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 2282° 
aAr
"what will they think?"- the
thought i had the most in my
entire existence.
 1437° 
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
 1152° 
colleen
there’s an
impostor
in the mirror
and she has
my smile.
 964° 
Khoisan
My heart
the
true artist
of your
depravity
captured
the
essence
of
trust
in
its
past and present
explicitly
stained
.
 597° 
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.”
 576° 
Mrs Timetable
Can I
Live
In your
Moment?
I want to
Learn
Focus on my now
 516° 
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??
 477° 
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.
 427° 
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
 427° 
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
 403° 
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.
 353° 
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.
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.
 302° 
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.
 275° 
Rin
I speak,
but do you listen?
im sorry thats it.
 255° 
Pavel
so we can keep them
we hide things
so we can still have
who we are hurting
 249° 
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.
 201° 
SøułSurvivør
10W

as
i
watch
the
rain
falls
and
freezes
into

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I did my best to
form a snowflake


SøułSurvivør aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis
 197° 
Julie Grenness
Fun,
Being your nun,
Loving  you meant,
Rules can be bent.
Feedback welcome
 185° 
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.
 179° 
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.
 168° 
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.
 166° 
Artis
''Moments''

Give me a moment—
to get some air
in these lungs

Give me a moment
to finally see the good,
inside these walls—

Give me a moment
to make every mistake
let me — leave everyone waiting

Give me a moment
to be happy.

Give me a moment of silence
In a world that gets too loud.

Give me a moment
to regain—
all the moments ive lost.

Give yourself a moment—

Cause you never know when they'll run out.

All of us
Are just small little
moments—
To a much bigger story.
 159° 
Wondy
I'm lucky
for having you,
for having someone like you,
just you.
yapping all day long,
arguing about what is best for me,
sleeping in the same bed after a horror movie.
I know that you're sometimes a pain for me,
but I love it, even if it makes my life misery—
even if it's from you.
Each day I fall for you more and more.
I adore you.
You are my best friend.
You are my love.
You are you.
You, my love.
You, my best friend.
I love you—
for being you.
for my m's
 158° 
Meg Thompson
you're an angel of darkness
don't you know it
your ocean blue eyes
light up mine, heart pounding
and skipping beats
you touch my face
I breathe you in
you're everything I am consumed in.
i'm lost in your embrace
you spin me around
your kisses are toxins
melting into me
lost in your eyes
your spirit and mine
our souls forever intertwined
 146° 
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.
 131° 
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
 129° 
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?
 99° 
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.
 99° 
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
 98° 
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
 88° 
Kelly McManus
Will we all survive
uncivilized warring tribes
or die from small minds
 85° 
Mikko
Even in heaven hell is watching me
They ask is it good there in the garden?
High on the nice but low on disguise

Living on a promised world
While standing near it's exit door
Looking down, Is this where I belong?

So go ahead and wrap your arms around me
Until you feel nothing
Just like before

This second life I got to take care
Shoulders isn't stiff anymore so I can feel the weight
I'm swimming free floating in abyss

I'll take what I'm given
This beautiful nightmare
So go ahead and wrap your arms around me

Until you exhaust me
 83° 
Nev
It told me
you can survive anything
if you're quiet about it.

That healing
looks a lot like pretending-
until it doesn't.

It said
love won't save you
if you keep offering it
as proof
you're worth saving.

And forgiveness?
It's not always holy.
Sometimes it's
just surrender
in a prettier dress.

I asked,
when do I become enough?

The mirror blinked.
And said,
"When you stop asking."
Refelcts the struggle between surviving and healing, and the way we often seek validation from others before we learn to validate ourselves. It's about realizing that true strength comes from within, and that sometimes, healing starts when we stop searching for answers outside.
 82° 
Blank
So very proud of the you I have made
Bundled up sweetly in your nest
A strong child needs no aid

Till nightfall, lost and forgotten in play
Another day cannot come before rest
So very proud of the you I have made

For me a warmth that does not fade
For you, it is for the best
A strong child needs no aid

The sun, carry over it's warmth as it may
Until then, another blanket I suggest
So very proud of the you I have made

Nothing I can do, I'm afraid
legs curled up to your chest
A strong child needs no aid

Through winter's night you'll have laid
A tumultuous state of unrest
So very proud of the you that I made
A strong child needs no aid
 79° 
bulletcookie
bright moonlight stillness
suspends, distorts silhouettes
April night opus

-cec
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