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You don't have to go home
But you can't stay here
Do your talking
While you walking
Drink thy beer
Be gone
Beyond my sight
And my ear.
I wake up in a panic
my clothes stuck to me with sweat
heart pounding
mind racing
your touch lingers on my skin
I want to scrub it off
the scent of you fills the room
and panic threatens to suffocate me
my throat closes up
and tears run down my cheeks
those tragic flashbacks
they take me back to those moments
I wish they would go away
three people responsible
for the ***** feeling I can never wash away
you invaded me
knocked down my guards
and stole something I didn't want you to have
the revulsion of your actions
churn in my stomach
the lack of proof gives you opportunity
opportunity to do it to someone else
the shame of keeping it secret fills me
I wish I spoke up sooner
but fear clamped my mouth shut
Good morning, good afternoon, good evening, and goodnight.

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yours truly,

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 Aug 27 Soulless
Bekah Halle
I thought it was just me,
The only one with the problem --

The only one having issues,
Everyone else seemed to be alright --

But, then I find out later,
Much later,
That it wasn't just me,
That you, too, were also stuck --

Going around and round
In circles;
The ****** loop
Of (self) alienation --

It wasn't just me,
It was you too,

You were also fighting
the invisible blocks;
Bad gateways,
Stuck spirals...

Out there trying to figure it all
on your own.
I rescind my apprehensions and anxieties about college
a new place with new people and new experiences
that always lets the nerves to creep in and take control
but this time is different
I feel confident and accomplished
I take this time in my life in strides
and I succeed
it's only been 2 full days of classes
but I got this
so I rescind my apprehensions and anxieties
about college
I am thriving
now I just need some friends (other than my roommate)
rescind: revoke, cancel, or repeal (a law, order, or agreement)
the  gun nuts touting the  2nd amendment for profit
claiming  trump will make anything "great again"
are scary as ****.
and chock full of sin.

we used to shut ‘em down
and slaughter them without a frown
in big brutal fires.
The ATF 's  ******* desires.

NOW ?
they run the senate.
and they run the house.
And we have to hide away  quietly as a  little mouse.

The whiplash between Waco’s murderous  inferno
and today’s political climate
is one of the most jarring contradictions
in recent American history.
All charred and blistery.

What was once seen as a
dangerous, cultish, fringe,
now is YouTube-cleansed and repeated
like' The Apprentice '  for binge, binge, binge.

Now bunker builders and bullet hoarders
are wearing their cheap Sunday suits
and writing our educational and world health care policies like cheap money grubbing prostitutes.

The same archetype that got
flattened by our prayer backed tanks and flames
now sits on oversight committees, playing monopoly games
drooling over their own plastic daughters
and fake big-*** Matt Gaetz-sized *******,
waving  the pocket  Constitution and envying prostitution,
proclaiming  themselves
"patriots and worse.  What did  the average American do  to deserve this curse.."

that shift
from siege to Senate From Insurrection to handed out pill *******.
is terrifying.  And to whom are we now supposed to be relying ?

And Marjorie Taylor Greene...
look at her face.
Horrifying. No denying.

What happened at Waco
wasn’t just a tragedy,
it was a signpost,
haunted by ***** Jim Morrison wannabe ghost.

A moment where the government said:
“this is the line.”
but a lil fire will be just fine.

but what happens
when the line itself becomes   the  joke,
a guillotine for all ,  
polished and meant to be seen.

The same ideologies
that once earned a militarized raid
now cozy up with national leadership fat in the shade.
and Sunday school worship trade?

that’s not evolution
that’s a metastasis.
and every tithe helps it persist.

Why was McCarthy so adamant? So scared not because like them he "cared".
Because he knew the Bolsheviks were
(and always have been)
right.

It’s clear to see
in black and white. You have no right to fight.

****** gun cults, ( no animal sticks around for 15 rounds)
Racial grievance and white hate backlash , tired of all the blame. Yet it buries all the same.
pseudo-religious authoritarianism Christo fascism !

They’ve rebranded themselves
their ignorance  and hate and its sadly too late.
Now we starve from Tariffs and wait to die, homeless and plague ridden . The revolution will not be televised   or hidden.
Its a political platform,
not  hollow threats. Roe vs. Wade  bye bye.

No regrets,
doubling and tripling down,
new tariffs to paint the orange clown.  Your body   Ha!
Our  choice,  You never have had a vote against the corporatocracy or a voice.

and the brown shirts are not hiding anymore.
they will come drag you out your OWN front door.

Right  now they’re holding rallies.
they’re writing new laws.
and sharpening old G.O.P.  claws.

and it’s not just absurd.
it’s a kind of national amnesia.

We’ve gone from watching
the FBI torch " nut ball" compounds
to  our "elected' leaders  loading  more rounds,
Launching free AR-15 Christmas cards
as dead kids pile up
in  old school yards
( Remember these are your " Russian "  elected officials.)
no tampering or hampering.
somehow
toothless, brainwashed Christians
are cheering it on.
with Trump signs planted
next to flags
on their lawn.

despair and lunacy
and the only honest language is buried.

That cognitive dissonance
isn’t just personal , it's deadly
it’s starving kids
and cutting school lunches.

it’s systemic,
endemic,
and we will die
in the next pandemic.

this world,
and its Xi JingPing,
Putin,
Elon ***** rocket leaders
don’t deserve our obedience.
let alone respect.

we will see the neglect
in retrospect.
when Trump refuses to leave office
and they come to your door to collect.

starts like always
with banning books.
easier than street fires
where everyone looks.

but same result.
same intellectual assault.
and insult.

and openly racist attacks
with guns and party rhetoric
jammed in our backs.

our people,
and their homes,
and at their jobs.
turn us into fat, greasy, brainless
dollar store candy slobs.

teach the young Republicans
to hate and attack
the gays,

the frogs,
the fluoride water.
it’s all their fault
anyways.

transgender people
openly assaulted
with no remorse,
no compassion.
steal and stock up
on rations.

“America, America,
God shed His grace on thee…”
…and sold bibles,
and golden shoes,
and cardboard N-F-T…

gospel turned grift,
Jesus’s greatest gift.

patriotism turned cosplay,
action now
no oversight, no delay.

P.T.A fake dignity  traded in
for airbrushed
A.I. ******* fantasy
NFTs of  their hot jew  Messiah
with abs and a gun.
all for *** luck Sunday  family fun.

Family hunted in public
for being different
and  those detaining
call it
“freedom.”

Free to buy more crap
you don’t need
and can’t afford.
taught to swipe and ignore
and greedily hoard.

America, America…
God shed His grace on thee…
The nature
Of all
Your jotting
And where it gets
Revealed
Seems like
A chocolate orange
Left on
Chrimbo Eve.
 Aug 27 Soulless
Skyler M
Heightened sense of awareness,
Stuck in a pool of pure bliss,
Ten toes down, its hit or miss,
I’m not ashamed to admit this,
I won’t ever forget your kiss.

Another fond memory lost,
I wish I’d known the cost,

I wish I’d known the cost,
I’m so ******* lost.

Fleeting moment of clarity,
Recognizing the disparity,
Of your extraordinary rarity,
Veer off the cliff for austerity,
I recognize the hilarity of it all.

Another fond memory lost,
I wish I’d known the cost,

I wish I’d known the cost,
I’m so ******* lost.

Before I could hurt you,
I let you find a better view,
I’m sure this was right to do,
Well, phew,
You could’ve cut through,
It’d be quite bad if you knew,
I’m completely run through.
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