Haze - Hello Poetry

Haze Feb 2021

Faintly

The swaying leaves from a tree
Remind me
A bit of me,
and a bit of you—

Were blunt with your sadness
Where I did not need
A sight of you
To know you’re in a hue of
Dark Blue

Barely standing, you were
In shivers from a freezing cold
The cold—
A sharp hue of darkened gray
Convinced you
That there was no sunlight to step out into anyway

Maybe,
It was the faint scent of a sad rain
Lingering over you
A crisp scent— that clearly drew me into
An all too familiar feeling.

Any feedback will be much appreciated, thanks!

#sad #rhyme #love #teen #valentinesday #friendship #romance

Haze Feb 2021

A Feeling-- Fleeting?

Care is such a strong word,
A word, perhaps by chance
Or decision--
Evoking an emotion,
A stronger intention

But why?
Do I
Feel knees weak
When I realized
That I was caring for you?

This is just another one of the very few poems that I have about sad, unrequited love of some sort and again immediately thought it's kind of fitting to share them here now since the 14th is just around the corner. Any feedback will be much appreciated, thanks!

#sad #love #teen #valentinesday #friendship #unrequited #life #personal

Haze Feb 2021

Strings

Clearly,
Without a denial of any
You had a hold of a string I've held so dearly
You weren't sure what it was
But you were certain--
You didn't have that
Kind of string

So you tug into it
And you tug into it some more
You tug it just enough to get a hold of a string I've held so dearly

I just have a few poems about sad, unrequited love I wrote some time ago and immediately thought it's kind of fitting to share them here now since the 14th is just around the corner. Any feedback will be much appreciated, thanks!

#sad #love #teen #valentinesday #friendship #unrequited #life

Haze Feb 2021

Parched for Calm

Sunlight
Voices, speaking
Chit-chat and distant quarreling
My dogs ecstatic
To see and smell me-
I was awake.

Scattered and overwhelming thoughts
I usually never have time for them;
I allow a thought for a minute or two
Breathing in slowly,
Bathing in them deeply
Bittersweet, in confrontation and in fear.

A pass of split-second; and
I let it go
Absent any resolve,
Awake.

I make myself a glass of water
Neither warm nor cold
My blank canvas for the day
A longing for its neutral calmness
It is only in that first glass that I taste the pure
Calm.

When my soul's just half awake
The colors at its brightest
The wind at its lightest
My heart at its quietest
It was the only time apart from slumber
That my mind finds genuine rest

I only had a glass.

When we wake up, what happens?

This is the first poem I've ever written; almost a year ago to be exact.
Any feedback will be very much appreciated, thanks!

#life #melancholy #introspection #sad #pensive #love #issues #society #problems #pain

Haze Feb 2021

A weightless thought of a weightless passerby

What if I died-
Today, tomorrow?
Later?
What weight does it have
Gravity; all that sorrow?

The weight of it all-
Pain, fear, love, happiness, and
All other emotions of all sorts
Suddenly turn to mist;
A weightless,
Dream.

Was I wrong to feel things too deeply?
When every single thing-
That mattered too deeply
Is bound to be a faded memory?
What does strength in this life even mean,
To those eventual weightless dreams?

Perhaps, it is a curse
That when I pause
And breathe
It felt okay
To feel,
And to feel deeply
Even when it is all bound to be
A weightless, faded memory.

Any feedback will be very much appreciated, thanks!

#life #introspection #refection #pensive #sad #world #existence #love #pain #fear

Haze Feb 2021

Treading slowly

You try to trace
All your feelings
“Where’d they go?”

It’s hard to be brave
Treading, everywhere
Knowing only what you know-

Scared,
For you just wouldn’t know
Just how much things matter
To them

You say
What matters to me is what matters;
That’ll be enough!
You say that whilst feeling the cold pass through the sheer cloak of confidence you are wearing

Scared-
For you just wouldn’t know
Just how much things matter
To them

#introspection #life #reflection #solitude #melancholy #world

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