JustHayy: Favorites

Oct 2018 JustHayy

Lily

I want to first thank
my heart

for letting go

And second
my hands

For growing tired
of tirelessly reciting
memories of you.

I’ve long grown quiet.

My heart,
no longer sings for you.

My pen,
no longer bleeds
for you.

Your love was the bloodstream of my words;
The echo of my heart’s song.

Though I am at
a loss for words,
I have learned
to listen close.

Oct 2018 JustHayy

Room To Grow

Oct 2018 JustHayy

Lily

Room To Grow

It was in our breaking
that love ran richest
through my blood.

In the tearing,
of my very soul
that light came rushing in
as if it had been veiled without my knowing.

Only through the tearing of hearts,
did your love have it’s way with me.

Only through infliction did the heart find room to grow.

Oct 2018 JustHayy

The Last Time I Felt Love

Oct 2018 JustHayy

Lily

The Last Time I Felt Love

I remember the evening
that we sat clinging
to paper cups
of coffee gone cold

over secrets spilled and memories told
two bodies cursed
with hearts grown old

behind your eyes
I found new worlds
A winding road stretched out for miles
to a small cafe at the end of the isle

Sweet pastries filled the mouths
of those who sat beside us
and stayed for a while.

How the hours went by,
people just passing through
The descending sun ending
a forever with you.

Oct 2018 JustHayy

You're Worthless

Oct 2018 JustHayy

Jonathan

You're Worthless

That got your attention
Didn't it?
Even though I am a stranger
Who couldn't possibly know it to be true
And worth is subjective
Arbitrary
Those who know you would disagree
And point out your merits
And you would weigh yourself
To realise that not all parts are equal
Who am I to say such things?

And yet you take the time to read it
Reread, incase you misread
In reading you contemplate it's truth
You are my puppet, and me your puppeteer
How could you be such a sheep!

Why are you amused?
Why does insult carry more meaning than praise?

It's easy to hurt.
Sticks and stones may break your bones
But words can make you think you deserved it.
We are social beings and so
We look for validation
But insult stands out
It leaves a branded mark in our brains
And so we spotlight it
Unfairly
Unjustly

It's easy to be sad.
But it's fulfilling to be happy.
Being positive is hard
But it's worth it in the end.

How could I possibly know?
I couldn't.
But I do.
And soon you will too.

What are you doing now?

You are reading!

Now you are smiling.

You're Wonderful

Inspired by Dennis Willis's "You Are a Hallucination"

Sticks and stones line borrowed from xkcd's comic.
https://xkcd.com/1216/

#worthlessness #negativity #positivity #insult #praise #sad #happy

Oct 2018 JustHayy

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Oct 2018 JustHayy

W

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She felt like she had nothing to lose
Maybe that's why she dived
Head first without thinking of the consequences
W.K

#love #beautiful #deep #you #ocean #consequences #loving #relationship #risk #it

Oct 2018 JustHayy

broken arrow

Oct 2018 JustHayy

strawberry fields

broken arrow

i crashed somewhere
your barren heart’s desert—
buried in sand

#10w

Oct 2018 JustHayy

Us Behind Masks

Oct 2018 JustHayy

Hailee Harris

Us Behind Masks

every morning we look into the mirror and everyone sees something different. someone sees big bright smile and someone sees dark circle under the eyes. someone is shining with happiness and someone is just empty shell without emotions. someone goes to work/school with that bright smile from the morning, but someone has to think which mask he/she will wear today. most people see us that we are happy with our lives, but those are only masks. masks that hide us from the world. and why do we wear masks? I wear them to protect myself, to hide my weak self. someone once told me, that I changed. but it's not true I just changed my mask. we wear masks to make other people proud. then we make one mistake and they judge us. they tell us to be ourselves... but when we are, they don't like it. so question is:
Do you really want me to stop hide behind my masks when I'm broken? Do you want to see me break down because of my past? Do you really want to see this side of me? I don't think so.

I'm not really sure if this is a poem or poetry but oh well, I did my best. :))

Oct 2018 JustHayy

rot in hell, brett kavanaugh

Oct 2018 JustHayy

cait-cait

rot in hell, brett kavanaugh

the devil’s eyes are blue ,
from when they made him up in heaven ,

but he keeps his girls like toys,
strewn,
broken
and like dolls, they lay in piles.

you know,
ive always kept my mouth closed ,
and my sharp teeth dulled,
for i have been forced to wear a smile
to cover up each bruise .

so how come,
when
he looks at her like a dog ,
you all just let him bite?

do you think he ever kissed his wife’s wounds?

because
you know, we know that you men all kiss his,
right?

it is time to be angry. It is time for women to bite and kick and scream and make everyone sorry for ever thinking that any of this was okay. I’m sorry Doctor Ford.

#kiss #bite #devil #bruise #pain #broken #toys #political #politics #fight