Wilted Roses - Hello Poetry

Apr 2017

Gidgette

She saw the blood this morning,
as she was making the bed
She sat down in the rocking chair,
and sadly, dropped her head
Remembering what he did last night,
the awful things he said
Shame came creeping over her,
turning her bruised face bright red
All the years they'd been together,
seven, since they'd wed
She had hoped for love and kindness,
but got misery instead
She heard his boot heels on the walk,
her heart sank, filled with dread
The monster hit her too hard that time,
now
she sleeps with Angels, in heavens bed

Apr 2017

Gidgette

Pretty In Flames

I'm burnt,
I've dwelt in the flames
These metaphors we choose to speak in
Well,
They're lies
I burn
No metaphor needed
Half moons consume my skin
As I crave
Heart beats
I lack one
And I know,
You dont believe
But they say
I'm pretty
In
Flames

I love you all. I'm a ******* a screen and I don't matter. But, you do. To me.

Mar 2017

Graciela Gonzalez

Untitled

You tell me i'm annoying
while you're just toying

wrote this for a friend of mine..... she needs this.

Mar 2017

Gidgette

But A Dream

So high above me
I'm so low
I stopped time for him once
He doesn't even know

He lives in the mountains, now
His music, in the trees
Plucked softly by his fingers
Carried on the breeze

His hair, the sun
Eyes, the sky
He probly thinks I'm a freak
That, I can't deny

I long for him,
Like the sea longs for sand
I want to be his "tiny dancer"
Spin in his hand

And I, row, row, row, my boat
Gently down His stream
Crying, crying, crying, Because
This is but a dream

Sappy. I know.

Mar 2017

Sky

Almost Gray

The pleasure...is good. It is wild, and bright.
But...not the same. Not something to write in the stars, not
something that blazes across my skin,
why?
Why is it different?
Almost gray...

Feb 2017

Loveless

Monster

There are a few things in the world
That wave between light and darkness.
Such things allure me
I've some unknown hunger for them
Like a monster
It's neither an angel
Nor a devil
But it still is
Like a black rose
Rose is a symbol of goodness
Yet its stained in darkness
And it blooms as black
These things captivate me
Like a charmer captivating it's prey
I wonder about them all the time
I guess after all
I'm like them

I don't know if it makes sense. I just wanted to pen it down.

#darkness #black #light #rose #monster

Feb 2017

Paige

I'm Not....

I'm not beautiful
But i'm not ugly
I'm not smart
But i'm not dumb
I'm not funny
But i'm not boring
I'm not outgoing
But i'm not shy
I'm not strong
But i'm not weak
I'm not perfect*
But i'm not fake

Feb 2017

Graciela Gonzalez

Wilted Roses

This is who we are,
wilted,
hurt,
We are all in a rough mental state
like roses in which are dying,
we are the last picked,
who wants a scarred girl and a wilted flower

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