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yellow-pony-on-the-run
Just a girl trying to figure out life and at the same time running from it, using poetry and songwriting as a way to cope with the attacks of memories and feelings. Sharing everything in it's rawest form in my poems.
Wake me up Make me yours Show me your strength I’ll give you my body Get in my head Take my heart Kiss my soul I’ll give you my obedience Feel me Know me Become one with me I’ll give you my everything
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Dec 28, 2020
Dec 28, 2020 at 10:25 AM UTC
Remembering S
Dress her up She’s here for you Doll her up As you desire to She doesn’t feel She doesn’t see And she will kneel That’s how she’s supposed to be Tie her up She knows her place Use her up She has no grace She cannot say That she won’t play And she will be What you want her to be And when you’re done Just kiss and tell She won’t mind After all...she’s for sale.
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Jul 26, 2020
Jul 26, 2020 at 5:11 PM UTC
Doll
Oh how you get me high To fly on the clouds Oh how you hold me tight Covered with clouds Oh how you tie me up Your see through cloudy bounds Oh how I can’t let go Without meeting the ground No I can no longer Stay in your cloud No it just rains so much And I’m starting to drown No please just let me go How foggy is my mind For eternity locked inside Your evil cloud
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Jul 26, 2020
Jul 26, 2020 at 5:01 PM UTC
Clouds
Warm it up Until it’s incandescently happy Stroke it well Until it shines with joy Crooked smile Points to what is to come Ugly spark In your eye before you proceed Tear it out Leave nothing behind Squeeze it well Until there’s nothing left Slice it up Lifeless on a plate Eat it quick Before the life runs out No taste there? You used it all up You squeezed it all up You messed it all up You... made it give up And it will never beat for you again.
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Jul 26, 2020
Jul 26, 2020 at 4:34 PM UTC
Heart on a plate
You’re here I can see you But where do you go? I can’t feel you You come I can touch you But wait Again I lose you You sleep I lay on your chest You dream Without a rest I see You next to me And yet You’re not with me
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Jul 14, 2020
Jul 14, 2020 at 7:47 AM UTC
Absent
Hurt is the way how to show me your love Hurt is how I know I’m never enough You smile and I know that for a moment you care Next thing I wanna die under your freezing stare. Hot and cold could be your both middle names I never know which one is next And getting bit tired of your silly games While you’re the one who plays the best. Why are you so much fun to be around? Why do you leave me in my tears to drown? Why do your eyes say „My love, I’m your home“? And your words make me feel as ever alone. Love and hate on a date sharing a cold one Which one is your queen tonight? Spite off and charm on, let’s fool everyone That night is day and day is night.
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Dec 1, 2019
Dec 1, 2019 at 11:16 AM UTC
Hot and cold
„Yours  truly“ Finished page, just sign the letter with your name. Be careful, since you only have that one shot at this game. No hurries Once the whitey paper ***** in all the ink, Lean back and pour yourself a glass of the very special drink. No wine and no beer conceals the bottle No headache nor vertigo next day The memories will no longer hunt you down Just take the road and let be shown the way. There is too much to question and too much aggression I have a confession it’s my indiscretion Breath of a cancer Touch of elegant dancer Ego enhancer But never an answer Flashback into the days when everything was black and white when simply enough you could tell what’s wrong and what is right Oh wait that must have been another section of the book because this chapter is what they unmercifully took Browsing the shelves inside the library Hoping to find the missing parts The bookcases stare at you adversary Sometimes you just don’t get the perfect cards There was too much to question and only aggression through my confession gone’s indiscretion away with the cancer exhausted’s the dancer being the balancer while seeking the answer Too often washing off everyone’s melancholy stink wishing they would just one day ****** off and got a shrink One’s mind absorbs the good from people but the bad as well on the outside, though, it makes sure that no one can ever tell The book of the dead is not a fairy tale And the book of life isn’t yet for rent All there is left is to come up with a plan On how to stand up when the body’s bent Now this is the answer this is the balancer rise again will the dancer whilst free of the cancer no more indiscretion no need for confession void of aggression rid of oppression at last.
