The Story of Life - Hello Poetry

Jun 2016

xXAnyDamianXx

My Drug

In my eyes,the glimpse of light,
is her smile that lights up my day,
fills my heart with so much happiness.

Each day that she is away from me,
there is darkness in my mind,
i feel alone, broken.

Each day that im with her,
no words can describe.

a tornado twisting inside me,
i am helpless, her gaze, blinds me
in her presence i am frozen.

she is a drug, an addiction,
bringing such happiness,
yet destroying everything else.

with her i lose everything,
without her i lose myself.

Jun 2016

J Robert Fallon III

The Odd Game of Life

Is maturity a thing,
as we wither old?

Do we really learn our lesson,
and finally do as we are told?

I do not.
I refuse.
I will be smart and taught,
yet gleefully confused.

Never content,
never sold.
Always enthused,
and always boozed.

Life can't be seen as seriously real,
as we are all just playing a living game.

We can pierce our own Achilles heel,
or stand tall to pronounce all you overcame.

#love #poem #poetry #life #living #pain #hope #joy #poets #maturity

Jun 2016

Ayu Prameswari

I Miss the Time

I miss the time
When I had to fall
Only the body felt aching
Not to involve the love of mine

I miss the time
That I only broke my arm
When there's nothing to do
With heart or mind

I miss the time
When I had bunch of candies
Better way of possessing the sweets
Rather than receiving promises

I miss the time
When I lost mine
Teeth would be the ones
Not a number of people's gones

I miss the time
When everything was simple
All the memory was fun
Like my childhood time

I miss the time*
Of my old times
Wondering sometime
Again, it comes

(June 2016)

#time #miss #childhood

Jun 2016

Roisin Sullivan

Only money

For the first time in my life
I felt ashamed
Of where I came from,
And where I live.

And the worst part is
I can't tell you why.
You'd laugh it off and say
It's only money.

Jun 2016

J Robert Fallon III

Can't Catch a Dime

Put you in my pocket and run away,
never again to see you as loose change.

Ill never let you go, thinking I can make it last,
not taking the time to contemplate my frivolous past.

Living in the moment materialism seems to sweet,
gasping for breath in between the debt-ridden tears.

Making new claims, but I eventually forget my newly instilled rate of exchange.

If only I knew how to make the perfect caste.

But certainly we won’t forget what happened in the past.

#love #poem #poetry #life #pain #hope #power #money #greed #debt

Jun 2016

Kara Jean

She is obscene, ******* inbetween
I shouldn't haven't to explain what that means
Only a handleful don't find her scary and overwelming
Ok so I'm letting the angry apple flavoring do all the writing
Who is really listening, honestly
This psychotic chick will always be the one and only
Sorry if you were expecting me to sing
I suppose this was not enough
Oh well I'll keep sipping while you're guesstimating the measures you should be taking
Here's a secret, I mentally teeter totter unstably
So does the rest of poetfreak
Let's start a toast and forward the drinking

Jun 2016

Aeerdna

**** smoke and alcohol on pavements

**** smoke and alcohol on pavements
dreams melting under lamp posts at night
weak veins
broken hearts and broken minds
with no home to sleep tonight
memories of someone you used to be
haunting your shutting off brain.

how did you get here?

Freedom is the illusion feeding spirits
lost in 37.5% alcohol drinks,
laughing faces with no happiness within,
flying minds with broken wings,
forgetting the pure air
breathing in the dust taking you to a better place ,
blindly stepping the path leading to a bottomless pit.

are you alright?

going on trips with monsters eating your soul
everytime losing a bit more of yourself
this ocean your're sailing, darling,
is full of enchanting mermaids
you're listening again to their song
falling in their killing arms.
you're dying again.

hey, can you hear me?

No place for guardian angels
Death's whisper is all I can hear at night
everything it's fading
high flying you are
in intoxicated clouds.

hey, are you still there?

**** smoke and alcohol on pavements
drunken souls
drowning in the shadow
of the big city's lights.

*hello, please, come back to live.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zf8n0rc1JHc

#addiction #alcohol #drugs

Jun 2016

Sometimes Starr

Mario (the Butcher)

Your wife gone, you snore asleep upstairs.

A man with the vital essence of a Bull--
Connie's iron shoulders.

A post-depression butcher of South Philadelphia,
Our Mario the Butcher.

Bumbling music follows you into the room
Whistling Italian-American joy
All the saints and their parade too

"YEAH, TOMORRAH!"

YOU. ARE. SUCH. A. COOL. GRANDFATHER.

And what a man.
From this generation to yours, the Greatest
Respect!
I love you and I love your style
(Not to mention your Santoro smile)

(genes)

The stories hang from your brass jaw like ribbons
You held out your giant hand and told me to hit it.

Oh I'll hit it alright
I'll give 'em a knuckle sandwich.

Jun 2016

Your Name Here

Yea, life

Cataclysmic events that unravel in my head.
Still trying to distinquish if im living or I'm dead.
Why must I be so paranoid.
Sometimes I think id be better off an android.
A robot programmed not to think.
Its that im so stubborn so insanely adamant.
Im hoping to one day wake up and come to my senses.
Tear down the walls of all my emotional defenses.
Break through these shackles that have held me down.
No longer lost for I will be found.
Gracious lights that shine from above.
Penetrate my darkness and engulf me with love.
Im ready to live and im prepared to die.
Im a baby bird jumping from my nest and dared to fly.
The fortress that imprisoned me..
The one that ive been desperately trying to flea.
Im finally ready...
Finally ready to be free...

#sad #life #funny #lol #blahblah #coolness #horriblepoem

Jun 2016

Joseph Martinez

Hangover

This is a hangover
From old days gone by
Old thoughts grown older
Gnarled & tangled
Essence of confusion
Tired and tried
Why can't I sleep?
I deserve to sleep
Earlier I fell into a dream
That was unpleasant
Now on antihistamines
I feel the pull of undiscovered rest
Again at my door
There are lessons in dreams
There are images I fail to recognize
I feel sad & sick & hungry for the world to open up
Hungry for myself to open up
I am trying
I am tired
I am beaten down w/ too many
Images
Thoughts
Sounds that hold no bearing
I am standing in the kitchen alone
Standing at absolute zero
Nowhere
Gone
My proteins come apart
My collective memory urges
Some insistence
Which cannot be known
It is a curse--******* it
God bless it
I love it
Earlier I didn't want to
Have ***
Or talk
Or think
Or know
Or see
Or walk
Or Be
Now I am
Wondering what I
Always want
Rats of the same breed
Learn the same tricks
Quicker
There is evidence for this
Hypothesis
For fixed laws
Constants of nature
These are used
To convince us
of what?
Fundamentals?
Why is there
an interest
in anything above
or below
what is possible of meat?
Old libraries
Hold volumes
Of thoughts
Thrown away
When new replacements
Drop onto the heads
Of failure-minds
Decimal points
Line the walls of thought
With tiny values
Of whatever you want
Whatever sense you make of it
There is no science of this
No way to explain
These years
These images
This nose
Could the speed of light explain it?
If so, what are the implications?
Is it constant?
Is it known?
What is known?
What has slowed and what has grown and what is hiding in the shadowed distance
In the minds of intellectual freak-boys
How can you be sure of present values?
Can there be such things?
In existence?
Can you SOLVE it?
Can you change?
Define a thing
Now you are insane
Now you are an instant thought
Unbound
Volume pleases
Now unbound
Now just pointing
At a clown
Changing
Changing
Changing
Changing
Changing