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violavics
25/Texas Texas
One, two, three Just like that I am walking away without ever looking back From what I see There is no use to seek further
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Mar 17, 2020
Mar 17, 2020 at 8:42 AM UTC
My road
in moments of bliss you shine inadvertently unsure of why I worry of you in fragments of abyss you relieve deliberately sure of why I wish for you; I certainly cannot miss
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Feb 11, 2020
Feb 11, 2020 at 7:12 AM UTC
Abyss
A wall can stand before you or a curve ball may strike after you; do not be frightened -- for as long as I remember: The most painful obstacle shapes you in the most secure well-being If you face mischance, serendipity will visit and welcome you gladly in its arms Reflect correspondingly Tug tightly and treasure There is so much more that awaits you as you glide through your days Second mountain exists -- you simply have not found a map for it yet Navigating through rip tides may let you dwindle or spiral irrepressibly until you reach upon arrival Nights of journey can be redirected, as you carry on with what you held on to closely and dearly If you face mischance, opportunity will knock and welcome you gladly in its arms Act suitably Open graciously and seek There is so much more that awaits you as you shine through your days This world that you were brought into will teach, nurture, and cradle you as you spread kindness around Greatest gifts may not be discovered as of now How will you resonate?
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Jan 14, 2020
Jan 14, 2020 at 5:35 AM UTC
Resonate
I found myself I found myself and ran away Gliding through the days when I worried about anything to everything One does not know when they are breaking until detour looms over to try to sneak you in Riding past the days when I worried about nothing to something One knows when they are healing until detour seeks no more to try and peek in I find myself I find myself and walk away
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Jan 12, 2020
Jan 12, 2020 at 9:44 AM UTC
No detour
When you look above, what do you see? pink or blue dawn or dusk sunset or sunrise with or without demise lifting the weight seems impossible belief in oneself is armor in galore When you look below, what do you believe?
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Jan 12, 2020
Jan 12, 2020 at 9:30 AM UTC
Armor
Coalesced in unwavering thoughts Simmering, glimmering, twinkling It’s been awhile since I took a vacation Tangled up with current happenings Unable to forego the bruising scars Here I go Days of remembrance and existence Swing past me; but no more drowning in sorrow For I morph stronger, beaming in plight standing much longer Scattered in unwarranted plots Shimmering, twisting, linking It’s quite awhile until I take a vacation
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Jan 12, 2020
Jan 12, 2020 at 9:28 AM UTC
As I am
Sunshine pierces within, I recall scenes of March: lilac fields meet mint to glisten Come soon.
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Jan 10, 2020
Jan 10, 2020 at 7:19 AM UTC
Lilac
Just like that I discovered my uncertainty was due to my senses Beneath all this I discovered my curiosity was due to your defenses Would it be unfair if I looked at you from afar? Would it be unfair if I spent more time apart? In the meantime, I hope your dreams come true -- just like you
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Aug 25, 2019
Aug 25, 2019 at 10:10 AM UTC
In the meantime
You can lift me with merely a smile my head tilts at the sight of you I want you near   stroking my hair gazing through my eyes Speak to me more about you and your interests anything you can possibly share You can see me in the days and nights when my hand reaches out to you I want you here cradling my arms submerging through my mind
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Jun 13, 2019
Jun 13, 2019 at 10:29 AM UTC
Lullaby
“Alright, enough - let me stop looking” through the feed: where they went what they ate who they saw where they spent is it just me or does it seem uncanny that I am the only one feeling more lost as I enter my virtual scrapbook my ups and downs unfurl and curl me around after merely twenty minutes, activating to navigating surreptitiously agitating “I wonder how he’s doing oh how about her too” through the feed: how they snapped what they chatted seems nosey but just want to stay in the loop it is just me or does it seem melancholy that I am the only one feeling more lost as I leave my inner diary wanting to restart: empty and     unscathed
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Dec 28, 2017
Dec 28, 2017 at 1:41 PM UTC
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