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sarahelizabeth
sarahelizabeth
she’s not afraid to dance without permission. she smiles when she’s not supposed to, hugs her friends like it’s the last time, drops petals behind her when she walks. every day is an adventure. he is like the first breath of spring after a minnesota winter. when he laughs, snow melts away and butterflies come out to play. knowing him feels golden; when i count my blessings i mention his name. i slowly watched them fall into each other as i, mere background noise, fell to the cold, hard ground. i break when others say they’re perfect for each other, because of course, they’re right. as she paints his world shades of lavender and yellow, i fade from his memory like a shadow after dark. i’d like to say the same for him of mine, but the mere thought of him with her keeps me up at night.
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Nov 16, 2019
Nov 16, 2019 at 8:53 PM UTC
mara
the strangeness of seventeen sets in as the seasons start to shift i am stuck in the surreal stage of dwindling childhood and attempted adulthood contradicting feelings being meshed into one disconcertingly dysfunctional body i feel i am incapable of fully indulging in either my youth or my approaching adulthood i feel i am incapable of being anything at all the naïveté of nine has faded with the wood of my windowsill and i am no longer so sure of myself pressures of eighteen loom in my future along with deafening doubts of both my emotional and literal abilities to provide for myself every morning i wake up in twisted bedsheets and wonder whether teenage me is who i always hoped she’d be, or if something went wrong along the winding road of change and growth and weak attempts to be better so much i wish to do, so many ghosts of the past i wish to crush haunted by the gloom i let in at such a young age, it never truly leaves me i wish i could stop the clock from it’s monotonous tick-tick-ticking and i wish i could stop the sun from disappearing beyond the foggy horizon (i have so much to learn before night falls)
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Nov 16, 2019
Nov 16, 2019 at 8:51 PM UTC
on being seventeen
white hotel sheets summer sun dancing on my skin waking up while the rest of the world is sound in sleep hot cocoa inside on a snowy day scented candles and soft light streaming through half closed curtains books filled with poetry that makes you feel like you’re floating and songs that hug you with their words evening walks right by the lake and you your arms and you you you you
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Apr 5, 2018
Apr 5, 2018 at 8:08 PM UTC
comfort
the night air is calm and cold and utterly refreshing a break from the heavy humidity that fills my lungs throughout the long summer days but my mind is foggy because it’s filled with thoughts of me with you i can’t quite comprehend how you make me feel i love the rush i get with you but being yours is like riding a rollercoaster right now i’m at the top just waiting to plunge down again as exhilarating as it is i am frightened about how far i will fall for you
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Mar 12, 2018
Mar 12, 2018 at 9:08 PM UTC
rollercoaster
if there’s one thing you should know about me it’s that i will hold onto an idea for a long time i’ll engrave it to the surface of my mind and let it sink in for a while before i twist it into something it’s not please don’t get my hopes up just to let me down it will take me awhile to brush off the dirt and stand up again
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Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 6:24 PM UTC
high hopes
the sky is a mellow orange and my heart is fuller than it’s ever been an overwhelming sense of gratefulness washes over me like the waves onto the sand looking over at you i realize that in this moment i have everything i’ve ever wanted everything i’ve ever worked for i am finally content with who and where i am life is still messy but it’s perfect it’s authentic and it’s beautiful and there’s nothing else i need but to sit here with you listening to soft songs and soaking up the smell of the trees mixed with the ocean breeze
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Mar 5, 2018
Mar 5, 2018 at 6:18 PM UTC
sunsets, songs, and the smell of home
thoughts flood my mind like a rainstorm in the spring they’re dark and loud and leave everything muddy once they pass it’s sunshine and dandelions but only for a while because soon the clouds roll around and it happens all over again it’s hard for people to understand why one moment it’s pouring and the next the sun is shining and believe me, i’d like to know too i’m still trying to figure myself and my mind out
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Feb 28, 2018
Feb 28, 2018 at 1:19 PM UTC
thoughts like thunder
it’s hard to look you in the eye i’m afraid you’ll see how  f r a g i l e  i’ve become
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Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 9:33 PM UTC
(almost) broken
i fell in love with those nights we spent chasing the sunset in your old silver jeep with the windows rolled down, our favorite songs playing on the radio and the smell of opportunity in the fresh evening air it’s moments like these that remind me how lucky i am to be alive.       -   and with you.
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Feb 13, 2018
Feb 13, 2018 at 7:50 PM UTC
ecstasy
it’s unfair for me to be upset at you for not liking me how i like you, really because you have no idea how i feel about you maybe if i ****** it up and said, hey, i like you a switch would turn on in your mind and you’d start to notice the little things about me the way i’ve noticed them about you and maybe that little bit of attention could flower into something more something that i’ve always wanted with you a chance a chance that you’ll fall in love with me, too
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Feb 12, 2018
Feb 12, 2018 at 5:35 PM UTC
if by chance