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 Jun 2014 TheExpat
Joe Bradley
Haiku
 Jun 2014 TheExpat
Joe Bradley
The constant struggle
Between the things that we feel
And what fits in words
 Jun 2014 TheExpat
EleniH
Watch a blade of grass,
Dance happily in the wind,
Green and full of life.
I had to do this as part of my homework, and thought to myself, " Why not post it on Hello Poetry?" So I did.
Remakes of old foreign films
Frankly fail to thrill.
Comedies are too predictable,
mistaking flatulence for skill.
It’s time to think outside the box.
Turn a genre on its head.
I’m working on a thriller
About folks haunted by one dead.
They must learn the ghost’s identity;
He’ll ***** them til they do.
The working title of my screenplay?
I’m calling it “Boo-Who?”
Actually a homage to "The time of their Lives" an Abbott and Costello vehicle from 1946
 Jun 2014 TheExpat
Mike Winegar
Sunlight on a web.
Spider waits for company;
Waiting patiently.
Copyright 2014, William M. Winegar
I cannot bear to watch,
her slowly choke you,
unrequited love,
drowning your heart,
in a torrent of numbness,
an endless pool,
of tainted hope.

I cannot help but weep,
as your features darken,
and eyelids droop.
Your dreams evaporating,
into bittersweet nightmares,
your mind disintegrating,
consumed by lust.

I cannot be your salvation,
although I wish I could.
I'll try to tear down,
your wall of doubts,
that stand so proud,
and block the rays of sunlight,
from shining upon,
your gentle soul.
I'll try in vane.

I cannot make you love me,
I don't expect you too.
I just want to see you smile,
That smile you lost,
so long ago.

Maybe I can help you find it.

Use a map and compass.

But you'd only push,
The rusting point,
Into my punctured,
Heart.
For the boy I love so dearly
He will never,
Fill your lungs,
With sweetness.

He will never,
Hold your,
Aching hand.

He will never,
Mend the,
broken pieces.

He will never,
Learn to,
understand
(I'm sorry I can't think of anything to write recently)
I wish I was more,
than a second thought,
If a thought at all.

I wish I was more,
Than a safety net,
To catch you if you fall.

I wish you'd care,
Even though,
I'm always there.

I wish you'd understand,
Take your place,
And hold my hand.

I wish I was more,
than a second thought,
If a thought at all.

I wish you'd notice me,
But instead,
I feel so small.
I am just a second thought,
If a thought at all .
Where has the tide gone?
Why does it no longer,
Form a pool around my feet,
And send my aching body,
Into a fragile glass like state?

Where has the rain gone?
Why does the water,
Not fall from the parting clouds,
And crash down upon,
My broken bones?

Where has the wind gone?
Why does it no longer,
Wrap it's wrath around my core,
And wind so tightly,
Around my vacant soul?

Where has the sun gone?
Why am I left alone,
In the absolute darkness,
Unable to feel warmth,
Diffuse across my skin?

Why can't I feel pain?

Why am I so numb?
You tell me,
I need to breath,
As you watch,
My rib cage heave.

There's comfort,
In your clouded eyes,
But I ignore,
Your feeble cries,
It's pity lined,
With bitter lies.

You tell me,
I need to breath,
I hold my breath,
And watch you leave.

*you tell me,
I need to breath,
And suffocate,
My self belief.
There's a rooms where the light
won't find you,
Darkness will dilute all
You hoped to be.
In the black you can't see,
What's behind you,
But his breath is so heavy,
As you breathe.

Trapped in a open space,
That feels endlessly enclosed.
You can't escape the truth,
Or walk down the right paths road.

In this room where the light,
won't find you.
All alone is the life,
You can achieve.
In the black you can't see,
What's behind you,
But you'll feel him,
As he falls to his feet.
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