lia - Hello Poetry

May 15

Decembre

Even in darkness there is still the moon.
Even when something is gone there's still our memory.
Unless we forget.

lia May 13

Maybe I’m just overthinking,
But it feels like a race I didn’t start.
Every move I make,
You echo—
Not with me,
But right beside.
You question my ways,
But offer no better ones.

It’s not a big deal,
But it builds.
And sometimes,
The way your eyes follow what mine do...
Makes me pause.

Maybe I’m wrong.
Maybe it’s nothing.
But still,
It weighs on me.

It's just a feeling....... right?

May 9

Abbott J Hardison

Weak In The Winter

I was weak in winter,
The constant frosts,
Laying over my bones.

Now Spring has come,
With a new warmth I've never known,
Blooming in the flowers of our pear trees.

A new season has brought a new warmth inside,
So I fold into the branches of the cherry trees.

My love, my life, my warmth, my spring.

#spring #love

May 7

Kai

Respect

"Respect your elders!"
"Respect your elders!"
"Respect your elders!"
"Respect your elders!"
"Respect your elders!"
"Respect your elders!"
How about respect my boundaries
Respect your place
Mind your business
Stop cyber stalking me, Ryan
Before I figure out where you are and smack you in the face

NO???? IM NOT GOING TO RESPECT MY ELDERS IF THEY DONT RESPECT ME AND THATS FINAL.

May 5

Soul-in-poetry

My little star-tear eyes

Your eyes

Look like stars

When you cry

Your tears,

Are like meteorites

Flashing by your cheeks

Oh how pretty you are—
When you cry….

My little star-tear eyes

May 3

Liana

No one

I saw them
I saw her face
And I'm sorry
But I couldn't just watch it happen

They were not going to get away with it this time
No one messes with my friends.
No one.

You can call ME names
Make comments on MY body
And laugh at ME
But there's no way
That you're doing it to her

So there's a chance I get protective over my friends. They were mocking her from afar and I marched up to them and gave them a little piece of my mind. I never resort to violence, but I made sure my words made it clear. I didn't get to say as much as I wanted to those disgusting terrible people because someone pulled me away but they better get it now. No one messes with the people I care about. NO ONE. ❤️❤️❤️

May 3

Libelle Marcellus

Here’s The Type of Person I am

When I sit alone,
Someone will ask, “Can I use this chair?”
Then carry it to another table
To laugh with friends over there—
Leaving me, still and silent,
Closed off like a clam.

Have you ever felt like this?

#lonely #alone #foreveralone