unpredictable - Hello Poetry

Dec 2016

Marina Drab

Untitled

Everything I feel comes
to me all at once
or not at all.

#love #heartbreak #end #lover #you #me #healing #come #how #heal

Dec 2016

Lucrezia M N

Tale

Little things started to rile
by all odds,
not quite like the ache
head leant against your back.

Under cover a long dull hum
I thought of ghosts,
but I faced down the quake
until your aura had been caved in.

Like a god in disguise from on high
withdrawn with no words
but with human inability to break
and get the best from doing wrong.

Little tale or true story
him and her trying each other out
but got back to the ways of their own.
"The pagan and the profane on an isle."

I only told about the way the story ended up...with no happy ending... but I've learned so much, first of all to recognize more clearly what are the things I must feel guilty for and what I can light-hearted say it's someone else's fault... the last line could be the title of this tale.
Ps. this is kind of strange write to me actually... not totally happy with that , I know it's a little too personal... but the time to finish it and letting it go has come...

#love #poem #life #relationship #story #tale #breakup #experience #write #letgo

Dec 2016

Nic Sutcliffe

misunderstanding

It's a curious thing to be seen and heard
To find one who "gets you"
Without saying a word
Rarer than precious stones
And Harder to find
Is a person who understands
The enigma - My mind

Being an empath, I care for their view
But painfully powerless,
There's nothing I can do
To make them see,
with my eyes, with my heart
I can only sit back.... and watch.
As misunderstanding, tears them apart

I have to learn to allow them to be,
To misunderstand, Until they're ready
But it still hurts

Each of has our own journey to take
Each of us has our own choices to make
I can't deprive someone of their own pain
I can only hold space for them,
And then try again

Patience and perseverance

#love #perspective #growth #understanding #empathy

Dec 2016

julia

sometimes

sometimes, i think of death.
sometimes, i think of what it would be like.
i lie on my back and stare at the stars
wondering what would happen if gravity turned off and i fell into the sky.
fell into something endless,
something much bigger than i am.
i wonder if that's what it feels like to die.
sometimes,
i wonder.

#sad #depression #death #stars #sky #deep

Dec 2016

lei

Paper Airplanes

A fold here,
another there.
I straighten it's wings
to make sure they fly as far as they can.

I swing my arm back,
and let go.

I watch as the wind carries my feelings away.

I hope that the wind carries my heart to you.

i hope you catch my heart, jww.

#love #poem #feelings #poetry #heart #paper #fly #wings #planes #airplanes

Dec 2016

Marya0324

Why I write when I'm sad

Why do I write when I am sad?
My life, really, isn't so bad.
But when times are dull, cold or blue
When it's the start of nothing new
When work is done and one is bored
When thoughts depress one even more
Words are born- itches in the brain
I write them down, I'm rid of pain.
It may not be put down so well
But it describes what I've to tell.
When my mind sings an elegy
Words are carols for company.

#poem #words #fun #writing

Dec 2016

Kikodinho Edward Alexandros

NOSTALIGIC WHISPERS

(I)

Pale mulberry was the sky,
No bird dared to fly!
Thus all seemed wrong,
But then, you came along
Suddenly like summer rain
And quelled away my pain.

(II)

Velvet blue was the sky,
No bird dared not to fly!
Thus all seemed right,
And as pure as a cloud in white,
When suddenly like the rainbow,
You quelled away thy heavenly glow.

(III)

Dark grey is the sky,
No bird seems to ever fly!
Athwart my wild blue yonder
Where I, indignantly do ponder
Night and day wondering why,
We can't give it just one more try.

(IV)

Pitch black is always the sky,
But, faster than any bird I'll fly!
Swifter than a scudding cloud
Whilst calling upon you so loud,
All the way to a strange plain,
Just to ever feast about you again.

(V)

Magenta magic will always be the sky,
When once again we'll merilly fly!
Then, flowers once again shall bloom,
To see you and me as bride and groom
By a placid Mulberry Moon on the rise,
To kindle our enchanted paradise.

©Kikodinho Alexandros
Jumeira, Dubai
1st December 2016

***!!! Can't really believe it that among the myriads upon myriads of beautiful poems here at HP, this poem has turned up the daily. Thank you so much dear friends to have catapulted me to stardom for the second time...I'm really all gratitude.

#Retrospection
#Nostaligia
#Lonesome
#Craving
#Wishing

Dec 2016

Ken

Of Leaves and Stone

The laughter of leaves
whisper testament
over cool caverns,
ancient moss
the absurdity of clocks
dashed upon rocks
while they dance,
backlit with sunglow,
at the true speed
of life
daring us to defy
the timeless tapestry
in which all are woven
Do stones large and small
not rustle
like leaves
in the eye of the mountain?
and is the leaf not as solid
as stone, to the aphid?
And what lives between
two lover-friends?
It is no brief candle
measured with ticks
on numbered dials
It moves not with the flash
of a single spark
Nor with the slow glow
of dawn
In gentle illumination
it is a soft gentle kiss
drifting on mist,
and it moves
at the speed of love,
with the rhythm of life

Copyright © 2016 K. Rush

#love #nature

Dec 2016

Nigel Finn

Ignorance Is Bliss

Nothing exists except atoms and space,
And everything else is opinion,
Yet we can't determine the time of their place,
And relative distance between 'em.

If I could understand,
With a wave of my hand,
All that is, and what lies in between,
I probably wouldn't,
For fear that I couldn't
Unsee what what I might think obscene.

What if, for example,
I could indeed sample
All knowledge there is to be known?
Would I be enlightened,
Or possibly frightened?
Depressed once all mystery's gone?

If nothing exists except atoms and space,
And if everything else is opinion,
Then surely opinion's mankind's saving grace;
The source of the beauty within 'em

I'm stealing another quote outright in this one. This time I've borrowed "Nothing exists except atoms and space, and everything else is opinion." from Democritus, or rather from the person who translated Democritus if you want to get technical.

To say my grasp of physics is almost non-existent would be an understatement, but I know just enough to know this may offend a few physicists out there.

#beauty #ignorance #physics #knowledge #mankind #democritus

Dec 2016

Nishu Mathur

Angels with one wing

The crystal rain needs the golden sun
To make a rainbow
'Tis only when the two are together
That the colored arch is made

Drop by drop water fills the ocean
Together, the ends of the sea flow
From place to place

The soil in itself will never grow trees
It needs nurturing by elements
Their gentle grace

And we are each angels with just one wing
How will we fly
Unless we fly together
Holding each other
In an embrace

Inspired by the words of Luciano De Crescenzo

"We are each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another.”

#love #life #hope #humanity

Dec 2016

vivian cloudy

If Insomnia were a Bicycle

If insomnia were a bicycle, I’d ride it
As I watch my yawn open eye
Wide awake I’d smell the roses
trace their spikes and wear their lipstick
And pardon me if dreamers can’t smell it
A fever akin to a violin’s soundest
Cutting right through 4AM
with a blade of flicker and undestined dim
I’d ride past the bus stop I walk to everyday
Hang my black coat and never claim it again
Ride past the point where I’d make it to work on time
But my boss to never see my face again
And if the hour hand were any slower
I swear… 
I’d finally meet you
And when I do finally see you
our glass cages will then shatter
 Out of the wreckage, a new kind of disaster
 A happy one
but I’d have to warn you
 I don’t have time for greeting cards
There are no lungs in paper
Life is
a box of limbs
And that,
I would open
And you bet!
That, I’d claim
If insomnia were a bicycle, I’d ride it
Straight into the sunset, I’d watch the sunrise

Sigh...