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vidhi-agarwal
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My head is getting dizzy, It's like a volcano bursting, I don't know what it is, I am feeling heavy, I feel like running away, I don't feel like talking, Still there's a child trapped inside me, Which wants to meet people, And relive and cherish those moments again, How little did we know ? How little did we care? How carefree was the world? When we were only an infant. Why did we want to grow up? When even a butterfly would make us feel happy? Why would we want to trade it and become adults? Where everything is fake and everyone just hides there inner child, Not wanting others to know, That those inner child is still scared, Still scared to trust because everyone left. Everyone once left.
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Nov 14, 2016
Nov 14, 2016 at 3:02 AM UTC
My head is getting dizzy
He who came into my life, When my life was a knife, Cutting me into edges with each it's swipe. He who came and switched on the lights, When I grew blind. He added colors, And not for one second bothered, To keep me in his life, Apart from my dark sides, He wants to be by my side. I still fear that I am a bad luck, I may ruin his life, Like others said and left, Maybe the only thing I can do today is, To write for him. I won't say this words are exactly what I feel, But this poem lacks words, Because some things are better left unspoken. So here is to my best friend. He came as an angel, He is perfect in all his imperfections, From every angle the world could describe, I am certain of one thing today itself, The girl who will marry him, Will be the happiest. He may be shy, And wants to die. But that idiot doesn't realize, That he is a specialist, In making people feel alive. He re-painted my world, He who has managed to make the broken peices, Love again. Who has restored my faith in friendship, Who has made the broken girl feel that the world isn't as bad as it seems. Some things ends, destiny takes it course, The darkness fades and lights lit up again. The light was him, And I thank god for this. He may sometimes make her mad, But she knows that world without him, Would be bad. He didn't judge her in the dark battles of her past, And she hopes their friendship lasts. He like a true gentleman, Waved at her and said "I will never leave you" Which he has managed keep up with. And it's time for her to keep her words as well. Maybe the past will always hurt, But their ain't going back, He is my best friend, And nothing in him lacks. He is the one who stayed, When all people did was laid her down, In hopes and expectations, He stood by her, When the fake towns, Of love and war engulfed her. He woke her up from her coma of tough times, And made karma curse itself. He walked up to her, The day destiny led her to the harsh reality, He guided her through it, And helped her rise. In this life of hers, What else would she want? She would take that bullet first, He is her soulmate, And thanks for not being late. To have saved her, There is nothing one could say, Other than you are a true mate. He who walked in, Who made her laugh, Who stood there, Who cared for her, Who loved her as a friend, Who actually made her feel alive, Who made her realize that there is something to live for, Who is truly amazing, And she lacks words to describe, And thank him for all those helps, Who didn't bother to stay up and listen to her regular stressful messes, Her dramatic words and stupid jokes, Who laughed at her and made fun of her, But never made her feel sad for who she is. Just a 'Thankyou' is less for that. The tears may stream down your face, When one day you may not find her their by your side, But remember she will be there, Waiting for you in heaven, Watching you, Watching you with pride, To see you sparkle through the night. You are an angel remember? And you have to keep smiling, And face the rain.
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Jan 23, 2016
Jan 23, 2016 at 10:21 AM UTC
My best friend :)
He who came into my life, When my life was a knife, Cutting me into edges with each it's swipe. He who came and switched on the lights, When I grew blind. He added colors, And not for one second bothered, To keep me in his life, Apart from my dark sides, He wants to be by my side. I still fear that I am a bad luck, I may ruin his life, Like others said and left, Maybe the only thing I can do today is, To write for him. I won't say this words are exactly what I feel, But this poem lacks words, Because some things are better left unspoken. So here is to my best friend. He came as an angel, He is perfect in all his imperfections, From every angle the world could describe, I am certain of one thing today itself, The girl who will marry him, Will be the happiest. He may be shy, And wants to die. But that idiot doesn't realize, That he is a specialist, In making people feel alive. He re-painted my world, He who has managed to make the broken peices, Love again. Who has restored my faith in friendship, Who has made the broken girl feel that the world isn't as bad as it seems. Some things ends, destiny takes it course, The darkness fades and lights lit up again. The light was him, And I thank god for this. He may sometimes make her mad, But she knows that world without him, Would be bad. He didn't judge her in the dark battles of her past, And she hopes their friendship lasts. He like a true gentleman, Waved at her and said "I will never leave you" Which he has managed keep up with. And it's time for her to keep her words as well. Maybe the past will always hurt, But their ain't going back, He is my best friend, And nothing in him lacks. He is the one who stayed, When all people did was laid her down, In hopes and expectations, He stood by her, When the fake towns, Of love and war engulfed her. He woke her up from her coma of tough times, And made karma curse itself. He walked up to her, The day destiny led her to the harsh reality, He guided her through it, And helped her rise. In this life of hers, What else would she want? She would take that bullet first, He is her soulmate, And thanks for not being late. To have saved her, There is nothing one could say, Other than you are a true mate. He who walked in, Who made her laugh, Who stood there, Who cared for her, Who loved her as a friend, Who actually made her feel alive, Who made her realize that there is something to live for, Who is truly amazing, And she lacks words to describe, And thank him for all those helps, Who didn't bother to stay up and listen to her regular stressful messes, Her dramatic words and stupid jokes, Who laughed at her and made fun of her, But never made her feel sad for who she is. Just a 'Thankyou' is less for that. The tears may stream down your face, When one day you may not find her their by your side, But remember she will be there, Waiting for you in heaven, Watching you, Watching you with pride, To see you sparkle through the night. You are an angel remember? And you have to keep smiling, And face the rain.
