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 2299° 
aAr
"what will they think?"- the
thought i had the most in my
entire existence.
 1325° 
Josie West
my emotions lurch
like a boat in a storm;
violent and unrelenting.
the time has come
to abandon ship
and sink to the inky depths
*calm at last
 1095° 
colleen
there’s an
impostor
in the mirror
and she has
my smile.
 987° 
Khoisan
My heart
the
true artist
of your
depravity
captured
the
essence
of
trust
in
its
past and present
explicitly
stained
.
 822° 
Josie West
If I am a planet
then you are my sun
my centre
my light
you keep me safe
grounded
without you I drift
you are comfort
you are warmth
you sustain me
my sunshine
 606° 
Mrs Timetable
Can I
Live
In your
Moment?
I want to
Learn
Focus on my now
 448° 
lia
The moon left me a note last night,
Tucked in a cloud, soft and white.
It whispered, “Why rush through the sky?
Even stars take their time to shine.”
 385° 
Mary Huxley
I wore his vest,
trading stained threads
for something that smelled
just like him.

Bare legs, quiet room—
his eyes found mine,
and I swear,
time leaned in to listen.

"Just forehead kisses,"
I whispered once,
twice—
trying to stay soft
when my heart wasn’t.

But he looked at me
like I was still his,
like the ache between us
wasn’t ready to end.

His hands at my waist,
his breath on my cheek,
the silence hummed,
sweet and weak—

And then,
before goodbye could speak…
I kissed him—
once,
long,
slow,
like we forgot what leaving meant.
 349° 
Peter Gerstenmaier
Just like that, outta the blue
I realize that no matter what I do
There'll never ever be another you
And it hurts like hell...
Btw, how great is Chet Baker??
Never before have I read so many beautiful poems here at “ hello poetry “.
So much young talent.
Keep on writing and sharing poets.
It really is a joy reading your work.



Shell✨🐚
Wish I had more time reading.
 328° 
Luke
What is it like to love?
It’s cliche to say
Its like an angel was sent from above,
It’s not a feeling,
It’s a knowledge.
Knowledge that,
Wherever I am,
Wherever you are,  
My heart aches for you.
If you love, love hard, don’t be afraid to be heart broken because it mends.
 265° 
Immortality
As I stand beneath,
sky's embrace,
open arms,
claim me as its own.

each drop,
cold,
yet warmth blossom in me.

each raindrop,
feels as a caress,
a lover's kiss,
as it drenchs my soul.
just me and rain
 252° 
Joss Lennox
A million different jobs.
A million different personas.
As an adult, it's hard knowing,
"what you want to be when you grow up."
While considered "normal" in your twenties,
not so much in your thirties and beyond.
In a world that's consistently changing from one day to the next,
why aren't we allowed the same respect?
We, as parents, wear many hats in order to provide,
they label it multitasking, we're doing it to survive.
Trial and error is the only way to truly be happy in life,
otherwise you're just committed to a career you despise.
That doesn't make one irresponsible, just more knowledgeable.
Two things can be true; you can have a stable career,
and still be a writer on the side.
You can follow your dreams,
and still support your family.
I wrote this about a time I was criticized for waiting to be in my 30's, deciding to work on becoming a writer/poet still working another job while being a wife and mother. Though, I feel like most of us have a job and creative outlets. We don't always figure out who we are or what we want to do in our twenties or younger. Some of us don't have the privilege. Best not to judge, when you don't know the circumstance.
 250° 
Gizzy Graves
~


Forevermore
Shall our souls
Be intertwined


For an eternity
Would cease to exist
Without you and I


Therefore
As our bones turn to dust
We will forevermore
Remain in peacefulness


~
 243° 
Caroline Shank
Grief is a filled cloud,

vapor.
Limp.

  reaches

failed prisms.

are
easy when
night and day figures
debit
your

Balance.

my
Observation:
you

Gone.


Caroline Shank
April 15, 2025
 242° 
pnam
Us din se jab dil mein chingari si jali
Mere bhatakhtay dil ko jo basera mila
Woh pehli nazar ab bhi rahti hai khayal mein
Jab bhi door hotay ** — tanhaayi hi tanhaayi hai

Jab pehli baar tere hothon se mila tha pyaar
Woh lamha ban gaya har din ka izhaar
Jab pehli baar tera haath pakda tha
Zindagi ke humsafar ki aas ne faasle mita diye the

Har ek ghadi ab bhi dil mein yaad hai
Jaise taaron se sajaa hua asmaan hai
Jahan bhi jaun, hoon main kahin bhi agar
Waqt phir le aata hai usi yaadon ke dar

Har lamha pehla pal sa
Jaise ek shama jo kabhi na bujha
Saal beet gaye, waqt bhi chala
Par tu hi raha har soch mein sada

Jab pehli baar tujhe baahon mein liya
Har ehsaas ne ek naya rang piya
Jab pehli baar mila tha pyaar tera
Jannat ka ehsaas mila dil ko mera

Jab se tere mere sapnon ka saath hua
Tab se rooh ne tera hi sukoon chuna
Har lamha tere saaye mein khilta gaya
Har soch mein tera hi aks mila

