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wit_and_whimsy
wit_and_whimsy
22/F Wife | Writer | "Speak your mind, even if your voice shakes"
You can’t touch it Like the gummy pink scar You nervously run your fingers over. You can’t heal it With a kiss from mom Or a few stitches at the hospital. You can’t ignore it Like a tumor Slowly infesting your body. You can only try to hide it Like a hickey From a crummy one-night stand. And it never goes away - It never goes away - It never goes away - It will never go away.
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Jan 10, 2022
Jan 10, 2022 at 12:02 PM UTC
Heartache
Fellow poets, We cannot be merely strangers, for we share more than a passing glance We share our lives here Our true lives Our deepest parts of ourselves We know each other better than we know ourselves It's your poems that inspire me, and my poems that inspire you. I wish I knew more of you, for if we spoke, I'm sure we'd be the greatest of friends. This site is called "Hello Poetry", so let's put that name to good use. Let's say hello, unite, and become stronger than our fears. Hello I'm here. What's your name?
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Nov 6, 2016
Nov 6, 2016 at 4:15 PM UTC
Our Community
Please forgive me, baby.
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Nov 6, 2016
Nov 6, 2016 at 4:07 PM UTC
Anonymous Apologies
Hello Miss Red Petticoat How I wish I knew your name I see a spark within your eyes that says "I can't be tamed" You caught my eye and now I know that I'm in deep deep trouble Your teasing glances, though so sweet, will turn my joy to ruble I cannot have you as my own, my parents wouldn't allow it And anyways, I feel something for you, but I'm too afraid to show it So please, beautiful, let your presence in my mind be called history Because, as much as I want to know, your name must remain a mystery
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Nov 6, 2016
Nov 6, 2016 at 4:04 PM UTC
Miss Red Petticoat
I want to go home. No not that type of home. Not the type with a roof And four walls, maybe more if you're lucky. Ding **** I go from door to door searching for the right home How many doorbells does it take to find the right door? A few of them invite me inside. "Make yourself at home" they say But how can they tell me to do that if I don't even know what home feels like? But no. I once knew what home felt like. Home was his open arms His warm body His sparkling eyes His unforgettable smile Home felt happy. But then I couldn't afford to pay the price to keep him as mine. So they foreclosed on my home and snatched him away. Now I wonder if I'll ever find a new home.
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Oct 22, 2015
Oct 22, 2015 at 6:32 PM UTC
Homeless
One day I found myself calling my reflection names I wouldn't even call my worst enemy
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Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 12:21 AM UTC
Self hate
Spontaneous dancing Up all night Making memories Messy rooms Everyday Adventures Road trips
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Jul 12, 2015
Jul 12, 2015 at 10:38 PM UTC
Summer (acrostic)
After you left, I fell hard on the sharp edges of my own shattered heart. And as I poured out the remains of my soul for you, You bleached me from your memory.
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Jun 2, 2015
Jun 2, 2015 at 8:37 PM UTC
Untitled
My soul brims on the verge of tears, As I now face my biggest fear. A number that I strongly hate Its double digits dominate. Paper: Shavings from a tree How then could it conquer me? I clench my fists with sweet revenge. My grade, I promise to avenge. For nothing gives me more remorse than tests in my English 1 course. This result truly hurts my brain. Ninety and six. Oh! Such a pain!
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Jun 2, 2015
Jun 2, 2015 at 8:24 PM UTC
On the subject of getting a 96 on a test
Go collect white feathers, and tie them up with strings. I'll be your guardian angel if you'd only make me wings.
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Jun 2, 2015
Jun 2, 2015 at 8:17 PM UTC
Untitled (20w)