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Apr 9, 2019
Apr 9, 2019 at 3:35 PM UTC
Yours truly
„Yours  truly“ Finished page, just sign the letter with your name. Be careful, since you only have that one shot at this game. No hurries Once the whitey paper ***** in all the ink, Lean back and pour yourself a glass of the very special drink. No wine and no beer conceals the bottle No headache nor vertigo next day The memories will no longer hunt you down Just take the road and let be shown the way. There is too much to question and too much aggression I have a confession it’s my indiscretion Breath of a cancer Touch of elegant dancer Ego enhancer But never an answer Flashback into the days when everything was black and white when simply enough you could tell what’s wrong and what is right Oh wait that must have been another section of the book because this chapter is what they unmercifully took Browsing the shelves inside the library Hoping to find the missing parts The bookcases stare at you adversary Sometimes you just don’t get the perfect cards There was too much to question and only aggression through my confession gone’s indiscretion away with the cancer exhausted’s the dancer being the balancer while seeking the answer Too often washing off everyone’s melancholy stink wishing they would just one day ****** off and got a shrink One’s mind absorbs the good from people but the bad as well on the outside, though, it makes sure that no one can ever tell The book of the dead is not a fairy tale And the book of life isn’t yet for rent All there is left is to come up with a plan On how to stand up when the body’s bent Now this is the answer this is the balancer rise again will the dancer whilst free of the cancer no more indiscretion no need for confession void of aggression rid of oppression at last.
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There’s a cliff You’re standing on it Saw that image many times in my head It was always sundown And salt was in the air Tried to take your hand You let me briefly I squeezed it gently, smiled at you You gave me a glance There was nothing in it And you let go off my hand. Edge being so so close, I slipped Tried to grab your hand But you weren’t seeing me There was a new hand in yours And you pushed me away. Falling down, I didn’t fight Knew it was over And the dark wasteness waiting below Took a deep breath, blinked And salt was in the air
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Apr 8, 2019
Apr 8, 2019 at 5:17 PM UTC
Let go
I was watching you for quite a while Your deep brown eyes and your smile Kept telling myself it's not wise But in the end the heart always tries. When I was laying down on your chest Breathless, thinking 'you're the best' You said 'I need a shower' And I regained my power And then you took me again. Is it wrong or is it just right That my ******* look like after a fight And when I close my eyes I still can feel How deep you were inside of me I think you just ****** my brain out I don't even mind that you snore But when I'm awake I want some more And thus 5am to me you have shown How electric can be 'nice and slow' You kissed me deep and touched my hair Then you entered me and breathe I didn't dare When you started to move inside I could no longer hold my sigh 'You're amazing' slipped right through my lips. Is it wrong or is it just right That my thighs look like after a fight And when I close my eyes I still can feel How deep you were inside of me I think you just ****** my brain out. You gave me memories I'll treasure And not just about the pleasure When you asked if there'll be number ten I had no idea back then From the start you made perfectly clear That a man in love I don't have to fear I guess it made me feel free You'd willingly want to be Another number to me But what I have miscalculated Was that my feelings might get escalated The more time we spent with each other I kind of wished there wasn't another But the die is cast, that's the game In honesty there is no shame Seeing you with others Was the moment I knew I was just another number to you. Is it wrong or is it just right That you brought my dark heart in the light When I close my eyes I can still feel How tight you were holding me I think you've just taken my heart.
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Apr 8, 2019
Apr 8, 2019 at 5:15 PM UTC
No. 10
I was watching you for quite a while Your deep brown eyes and your smile Kept telling myself it's not wise But in the end the heart always tries. When I was laying down on your chest Breathless, thinking 'you're the best' You said 'I need a shower' And I regained my power And then you took me again. Is it wrong or is it just right That my ******* look like after a fight And when I close my eyes I still can feel How deep you were inside of me I think you just ****** my brain out I don't even mind that you snore But when I'm awake I want some more And thus 5am to me you have shown How electric can be 'nice and slow' You kissed me deep and touched my hair Then you entered me and breathe I didn't dare When you started to move inside I could no longer hold my sigh 'You're amazing' slipped right through my lips. Is it wrong or is it just right That my thighs look like after a fight And when I close my eyes I still can feel How deep you were inside of me I think you just ****** my brain out. You gave me memories I'll treasure And not just about the pleasure When you asked if there'll be number ten I had no idea back then From the start you made perfectly clear That a man in love I don't have to fear I guess it made me feel free You'd willingly want to be Another number to me But what I have miscalculated Was that my feelings might get escalated The more time we spent with each other I kind of wished there wasn't another But the die is cast, that's the game In honesty there is no shame Seeing you with others Was the moment I knew I was just another number to you. Is it wrong or is it just right That you brought my dark heart in the light When I close my eyes I can still feel How tight you were holding me I think you've just taken my heart.
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I don’t need your money I don’t seek your attention I don’t want the love we had And I hate the memories we once shared Being torn apart Screaming until you have no voice Crying for help that won’t come You’re in pain but you feel none Some call you crazy for the things you try Some find it admirable not knowing it’s all a lie When there’s no escape and you know you’ve tried Take every chance that arise to revive what long ago died. It’s been quite a journey my friend but now it’s time for it to end So please, my stupid heart Give it up so my life can start
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Apr 8, 2019
Apr 8, 2019 at 5:13 PM UTC
Summer nightmares