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  Jun 2018 Red
Nyx

Whats the point in giving my heart away
Whats the point of giving it to a boy who wont stay
A boy that is full of lies and deceit
A boy that somehow I found to be sweet

What is it about the dangerous and the bad
The hurt, the broken and all of the cheats
What is it about them that draws us in
What is it that causes our hearts to skip a beat

Though they lie, manipulate
We fall for their traps
Too perfectly set up
There are no gaps

Our hearts are drawn in
Its so perfect and right
Sweet whispers in the air
Cold kiss of the night

Within their dark and stormy eyes
We see our reflection
They hold the same hurt, Same pain
The desperate need for affection
Though these feeling are in vain

We can fix them, Help them
We can be the one who changes their ways
And there we are trapped
imprisoned within that deceitful gaze

Intoxicated by sugar coated words
convincing ourselves we want nothing more
That we are more then just any other girl
That we can feel their love deep within our core

It takes time and pain to realise the truth
The harsh, cruel reality that knocks on our door
Just a game to them, it was never anything more
To them we are no different to a common *****

Suffering in silence, crying a flood of tears
Then being filled with anger, the rage and the fears
Questioning ourself worth as we thought we knew better
But all of these feelings just seem to bring them pleasure

A never ending cycle of victims and pain
Hopefully karma catches up to them one day
As too many have fallen as they decided to play
To All have been enslaved within this Sadistic game
  Jun 2018 Red
Nyx

I'm over you
I can move on
I'm determined now
I've changed

Your Number
D e l e t e d
Your Texts
D e l e t e d
Your Photos
D e l e t e d

Erasing your very existence from my life
All physical evidence of you is gone
Yet I can't seem to shake you from my mind

Your Voice
U n d e l e t a b l e
Your Face
U n d e l e t a b l e
Your touch
U n d e l e t a b l e

Our memories.
U n t o u c h a b l e

  Jun 2018 Red
Nyx

There is one boy
That I'll always admire
His wavy ash brown hair
Gentle, warm loving eyes
He's but a lost memory
A blast from the past
Still each time i see him
I just wished it had last
He doesn't stand out
Quiet and meek
He stands to the side
As he rarely speaks
Kind and pure
Its quite odd to see
But I still remember a time
he got hurt and bleed
He's in love with the colour green
Wearing it everywhere he goes
Its quite literally
On everything he owns
He's afraid of hurting others
Straight forward and honest
But no matter what happened
He always keeps his promise
Incredibly bad with words
He stumbles and falls
A strange personality
He's really is a little oddball
Tall and attractive
A fairly cute face
large toothy grin
His messy hair out of place
Though time has moved on
We forgot one another
same environment
yet so far from each other
When our paths cross ways
A cheerful smile floods his face
he rapidly waves at me
He has me in a daze
I send a bright smile
And a small little wave
No words spoken
As continue our day
A boy and a girl
Both childhood friends
But as time ticked by
that all seemed to end
Merely a small interaction
Though we are no longer the same
Allows my heart to feel satisfaction
Even when nothing else remains

He's that one boy.

He's that one boy I'll always remember
As he will always have that little place in my heart
Even if we have drifted apart
  Jun 2018 Red
thomezzz
So many of these words have been about you...
I've written them during my darkest hours,
in the middle of the night after too many drinks,
that were accompanied by too many cigarettes,
after I had tossed and turned for what seemed like forever,
with you stuck in my head; those lingering aftershocks.
After listening to so many sad songs with the volume too loud,
I opened this computer and put down how you made me feel,
typed out the words that I never got to say to you,
poured out all the sorrow, and regret, and mistrust;
the jarring color of it, all viole(n)t red.
Let it soak through the keys and bloom into this portrait of you:
A picture of who you really were...a snapshot...a Polaroid.
And now that its finally tangible,
I can see all your sharp edges and black shadows
and how much I wanted to smooth you out and cast a light.
I can feel everything I wanted you to be
and how much it hurt when you disappointed me.

I hold your picture in my hands that I created with my words
and think about the all those depths you brought me to...
All those nights I spent wishing things were different.
All those hours I spent wishing you still loved me.
All those minutes I spent wishing I didn't cry over you.
All those seconds I spent wishing I never met you.
And I think I finally have the strength to rip you apart.
And forget you....for good.
  Jun 2018 Red
Nishu Mathur
The sea is still today
It's cerulean blue and gold
I think of the thoughts it carries
Within its hidden folds.
Its touch is soft and gentle
It soothes the ache of years
But I wonder how many waves
Are made from fallen tears.
Dear everyone,

This is such a surprise! Thank you all for your likes, loves and responses. I have not been very active on Hello Poetry, but will get back in action soon. So much appreciated. Thank you Hello Poetry for selecting this as a daily. Thank you so much my friends and fellow poets for taking the time to read this poem of mine. It means the world to me.  Love to everyone **
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