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sasharr
sasharr
I am but a young girl who loves the world of writing, and who no one loves. My poetry is about specific people I know, emotions I feel and dreams I dream.
How can one bring heat and love to another body, when they are incapable of sensations and can't feel at all... How can one be expected to feel, when numbness fills their soul... How does one hold another, when they can barely keep themselves together...
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Feb 27, 2018
Feb 27, 2018 at 9:29 PM UTC
Is a lover capable when they are numb?
Have you ever wished your hands didn't belong to you? That they weren't connected to your heavy arms, That your knuckles weren't red from punching the wall. Have you ever wished your throat wasn't yours? That your voice didn't burn through your vocal chords, That your croaking scream wasn't tearing you up, inside and out.
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Nov 26, 2016
Nov 26, 2016 at 4:53 PM UTC
Quick question, or two:
The words that sit on my tongue threaten to spill. Yet I soak them up since I know your ear is not a lending one. Your words sting; but the absence of them leaves a scar so deep, I couldn't tell you where it ends. My lungs fill up with pent up aggression, making it hard to catch a breath. I've begun to drown in my thoughts, While you gulp them down and watch. Do you remember me telling you: "I don't drink." You're the reason that has changed.
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Nov 20, 2016
Nov 20, 2016 at 2:55 PM UTC
Cheers to you.
Excuse me, but were my words addressed to your ears? Or was I perhaps not talking to you. Do I give a **** about your unwanted opinion? Tell me, should I care? Was my thought a gift for your mind to process? Or should you mind your own business. Was I talking to you? Or are you just rude.
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Sep 10, 2016
Sep 10, 2016 at 12:23 AM UTC
Was I Talking to You?
How lovely, I thought, To see some red drop. A splash of vibrant color , A drop staining red as it spreads through the water. How graceful, I pondered, Like a little fire dancing amongst the air. What a shame, I sighed, That to admire something so lovely, so graceful, I must shed my skin to leave an opening so I may see my blood become a dancer in the wind.
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Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 8:47 PM UTC
One drop of color
Lacking consideration for others is what they do best. Egocentric, egotistical, self-centered, self-obsessed. Only their personal profit or pleasure concerns them. What should we do with selfish souls? Pardon or condemn? Villainous souls wish to grasp love’s wonder. They hope that their true emotions stay covered. Their selfish minds send love running. Will they give up their ways to feel that sensation of falling? Open up your heart, Selfish Soul, Let your compassionate side take control. Let go of your fear now, love is a magical feeling.
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May 30, 2016
May 30, 2016 at 2:27 PM UTC
Selfish Souls
I know, I know, I'm sorry. I can't help but speak my selfish thoughts into the wind. Scold me like you should. I need it badly. I need your deep voice to yell at me. How selfish of me, always needing.   I say I have your intentions at the root of my thoughts yet I know I'm lying. Please tell me this lie i speak is a little white one. I say I'm doing this for you. I know I'm doing this for me. Your lips are 9,222 Kilometers away from mine. I can't stand it anymore. It's crawling under my skin, causing me to itch. My selfish heart needs your lip on me. The blazing sun and blue skies roll around the corner and I need someones lips on mine. I'm breaking away. Forgive me, I know I am wrong.
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May 29, 2016
May 29, 2016 at 5:26 PM UTC
Selfish Me
My pink cheeks ache from smiling. My scarlet lips are untouched, unkissed. My big brown eyes are overflowing with tears yet I feel nothing roll down my pink cheeks. My ****** heart is just a toy in your hand. As soon as my heart left my body and made it's home in your hand, you played with it. Your tall and sturdy structure that I so desperately want to wrap myself around came tumbling down. You became a child. A little boy that found his new favorite toy. And I became, do you know what I became? I became your puppet, obeying at your slightest touch. My strings are pulled by you. My voice is silenced. I want to shout. I want to scream at you for stealing my heart. All this sound builds up in my throat but only I can hear it. You rotten thief! You stole my heart. I became your puppet. And yet, even though I put on such a spectacular show. You threw me in your closet and locked me away.
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Feb 28, 2016
Feb 28, 2016 at 6:16 PM UTC
My heart has been stolen by the puppet master.
She worries I will take him away from her. I worry he will fall for me. He worries he will loose our friendship.
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Feb 17, 2016
Feb 17, 2016 at 10:51 PM UTC
We worry
Dear Mom and Dad, Forgive me for I have forgotten what it's like to wake up to both of your smiles. Forgive me for I still hate the sound of your endless bickering. Forgive for I don't try hard enough. Forgive for I am tired. Forgive me for I live out of a backpack. Forgive me for you no longer sleep under the same roof. Dear Brother, Forgive me for I don't want you to leave. Forgive me for I don't open up to you. Forgive me for you have to wipe away my salty tears. Forgive me for you have to be strong for the both of us. Dear Best Friends, Forgive me for I am too close to your boyfriend. Forgive me for I don't believe your crush will ever like you. Forgive me for I ignore you when you talk about leaving. Forgive me for I don't talk to you anymore. Forgive me for I am selfish. Dear crush, Forgive me for I like you. Forgive me for I think of you. Forgive me for I make fun of you and tease you. Forgive me for I admire your soft lips. Forgive me for I stare at you. Forgive me for I want to feel love. Dear Others, Forgive me for I am Myself. Forgive me for I hate the way I look. Forgive me for I get sad. Forgive me for I disagree with people. Forgive me for I like to dance. Forgive me for I like to write. Forgive me for I like to read. Forgive me for I complain. Forgive me for I am Human.
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Feb 4, 2016
Feb 4, 2016 at 9:40 PM UTC
Dear Others,