Life - Hello Poetry

Apr 2015

Joel M Frye

why a poet?
because a poet
hears the words
which sing the
purest harmonies
because a poet
paints their portraits
in pastels
of phrases
because a poet
dances their agonies
into leaps of faith
and pirouettes
of passion
because a poet
sees
the beauty
in the commonplace
and captures
the moment
in a snapshot
of ink and white
because a bloodless world
cuts itself
a thousand times

and the poet bleeds

For my friends here and around the world on World Poetry Day.

Apr 2015

Natasha

How To Disappear Completely

No one loves me
I'm not worth a single drop of blood

It would be wasted
If you spilt it for me

And dry your tears
For I'm the only one that has to cry

This time,
So there's no use shedding them for me

Sometimes, I wish I knew
How to disappear completely

So no one would remember my voice
Have no memories with me

I feel like life
Would merrily move along

If I were just simply
Gone
Gone

Gone.

The titles also a radiohead song. But it doesnt seem like a bad idea. Erase everyones memories of me and just leave. Fall back into the everlong seas of black unconcious and then hopefully to the end of time- the extraterrestrial, super inconcievable meaning of life. I believe we find it when we die. I dont even know, I dont think anyone loves me so its about that time.

#depression #illness #anxiety #hope #mental #**** #wish #invisible #bipolar #socialanxiety

Apr 2015

mark john junor

madness sunshine

flawed to near insanity
but long as you could hold down a job then its alright
isn't that a wise policy she asked
i'm not so sure
watching the clowns strut their stuff
in the midnight sun
they are reckless to be certain but self aware to a fault
just makes it all the more bizarre
watch em go at it with each other over the simplest thing
its no way to live
you can vouch for the living as long as you haven't died
and this madness is just shy of being in a pine box
so darling lets get outa this crazy place
get away from the thinking
that you gotta be like everybody else
get away from the plastic hippie rat-race
roll down the easy highway
find us some sweet sunshine to breath in
find us a better life to be

Feb 2015

Eudora

Beauty Is Only Skin Deep

Such luscious lips, with pinkish glow!
She's beautiful.

*Her chapped lips, faucet like,
cascade only words of kindness..
She's beautiful.

Such pretty,alluring eyes!
She's beautiful.

Her heavy-lidded eyes : a pair of lenses
capturing only great sharp shots,
they see clearly only the good in people..
They never despise.
She's beautiful.

Such a lovely, curvaceous figure!
She's beautiful.

Within the slim figure, is a soul
who'll share her food with the hungry,
even if it means she'll be left with nothing
for dinner.
She's beautiful.

*Beauty is only skin deep..

Inspired by a brief chat with a dear friend today and Audrey Hepburn's insights on beauty
'Look beyond the features, it is reflected in the soul..'

#beauty #deep

Feb 2015

Born

I wanna fly with words

I wanna write a poem that is thunderous
'to show that this lion can definitely roar'

I wanna write a poem that will leave you gaping 'no,he didn't just write that'

I wanna write a poem that explains the reason for my existence

I wanna write a poem about earth
'how its beauty extends from the sky to the land and blue seas

I wanna write a poem that is priceless
'you like it ,reread it,and probably fall in love with it

I wanna write a poem about her
'her beauty is enough to drive you insane

I wanna write a poem about your atrocities
infidels and your toxic relationship

I wanna write a poem that is simple

I wanna write a poem that values love
'explain why true love grows on the basis of mutual respect and reciprocity

I wanna write a poem about who I am

I wanna write a poem of us
'how magical and beautiful our love was

I wanna write a poem that flows like energy

I wanna write a poem about forgiveness
'anger malice and hate shouldn't be your daily meal'

I wanna write a poem about poets
'your brains are vast'

I wanna write a poem that draws wisdom from all cultures

Feb 2015

Liz And Lilacs

Adrenaline

She looked more alive
dangling from the edge
than she ever had resting
in the lap of luxury.

Were we ever meant to live the ordinary life?

Feb 2015

SG Holter

Wasted Poetry

To write food in the stomach
Of every hungry child.

To spell war as peace,
Metaphorize flowers into the barrel

Of every gun on Earth.
The poet has responsibilities

Beyond those of mothers,
Of kings and presidents.

I refuse to give up hope;
This could be a poem world.

Come on, write your worst piece
Of literature.

Even misprints may give other
Meanings to a word,

Write me a green sky, blue dirt,
Trees the colour of air.

Sometimes the best poets
Have the least to say,

So keep writing, write until your
Fingers fall asleep.

Write until you havent slept
For weeks in search of that word,

That one right word,
Then rest on a notebook pillow

And dream the world right.
Write the world right.

There is no such thing as
Wasted poetry.

Feb 2015

Metanoia

FLY

instead of saying
do
instead of judging
help
instead of worrying
be
instead of hating
love
instead of hurting
heal
instead of taking
give
instead of crawling
FLY

Jan 2015

Felicity Smoak

immortal

I wanna be forever.
I wanna be free.
I wanna be fluid.

free, forever, fluid.

I wanna swim with dolphins and
sharks
and breathe the water.

free, forever, fluid.

I wanna speak with lizards and
dragons
and breathe the fire.

free, forever, fluid.

I wanna die peacefully once and
twice
and breathe the air again.

free, forever, fluid.

I wanna keep my spirit and
my soul
and breathe the life again.

free, forever, fluid.

I wanna live with the vampires and
werewolves
and breathe the mischief again.

I wanna keep my life free and
flowing
and breathe you in again.

free, forever, fluid.

what happens when I leave this earth
and I can't breathe anymore
I can't handle the thought
that this is all there is.

one life.
one chance.
one body.
one mind.
one soul.
one spirit.
one life.
one chance.
one body.
one mind.
one soul.
one spirit.

one

is too little.

f.m.s.

I don't wanna leave my soul on this earth in this body. There's so much more to do.

#free #forever #reincarnation #flowing #fluid #reincarnate

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