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Alone and logging Still and cold Lays a giant, once majestic And calm The pool around them is green and stale It smells of old and rotten fish The giant doesn’t move, It doesn’t make a sound All it sees is green They only movement being it cell mate, Another smaller giant in their family As the season change the weather comes and goes, The giant stays logging, Not moving until in need of air Slowly, it rots away There is no one to care, No one to watch them jump and play No one to have a family with Finally, it comes to an end The giant lets itself sink, Letting the rotting feeling take over And finally relaxes, Going back to life before captivity
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Mar 11
Mar 11, 2026 at 9:40 AM UTC
Rotten by Sarah Wildermuth
I could never feel I could never see I could never hear, taste, or smell I never had a thought But then someone open my eyes And I saw all the wrong and right in the world I was the wars I saw the global warming The hate The death The fire in which we all burn But where there is dark there is light And I saw the peace I saw the health The love The alive The light in which we thrive It's both an healthy and unhealthy balance between good and bad So how I think Now I feel Now I see Now I hear, taste, and smell And I want to help I want to fix the bad And make the world a better place But I'm just 15 There's only so much I can do So help me make the world a better place Because I'm not the only one killing it
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Mar 11
Mar 11, 2026 at 8:27 AM UTC
Not the Only One By Sarah Wildermuth
Cold, dark, calm The water is all around me when I open my eyes I hear the soft clicking of another I hear the waves crashing far away I finally open my eyes And I see another giant with me She helps me move up And I get my first taste of air The gulls call The waves sound more strong And I feel free I take my first breath My first jump My first everything Until I feel tired Then the other giant makes another click Calling me to her And we swim away together Living our lives in the blue deep
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Mar 11
Mar 11, 2026 at 8:25 AM UTC
Oracs Beginning By Sarah WIldermuth
Sometimes you can't walk because you feel too heavy Sometimes you can't stay down because you feel too light You have seen and heard things But you push it away to comfort another You hold others while they cry But you never show your true feelings After years of being told that you're dramatic And no one wants to hear a sob story You hide behind fantasy Not knowing the difference between that and reality Because you only feel real in your head You make friends that never will be real You image mountains and beaches That you'll never see And you feel safe Warm Calm Happy Yourself Yourself that you hide because of your trust issues Depression, anxiety, self-doubt But maybe Just maybe If you share your fantasy with another You’ll find an even better reality
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Mar 11
Mar 11, 2026 at 8:22 AM UTC
Reality Behind Fantasy by Sarah Wildermuth
Growing up I idealized Hermione Granger because of her magical talent Now I read about the Salem Witch Trials and how women were put to death for being accused of witchery We are told it’s just a little pain and to walk it off But Period Cramps mirror the same pain as a Heart Attack Growing up when I told someone I was being bullied by a boy They told he “must have a crush on me” And now it’s normal for girls to be in abusive relationships Because we haven’t been taught the difference between Love and Abuse We are told it’s our fault for being harassed and kidnapped because of the clothes we wear We weren’t allowed to vote Because we were told that we didn’t know anything We weren’t allowed to work Only allowed to stay home and act as a maid While our husbands were out making the money Speaking of husbands We were sold or traded like meat to men Who rapped and abused us until we gave them children And even then we weren’t safe Even now With everything we know We still face it We can never run from it We aren’t safe May it be from foreign affairs Or people in general We all face it We can’t escape it So teach your boys Teach your girls Teach your children That we are all equal No matter race Gender Sexuality Or ethnicity
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Mar 9
Mar 9, 2026 at 9:43 AM UTC
Even Now by Sarah Wildermuth