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Your effervescent eyes striking
A bowling ball hitting pins
Staring into I know
Must end this before it begins

You think want to be absorbed
My life and my routine
Trust me
If aware of what that entails
Wouldn't be so keen

And brushed dust right off my skin
Helped me once more stand
Am grateful you let me lean on your frame
Supported with a steady hand

But knew somehow I'd do you wrong
For me you are too good
Always those who give the most
That do not get treated how they should

So memorized the details
Stored safely in my head
Differences between history
And the limbo I found in your bed

As I lost my way I learned
All love will bring certain pain
So it is safer for both of us
To just steer clear of the rain

Happiness only lasts for so long
Until it's abruptly cut short
I'd rather decide to go seperate ways now
Then wait til we have belongings to sort

As I drift further from you
One cowardly inch at a time
My attraction steadily decreases
Yours proportionately climbs

I miss experiencing fireworks
Butterflies
Flame lit in the dark
Those sensations vanished when love did
Yet I am still holding out for that spark
 Mar 2021 Kristen
Tyler Durden
helix
 Mar 2021 Kristen
Tyler Durden
I found your earrings on my window sill
I’m not sure how long they’ve been there or
If you know they’re missing
I’m too scared to move them
So I just pretend not to see

She found your earrings on my window sill
I didn’t know what to say
It’s been months and I can’t even utter your name
Still you lie on the window sill

Winter came and found your earrings by the window
Cold and harsh
That’s what I loved about you
I wonder what you loved about me
Did you love these earrings?
Do you think of them
Do you think of me?
She burst into a dance
A fiery splatter of sparks
From the tips of her toes
Rhythm and tune in her movements
She flew around the floor with smoothness
Her dress twirling with her like flames
Her arms flailing in calculated moves
Her hair a fierce fire cracking behind her
She closes her eyes and takes a leap
The air soars past her ears and
Her feet touch the ground with grace
~ 12/2/21
 Feb 2021 Kristen
Keith Wilson
If everything is going well
then something must be wrong
 Feb 2021 Kristen
Donna
Ouch
 Feb 2021 Kristen
Donna
I've become a great
expert in karate , thanks
to those pesky gnats
Those pesky gnats have bit  me alive this year there so annoying !!
But I'm learning great karate moves :)
If I could turn back time
I would hit Backspace all day,
Id put on Caps Lock
and SHOUT what I say.

I'd use the whole Alphabet
To tell you hello,
Press seven Numbers
Til you picked up the phone.

I'd Tab through the comments
I didn't want to hear,
And use the Arrow Keys
To drag your body near.

I would Delete the harsh words
I didn't mean to speak,
And Insert the "I love yous"
I before couldn't leak.

I would use Ctrl to
Keep reigns over my heart,
And I would Escape lies
That tore us apart.

I'd Print out your photo
And kiss it goodnight,
Use the Calculator
To check that we were right.

I'd Paint you a picture
of us, you and me,
Then I'd hit Enter
Just so you would see.

Those are the things
I would do in my strife,
If only Backspace
worked in real life.
This is the first poem (that I have a copy of) i wrote that I actually thought was good. I was in seventh grade, twelve years old, and I wrote it for a newspaper competition. I knew it was really great but I didn't think I would beat all other applicants in the state in my age group. So you can imagine my surprise I'm sure when I DID win! That is the first time I was proud of my writing. So this one has a lot of special sentimental value. Thanks for reading.
 Feb 2021 Kristen
Ciel Noir
Atom
 Feb 2021 Kristen
Ciel Noir
What other kind              of creature could divide        
        Each different thing             into its different sides                
  With chaos versus             order, dark and light
The stark duality of         wrong and right
We even split the very        world in two
With human versus human,       we and you
But still no matter how much      we divide
Each thing has infinitely many      sides
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unto him one does implore

please donate two and a half thou
to Hello Poetry
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picked dollar greenery

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indicating the funding your
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