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shyana-sri
shyana-sri
26/F/Swiss poetess /// I think this has become more of a diary /// broodings of a 20something yo
my pretty little goddess the things i want to do to you feel like they should be sacrilegious but it's just my style of prayer i promise
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Sep 23, 2025
Sep 23, 2025 at 5:02 PM UTC
my goddess' touch
dancing on the edge of Andromeda planets of pink trees and blue grass animals of strange proportions infinite possibilities of people strangeness of otherwordly physics warp tunnels to endless planets cruising among the space rocks I wish I was out there I don't really belong but I tell myself I'm already here a floating blue ball in our little galaxy into whatever is held in the stars beyond
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Jul 29, 2023
Jul 29, 2023 at 12:39 AM UTC
I wish I was out there
shadowed faces muted colors harsh lamps on dark streets comforting blackness echoing steps soft hum under distant engines tired eyes tripping brains delirious laughter over stumbling sidewalks spilled secrets crisp air intoxicating freedom in inky anonymity surreal insomnia liminal spaces world viewed from a cozy box
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Aug 23, 2022
Aug 23, 2022 at 10:46 AM UTC
nighttime hues
it holds onto me bending my reality setbacks in sobriety falling very quickly
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Mar 4, 2021
Mar 4, 2021 at 5:19 PM UTC
anxiety
I want to drink so bad feel a burn in my throat watch the whole world float away the feeling of the overwhelming tightening it's grip on my throat disappear like smoke I want to smoke so bad laugh without reasons at all forget my own existence touch my hands as if they were not my own untether myself from the hardwood floor loosen the ropes of reality I want to fall so bad infatuated bubbly giggles at their name sweaty palms when I look too long flirty nothings kissed emoticons teasing looks stolen across the room sparks running through sober
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Sep 10, 2019
Sep 10, 2019 at 9:37 PM UTC
so bad
today it would have been three years with you three years with one of the most beautiful souls I've ever met our story got cut short in another dimension in another life we're sitting on a beach warm sand under our feet we're looking over the city at night lights twinkling like stars we're biking along the harbour the sea water reflecting in the sun we're kissing behind the bookshelves in the science fiction section we're dancing to your favourite songs under the moonlight in the park your smile bright our love light everything would feel so right but now matter how much I wish it might you're not here. happy three year anniversary to what it could have been baby.
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Jul 25, 2019
Jul 25, 2019 at 2:20 PM UTC
to the three years it would have been today
you were my prince a forever lasting fairytale we were walking on the hill towards the pink sunset no one ever talks about what's after the hill. no one mentions the dark forests the windy summer morphing into a frost bitten winter biting chills I lost you in the snow within arms reach but thick ice between us I know we tried to melt it. hug our warm bodies against it breathing bitter air as water droplets fell we were so close but it was too cold. my prince was forever on the other side we look through the icicles catching your sparkly brown eyes wet with tears and we smile one last time. before walking away to find warmer lands maybe one day it will be summer here again windy hot days the breeze ruffling your dark caramel hair our touch warm and smiles bright or maybe there will be a better princess that you will find. I love you. I miss you.
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Jul 17, 2019
Jul 17, 2019 at 8:57 PM UTC
the end of my favourite chapter
severed pieces bitter cocoa brittle and misshapen deformed from the heat beyond recognition 50 percent off
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Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 8:17 PM UTC
broken chocolate
walk with my head low black pavement on bright streets a streaky city sky musical notes from an alley buzz of mechanical wings today i walk alone the night bleeding into my skin i really am walking alone
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Jan 8, 2019
Jan 8, 2019 at 11:12 PM UTC
today i walk
my words are tired want to be loved want to be held close as you fall asleep my words want to have a home want to be spoken freely want to be met with open arms my words want to live in the heart be written in the teeth of a smile be spun like wool from the tongue my words wish to be heard be embraced by open ears be whispered in softness
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Dec 10, 2018
Dec 10, 2018 at 9:14 PM UTC
My words are tired