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Sometimes a peice in your heart cracks? You dont hear it? neither see it But water rushes rushes slowly Rolling down into the stretch of your dry skin Some passes through your throat you gulp the fear the pain and you see only darkness no one around only you are there and a stretech of dark hallway you cant see an escape not even a stream of light visible Because baby its coming from you.
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Oct 28, 2015
Oct 28, 2015 at 3:51 AM UTC
Broken peices
Every passing second i cared about you. fought with myself . fought people who told me you arent right for me. fought with my parents. fought with friends. I loved u . I loved u more than i could ever loved someone . You were one whom i thought would never leave . someone who would be their till my last breath. Someone whom i had given all the power to love i had in myself the trust the last one, which i knew many could break but i trusted u . And this is what i get in return broken peices of my heart, which can neither stick back together to reform nor start a new life . why did you leave me ? Was i that bad ? wasnt my love enough ? And today i see u being absolutely fine without me. while i m crying in vain, while im the one to blame and suffer. Is it really my fault to love u more than enough? you said u will be there . you wont let something happen like this to us. what happened to us ? What happened to our promises? those kisse, those memories, what made u forget all of it ? what made u leave me ? Was our love that weak? that it vanished quicker than the stains on my clothes . You don't reply to my messages you said u would come back! But i dont see it happening . I dont see u loving. All i see is you moving on, As i kiss my burial tonight.
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Oct 27, 2015
Oct 27, 2015 at 11:25 PM UTC
Every passing second
The broken girl, She used to be lively once, And love the world around her, She used to sing and bounce, As if she was a living princess there, But when she grew up, She faced the hardest truth of her life, Her perspective of people loving the way she was changed, She realized that she wasn't fit for the world, In the view of everyone she was a big fat dumb ugly headed girl No one cared how she was inside, All wanted the ****** beauty, She loved too much, forgived to much, And it always seemed that she hurt too much. Not even her father thought her to be good, He never saw how she starved and never even had one glass of water, He didn't see her dying of her insecurities of being fat. And he one day said its okay if I dont have you perfoem good, But I want you to be thin. It peirced her like a nail, Forever engraved in her heart, She would carry her scars to her grave, She quitely swallowed her tears, And thought that his father want a beautiful thin little girl as her daughter, Not her. She had never said anything about anyone's, Physical appearances, Never blamed anyone, Took all the blame on herself , But yet people commented about her face, Her smile, How it looked like a rat, People always criticized her, And she swallowed it everytime Thinking it to be her fault. Not mentioning about her scars, And how she waited for everyone, But no one turned up in that storm of hers, Her friends got ****** at her and left? Doesn't she has the right to live her own life? Is physical beauty everything? Why? She was broken from inside, Even tinier than those atoms of chemistry, Where bonds were stronger, She knew she wasn't fit for this world of dogs, And always questioned god why he had sent her where she can't bear the pain? Where people even with her beating heart and flesh, wasn't satisfied, They wanted her to be the way they want, To crumble her into ashes, Where only her essnce of lost attle would linger. Sh knew only she can bear that much of pain, No one can go through it , yet she blamed herself for noone loved her , No one could help her get up. Everyone ditched her, Evem with her walls up high, She cared too much, She didnt go close to anyone, Be it physically or emotionally But still she was crumbled And got entangled in the confusion Of how rude this world was And wanted to die.. To live since she believed she wasnt worth it. No one stayed with her not even her friends, her lover her parents. She was left alone . Each and everytime. She was hurt but smiled with that broken smile.
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Jul 14, 2015
Jul 14, 2015 at 7:53 AM UTC
The girl whose strings got entangled.
