 19, 2025 at 9:04 PM UTC
Left to Rehearse It (excerpt)
I wanted to do more than to blanket your form in a cloak, to surround your marble shape. I've bled dry a heart, I've resigned to the leech of love, while rinsing my hands in your charity. If I could go into that hole, with you, to be unified in the safety of what is forever petrified, I'll be red, again, I'll be whole, again. I'll be what I cannot be without you, to accompany me.
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Feb 11, 2025
Feb 11, 2025 at 10:01 PM UTC
From Fate to Marble (excerpt)
Nothing rose from a garden, as bleak as the weather that never melted our skin, without permission. We just lifted our agony to the wind that cut our flesh, into ribbons. A celebration, in pain, savoring those moments we kissed in the rain.
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Feb 11, 2025
Feb 11, 2025 at 9:51 PM UTC
The Color of Storms (excerpt)
We've been waiting while giving each other much-needed space, disclosing secrets in rooms full of dust. We've been spilling what's left in our eyes onto floors that turned red, bloodshot with our sight that burns, that stares. This will get better, for us to bloom under all we've been crowding in our heads, to keep wondering when.
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Feb 5, 2025
Feb 5, 2025 at 6:34 PM UTC
This Gets Better (excerpt)
Living in reverse, rewriting our love in careless verse, denying all that died in between sacred seconds we were able to cry. I want us to crawl back to that hole all our shadows ever put us. Even if all we do is lie to the sun, become blind to light, perhaps the darkness, just the darkness understands us.
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Feb 3, 2025
Feb 3, 2025 at 7:48 PM UTC
The Way We Rewind - Excerpt