Playlist - Hello Poetry

Feb 2018

Lydia

There's this part of me,
that longs to be alone

other people become weights
that are to heavy for me to carry

some people think I am an idea in their head,
this fantasy woman they made up somehow along the way
and transferred onto me when they met me
like I am a concept for them
to make them happy, to be the thing that they have always needed

when in reality
I am just me
and I get angry and I'm stubborn and impossible sometimes
I'm just a girl who is messed up too,
trying to find her place in this world,
just like you

#feelings #truth #thoughts #woman #life

Feb 2018

the unwritten note

maybe

Maybe it will
maybe it won't.
It is something
that the
future beholds.
Maybe my heart
will once again
be whole.

maybe my heart will always have those scars.

#love #pain #maybe #heart #memories #forever

Feb 2018

everly

dred roses//saints

after a long day of witnessing
sweet high school relationships
and fat teddy bears and chocolate roses
better go get myself some carnations
and let it sit in some water with black food coloring
and let the beauty unfold.

//

the longevity of our love is perpetual

that’s what it said on the card she
never received
at least..

i’m patient

Feb 2018

Tina RSH

Rise of the Shadow

They spot an armful of red dots run along the thick skin.
Of forelorn hands, heavy smiles, of a body not so thin.
They say it's the rash of youth, healed over time.
A layer of mind, peeled and wrapped around a repressed crime.
Perhaps they live a saint's life and all die as Gods.
And we go to hell as jokers. what are the odds?
I cannot unveil the piercing daggers, what they see is only tips.
I am to plant a kiss of life on my own lips.
Since drought has empraced my aching heart,
I ***** blood each second, live, but fall apart.

This may be a little triggering. please take it into account before reading. Down, but this is not the end. Stigmatised but not broken. here is a poem from the depth of my soul :)

#sad #depression #suicide #selfharm #hopeless #death #woman #girl #crying #dark

Feb 2018

Larry Schug

To a Dying Poet

I say your poems aloud
six times,
speak your words
to the north,
to the south,
to the east and west,
raise my face,
say your poems to the sky,
lower my head,
say your poems to the earth,
sending your unique vibrations,
the ululation of your words,
not to a grave, but to the ether,
where there may be ears
unlike ears we know
that hear your words,
write them down again,
say a muse spoke to them
or know not from where a poem comes.

Feb 2018

Poet kiri

Seasoned Thoughts of a Mortal

Time has a lot to tell....

I wonder with age

Which holds more relevance
The pleasure of thought or the dangers of feeling?

I am a fool but I can tell you,
that history is due to repeat itself.

We desire revenge
BUT NEVER
dig the grave we will lay in.

Change is inevitable and
so are the laws that govern death.

Do you understand...

Time has told us a lot, DON'T YOU THINK?

©Hansmind, 2017

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Feb 2018

Merida

Write Me A Poem

I want you to express all things,
That always produces sound like a bell rings.
I want you to make an emblem,
And that is to write me a poem.

Write me a poem
About how you met me sudden
How your smile left me hangin'
Like I'm in a garden
Stunned with butterflies flyin'

Write me a poem
How we fought at 2 am
Leaving the house in burden
Like crying for a lost gem
Wishing that never happened.

Write me a poem
How you tried to make me smile
Just to forgive your crying eyes
Even if your effort takes a mile
You never said goodbye.

I want to hear your voice
That always produces melody
Even if to others it's a noise,
But for me it's an exquisite harmony.

Think of me
Like a precious gem,
And you'll see,
You can write me a poem.

I wish someone would write me a poem.