The broken girl, She used to be lively once, And love the world around her, She used to sing and bounce, As if she was a living princess there, But when she grew up, She faced the hardest truth of her life, Her perspective of people loving the way she was changed, She realized that she wasn't fit for the world, In the view of everyone she was a big fat dumb ugly headed girl No one cared how she was inside, All wanted the ****** beauty, She loved too much, forgived to much, And it always seemed that she hurt too much. Not even her father thought her to be good, He never saw how she starved and never even had one glass of water, He didn't see her dying of her insecurities of being fat. And he one day said its okay if I dont have you perfoem good, But I want you to be thin. It peirced her like a nail, Forever engraved in her heart, She would carry her scars to her grave, She quitely swallowed her tears, And thought that his father want a beautiful thin little girl as her daughter, Not her. She had never said anything about anyone's, Physical appearances, Never blamed anyone, Took all the blame on herself , But yet people commented about her face, Her smile, How it looked like a rat, People always criticized her, And she swallowed it everytime Thinking it to be her fault. Not mentioning about her scars, And how she waited for everyone, But no one turned up in that storm of hers, Her friends got ****** at her and left? Doesn't she has the right to live her own life? Is physical beauty everything? Why? She was broken from inside, Even tinier than those atoms of chemistry, Where bonds were stronger, She knew she wasn't fit for this world of dogs, And always questioned god why he had sent her where she can't bear the pain? Where people even with her beating heart and flesh, wasn't satisfied, They wanted her to be the way they want, To crumble her into ashes, Where only her essnce of lost attle would linger. Sh knew only she can bear that much of pain, No one can go through it , yet she blamed herself for noone loved her , No one could help her get up. Everyone ditched her, Evem with her walls up high, She cared too much, She didnt go close to anyone, Be it physically or emotionally But still she was crumbled And got entangled in the confusion Of how rude this world was And wanted to die.. To live since she believed she wasnt worth it. No one stayed with her not even her friends, her lover her parents. She was left alone . Each and everytime. She was hurt but smiled with that broken smile.
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I hope someday you realize, How much I loved you, Why all our conversations ended, The scent of us never lasted. I loved you . You loved me . We were perfect in this world. I miss you. I hope someday you come back. Comeback and take me by my hand Which is shivering and cold And say no more pains No more fights. All we gonna do is be side to side.
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Jul 8, 2015
Jul 8, 2015 at 10:53 AM UTC
Dear Love,
Till yesterday I was his darling, His angel, His miss perfect, To whom he could devote his whole life, Those soft tender touches, Those silent talks, Those exchanges of glances like butterflies. But as days passed storms kept On breaking on the shores, And one day my words annoyed him, My concern made him feel irritated, Thats when I knew I have to leave And walk away With stones and rocks on my heart, His lies which used to be truths, I was left wondering Whether all the things were illusion of mine Or just another nail which peirced my heart .. Telling me to shine, To let go the pain The people The fake world I left him and he said he didn't care. I said Im okay But everyday I want to hear his voice, See him But I know I can't. Because its just too early to go back Too early to decide Whether he is worth the pain or not. I cannot see him cry. And I hope he is wishing the same, Because if its meant to be It wil.
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Jul 7, 2015
Jul 7, 2015 at 10:52 AM UTC
My boyfriend.
Well, not everone has a mother, Not everyone has a father, But im lucky to have both. And yet have a company of a motherly figure. Whom I can refer to as a fairy godmother. My fairy godmother has gone through worse, She is a perfect example of a strong woman, Who wants her children to grow into a perfect, Like every mother, She has cared too much, Loved too much, Worried a little too much And got hurt too much. Yet she shines and through her scars you can see the sunshine, Only she needs to see the shine in her heart, Her children will do well, She just needs to let them be, They will grow into beautiful beings. And will make her proud. Things will shape up, May my fairy godmother be happy, I may not be near her, I hope she loves me like her daughter, And well her daughter is really sweet, She will soon love her. The unconditional love.
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Jul 6, 2015
Jul 6, 2015 at 11:36 AM UTC
My fairy godmother
The book was lying, And in its own way it made me die, I wonder what else this world could do? The truth that has demolished the world Is lying just out there. Why? I shall not ask . But how? I would prefer . Have not I been responsible for being too judgemental? Can a book be so harmful? Can it ruin us from the deepest hidden corners of our heart? How could it hold so much of truth in its own small pages ? The book truly can't be denied. The truth that has bothered the world. Cannot  be more perfectly revealed than in it. Science can never explain why ? A book is indeed a human's true friend. One can hear it scream and hurt people through this small pages and show them the truth. The truth I shall say.. The book says it all. The truth of the demolished world. The undying causes and how the world has suffered. Can you hear us? The book is crying... Get up, pick it up and be brave enough to read it through.
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Mar 16, 2015
Mar 16, 2015 at 4:59 AM UTC
The book
I understand you smell the defeat, Your pain is  growing faster, Your fear is crumbling you to death. The broken dried leaves path is what you are looking for, The silent walkway is all you wish for.    When you loose friends, its not a time to laugh. The friends who used love being with you. The friends who understood you. But now the world is gone. Its over now. The whole world seems a constructed jail, The picture is unclear Of the future once you dreamt of. Like a shooting star in the town of happiness you once lived in. Water steams down as I close my notebook. The story of the girl that used to fly The bubbly little girl who used to shine the world. The rain seems incessant. Your  head bowed down. And the dusk follows Wetting the whole town.
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Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 12:56 AM UTC
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