Mirror - Hello Poetry

Mar 2016

Denel Kessler

I recognize
this ground
laced with stones
and poisoned barbs
hike barefoot here
unafraid

a barren desert
feels like home
when there is nothing
to be lost or gained

I have been here
many times before
stripped down naked
in the noonday sun
watching vultures
wheel and dive

as I dangle
twist and spin
ever the enabler
enabling

#lessons #nomore #enabling #ugghh

Mar 2016

Hannah Presley

What do I say?

What do I say?
What do I say when you look at my arms?
Yours are you beautifully bare and smooth.
But your eyes fall onto mine
The cross-stitch of red and white lines. Raised
Painting the pain I’ve been through across my skin.
What do I say?
What do I say when you see my panic?
You stand there and you look at me, not knowing what to do.
I sit, clutching my knees to my chest,
Tears pouring down my eyes,
Body trembling.
What do I say?
What do I say when you tell me it’s all too much?
When you tell me you can’t deal with it anymore.
That you need to leave my life,
That you can’t handle it.
As if you assume I can.
What do I say?**
What do I say when I no longer have someone to say things to?

#self #harm #sad #depression #relationships #i #what #do #say

Mar 2016

nivek

The Flatline----^-------------------

Waiting in the wings the flat-line holds her breath
but she knows she always wins, in the end

and her holding her breath is for her own amusement-
a game she daily plays with death.

hooked up to her video game
all a heart can do, is play her game, and wait.

Mar 2016

nivek

a Mankind on the move

We all are buskers, here
this street
full of paper gravestones
written reminders to,
to go one better
strive to catch the ear
of a Mankind on the move.

Mar 2016

Gypsy soul

Out

She cries out at night hoping for
someone to tell her it's ok.
She doesn't love him, not like she thought she would. She believed she could make herself love again.
Wrong.
She has a broken soul held together by scars.
Numb.
Longing to feel again.

Mar 2016

nivek

Mankind in Ten

Mightily ' ******' in so many ways
yet still, we breed.

Mar 2016

nivek

the reality of being poor

found between all yesterdays
and a tomorrow you may be around
today is all you have kid

Mar 2016

PaperclipPoems

Stranded

I open my eyes, for what I anticipated to be a brief moment
But I find myself standing in the middle of a puddle
About 5 inches deep and I'm bare foot
How did I get here?

I don't know who's clothes I'm wearing
I don't recognize the street in which I'm standing
Not a soul in sight.
Stranded in the middle of a big city
And it's some time between 10 and 3 o'clock
All I know is that it's dark and these street lights light up a way

I could take this path that's lit for me ahead
But I don't know where it leads
Maybe if I close my eyes I'll go back to where I came from
Where do I belong?

These past few months have been very tough. It feels like I am drowning sometimes by all of the tasks relentlessly placed on my plate. I understand that life is not made to be easy, but at what point do you say 'Enough'. I feel like I am in this fight alone and I'm not a fighter anymore.

#lost #fight #light #city #belong

Mar 2016

nivek

Loves Constant Event

To reach out and touch;
what your heart knows so well

To believe in love;
loves constant event.

Mar 2016

nivek

A Tee-shirt Faded With The Wearing

Two steps out of bed
and already made untold decisions
gone back on a few you can no longer remember
and you have made it somehow to the kitchen
where the beginning of feeling you in first gear begins to happen
and already you have become some of your decisions
with the past around your neck, a tee-shirt faded with the wearing.

Feb 2016

nivek

listening mode

poets do not really suffer from 'writers block'
they just go into listening mode for awhile.