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I vredens tider
Med de triste munde
Er det vigtigt at huske
På de gode stunde

Kroppen bliver bundet
Af sindets tanker
Og udvikler sig efter
Til et emotionelt anker

Når vreden den rammer
Og bliver til fysiske skrammer
Bliver sund fornuft
Sat bag stål og trammer
I am speaking with a homeless man.
He got 7 dollars in his pocket.
A smile on his face.
And his heart is warmer than most penthouses.
I listen to his old voice while I listen
To music by a star who is far more poor.
You can be rich in so many ways but sadly love and kindness won't keep you full or dry from the rain.
My head is awfully stupid.
"Remember this equation" I yell.
I know it will be on the test.
My brain responds by
remembering all the lyrics
to a song by Taylor Swift.

I cry as I fail my test in physics.
My head is an anarchist, remembering what he wants.
It's night and I am to wonder
What is this sinister madness?
shocking me like thunder
an unexplainable sadness!
Sadness from sheering silence
Erasing all hope and guidance.

I wonder. But find no reasons
Why this sadness is needed
and like spiritual dry seasons
Wither the joy I once seeded
Drained and bleak, but why?
Sadness and silence, no reply.

Time passes days and weeks
I am still with no explanation
And when the sun finally peaks
I feel this relieved sensation
But why did the sadness go?
why did it come? *I don't know.
Sometimes I just feel sad I don't know why. No warning, no reason just sadness. But I always manage so I just hold tight and wait for better days.
I have sailed the seven seas
on a sturdy ship with sturdy sails
And  felt the ocean breeze
while guided by the whales.

I have fought a giant snake
A killer shark, a one eyed squid
and a monster from a lake
when I was just a little kid

By  my side was  my crew:
An otter, a dinosaur, a  fisher bear.
Sailing across the ocean blue
together  with  joy and care.

But at the end of the day
I would visit my last location
I would put my toys away.
harboring my imagination.
Imagination is probably a kids best "crewmate". I remember as a kid how many adventures I had just by sitting on a carpet or on a chair. Imagining how the carpet was a boat or the chair a spaceship.
I once a got a present
It was danish design
A hoptimist. I was confused.
No function. Not pretty.

Just expensive...

I realized I was a hoptimist.

So I kept it...
My friend got a bunch of these I don't know why.
I really truly wish I had
A Jellyfish tank in my living room
And no colleagues and friends I ain't mad
because imagine people that peaceful gloom
Of a little mindless pudding swimming in the water
But when I think about it I might rather have an otter
T                     T                   T            T    
E                      E                    E           E
N                  N                     N            N  
T                T                          T            T  
    ­ A                  A                    A             A
           C                    C                    C              C
      ­       L                L                      L                L
           E                      E                       E               E
         S                         S                       S                  S
I wrote tentacles wrong the first time....I almost strangled my pet rock...
I wander around in the valley of despair
To find the person who might repair
a shattered heart a long time scar
I wonder where you are.

And as I walk deeper into the pit of misery
I lose all my vision and cannot see
the spark of hope and solution
I wonder if love is an illusion.

And as the shadows break my resistance
I see a warm red light in the distance
as you save me and open my chest
I whisper "please, save the rest".

I hear the sound of fixing and engineering
and I feel all the pain disappearing
from my chest and my mind
I feel a love that's kind

I thank you, but suddenly I look and realize
what you did for me, that sacrifice.
In the silence of pounding hearts
I look at your missing parts.

To return the favor I hold you dear and tight
and I truly love you with all my might.
Merging both our hearts with care
to leave the valley of despair.
Love can truly put you in a sorrowful position, but at the same time lift your spirit up above the sky! :)
I have read so many wonderful poems,
haiku's, 10 words, so many more, and none are alike!
But we tend to forget about spoken word poems,
Hello Poetry, can you make it possible to share our spoken words as well as our massive pile on's of endless poetry. Spoken Words would add to the sight, and only make it better.
I wish I could also Use Hellopoetry on my mobile phone, in an app,
I'm not sure about anyone else, but that would maybe add to HP

Please consider what I've had to say, c:
Please send repost like and share and comment anything else you think the sight needs since it's growing in great ways. Please share and like if you agree c:
In the blink of an eye, you start to wonder
When did it all begin?
Why did it all happen?
Will it ever stop?

Every story ends with “happily ever after”
But only to one point
Because you can’t be happy forever
No one can ever be

So take a look around
If you’re happy, you will never blick
If you’re lucky, you will never ask
If you still don’t know, I’ll spell it for you
You’re better off dead and not alive

So with time passing by, approaching Death
Don’t you want to end it sooner?
I do
I want stop right here
I want stay here frozen in time
Or not be here at all
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