Jab kabhi bhi tu mujhse door raha
Har waqt, har aahat mein tu aaya aisa laga
Har jagah, har pal tu mere saath raha
Mera pyaar har din wohi pehla pal sa laga

Har lamha pehla pal sa
Jaise woh shama jo kabhi na bujha
Saal beet gaye, waqt bhi chala
Par tu hi raha har soch mein sada

Jab bhi kahin yeh naghma sun le tu
Yeh samajh le — main hoon bas tu
Har lamha pehla pal sa
Aur tera pyaar hai mere saath sada
Hindi adaptation of my poem -
First Day, Any Day -
https://hellopoetry.com/poem/3778288/first-day-any-day/
Now a song with audio here :
https://suno.com/song/c9337be7-2314-4413-9060-6471449eb6e8
 240° 
Anailen
but
im getting better
but im scared for the downfall
Feeling manic
 233° 
Pavel
so we can keep them
we hide things
so we can still have
who we are hurting
 229° 
Edward Keyes
You have a circle,
of love declared.
Then comes a triangle
and 2 becomes three.
Worse is the square,
as its four be-known,
I don't fight if you won't.
If I'm nothing to your eyes,
then voices tell me to depart.
I'm way too tired.
to offer my plea.
the moon is a cloud




some                                     some
are rising                              are complex
and familiar                        concrete grey
white tipping                      with a heat and heaviness
off the top                            a dizzying effect
darkening briefly               that spits light and sound
to pour specificity              in an ever shifting distance





in the pale blue sky
 195° 
SøułSurvivør
10W

as
i
watch
the
rain
falls
and
freezes
into

lace


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I did my best to
form a snowflake


SøułSurvivør aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis
 189° 
Dawn King
Your hurt words
Hurt more
Than your well
Words
Make well
 176° 
Left on Red
The terrible
& wonderful
      truth

is that you're
not special,

and neither am I.

Suffering is common,
and we all die
under the same sky,

and there's nothing new un
der the sun,

inclu
ding you.
 175° 
Rin
I speak,
but do you listen?
im sorry thats it.
 170° 
ymmiJ
seems people need to hate
living their lives wanting someone to blame
stupid pawns in others games
Tired of all the hate and vitriol. They keep pushing and history dictates the patience runs out. The backlash will be swift.
 163° 
Adaire Pointer
The things bought
The things ingested

Physically, mentally, spiritually
Not knowing their ingredients
Not knowing their ill intent
Not knowing their schemes
To make and clutch onto a dollar

They would steal life itself
Before they tell the truth

They would destroy it all
Before they let an ounce go

The things wasted
 163° 
Almon Cox
Progress, -always onward. -Victims of the system, —Without knowing. I will protect you any way  necessary... The endless cycle, always consuming, always forward, constantly —taking —taking—taking. —Only giving that which is desired. Ego, once defeated, lives on in peace.
 161° 
Mimi
Strength is the power you have any put into something. Strength isn't muscle or smarts it's confidence and knowing your worth and limits.
Everyone has strength but may not be seen by everyone but it's in you. Remember you have strength, you're strong and stay yourself but you are amazing.
stay yourself you're perfect the way you are
 152° 
Khadi Alza
Under the starry night sky I sit,
With my binoculars on my lap.
I looked on as they stars started to knit,
A beautiful, star-dusted map.
 140° 
Kundai N
There was no one to hear my laments
So I told them to the wind
The wind told them to the trees
The trees fed it to nature
And nature understood.
 133° 
Akriti
No love is true or false
Love is love
Same for all
Sacred and pure.

It is just that
Some people love and
some only pretend.
 119° 
John
Reveries of bygone years torment my soul.
What use is it to recall what has long been forgotten?
And yet, time and again I remember what has long lost all meaning,
Exhausting myself with the same bitter tears,
Pondering what was and what will be.
Ah—away with it all!
What sense is there in recalling what has long been forgotten?
 109° 
Always Somewhere
Je me fonds en Elle
        que même lorsque les grillons cessent de chanter
        je me retrouve toujours allongé
        avec mes myriades de pensées
        à la contempler.

La nuit.

Et Vénus, sa gardienne, épousant mes yeux
        reflète verte dans mes pupilles
Elle me murmure de m’endormir mais,
        j’en suis heureusement incapable

Voilà des années que je la regarde sans jamais
        pouvoir la sentir

Et pourtant,
Elle mourra avec moi,
        à mes côtés
le 25 mai 2023
 100° 
Jamie
You said
“I’m not going anywhere”

Silly me, believing you
You loved so hard
Just to leave me like this

But why?

Guess there’s things
I’ll never know
 94° 
Samuel
I'm not a poet
I'm just emotional
twenty-something emotions
those hit hard

I'm not a poet
only a sleepwalker,
my fingers burning to type
my laptop keyboard so well-lit
so I fall into the desire

I'm not a poet
I just whisper to a quiet altar called Hello Poetry
a fatal attraction
so I type
welcome to the cult
Where's my keyboard, I can't sleep
 92° 
yıldız
In the still of night, a plan took flight,
Like doves in the sky, so pure and bright.
But shadows whispered of danger near,
God saw the path and drew you near.

With gentle wings, He changed the way,
Protecting your heart, come what may.
So let the doves fly, unburdened and true,
For what was meant to harm you, God turned into good.
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