A Place for Sharing - Hello Poetry

Dec 2024

JAMIL HUSSAIN

This is a sign, a sacred breath,
A call to rise from dust and death.
In the silence of the night you’ll wake,
A soul reborn, no more to break.

From the depths where shadows lay,
You’ll ascend like dawn’s first ray.
No earthly chains can bind you long,
For you are destined to be strong.

With every step, the world shall see
A light unyielding, fierce and free.
Through valleys deep, through mountains high,
You’ll shine, a star within the sky.

O’ heart of mine, in patience trust,
For from the earth, the rose must.
The heavens call, the winds conspire,
To raise you up, and lift you higher.

Through pain and loss, through joy and gain,
Your light will burn, will break the chain.
This is your sign, your sacred fate—
To rise and shine, no end, no date.

#hope #divine #heavenly #heart #soul #life #light #fate #joy #purpose

Dec 2024

JAMIL HUSSAIN

The Spark of the Beloved

In stillness deep, where worldly sounds do cease,
A spark is born, unseen by night or day.
A whisper stirs, within Love's sweet release,
Faint as the dawn, yet in it all doth play.

The secret One, in silence doth proclaim,
Before the light, He calls, yet none may name.
What fire is this, that leaps from dark to bright?
It is the soul’s most earnest longing's might.

In thee, within thy breast, the worlds do rest,
A flame so pure, no mortal hand may test.
In this fair fire, all fates are spun and drawn,
Thou art the spark that maketh stars to dawn.

O’ soul, fear not the smallest flame's embrace,
For in its glow, all things find their place.
It bears with it a truth beyond the sky,
A vision vast, that bids the spirit fly.

Within thy heart, the Beloved’s face doth shine,
In Love’s sweet clasp, all secrets are thine.
Claim now the flame, for in it thou shalt see
The path that binds thee unto eternity.

#love #light #flame #innerjoy #divine #spark #heavenly #loving #truth #bliss

Dec 2024

Bekah Halle

Safe and Sound

Safe and sound,
As the night spun around.
Safe and sound,
Tucked in bed, love all around.
Safe and sound,
Your little head in the cloud.
Safe and sound,
You can dream and scream aloud.
Safe and sound,
Turn around, cos the boogie man's only in your mind.
You're safe and sound.

I hear this poem as a song, perhaps a lullaby?

#safe #sound

Dec 2024

Tim Emminger

I Love Life

I love life
I have not changed
The world has not hardened me
I won't play their game

I love life
I'm still the same
Even in this crazy world
I overcome the pain

I love life
It's the only one I have to live
There's no time for pettiness
I have more love to give

Dec 2024

Trinkets

Game

Look, here is a puzzle.

A mystery for you to solve.

You don't have the answer?

You're meant to have them all.

Just read the signs, in faces, reach out,

but never call. Don't ever ask the questions,

that's against the rules. You are the only one

that find the silence cruel. Only you find it to be

troubling. Everyone else can play this game, no problem.

#puzzle #mystery #answers #question #game #silence #no #problem

Dec 2024

Peter Gerstenmaier

Losing game

You always beat me
At every game we played
So when I broke your heart
It was only natural that
You'd shatter mine
Effortlessly

Checkmate

#losing #game #heart #break #shatter

Dec 2024

Menna Abd-Eldaiem

My Pretty Lady 💕

Oh, my pretty lady
For loyalty, I am ready

With you let me walk
On a long way, long talk

Give me your hand
To have sky and land

Your name is precious
Your attitude isn't pretentious

One name holds heart
One lady is never apart

Meaning of love is you
My happiness is true

My feelings always grow
My eyes always glow

My darling, sweetie, and pretty
My life, air, and city

Your voice is a song
Loving you isn't wrong

You are the only truth
You are very couth

You are serene like nature
You are my promising future

By Menna Abd-Eldaiem
( Translator and Poetess )

#pretty #lady #english #poetry

Dec 2024

Kaiden

Trauma

How am i supposed to like you
After what you did to me?
Children have memories too,
Father

Guys im sorry i dissapeared for like a week i was at my father's house

#sa

Dec 2024

JAMIL HUSSAIN

A Kissmas Riddle

I burn without a flame, I glow without a light,
I speak in silent whispers, and vanish with the night.
In one I’m soft, in two I soar,
In many, I can make hearts roar.

I stand within the darkness, yet never cast a shade,
I bind the soul in silence, though never am I made.
I carry no true body, yet fill the air with fire,
A fleeting touch, a fleeting wish, that never shall expire.

I am both bold and tender, a gift that can’t be seen,
I form with just a glance, and fade where I have been.
I dwell where time stands still, and yet, I freely flow,
A secret shared between us—do you know where I go?

#riddle #love #loving #longing #desire #kiss #kissing #lovers #hearts #soul

Dec 2024

JAMIL HUSSAIN

In Your Eyes

Let me drown in your eyes, O’ sweet beloved,
For in this longing, my heart is consumed.
Though I yearn for your touch, your grace,
I am lost—forever—in your embrace.

Each breath I take is woven with your name,
Each thought a spark, an eternal flame.
You are the echo within my hollow chest,
The quiet ache that will not let me rest.

I stand on the edge of your gaze,
Where time itself unravels in your maze.
In the depths of your eyes, I see the skies,
Stars and oceans that neither rise nor die.

Oh, that I might melt into your soul’s desire,
A whisper, a flame, caught in your fire.
For in your arms, I find my home,
And in your absence, I am but stone,
Silent and cold, yearning for the sea,
Yet lost in the vastness, where I cease to be.

So let me drown, my love, without fear,
For in your drowning, I am drawn near.
To lose myself in you is to live—
For love, my dear, is all we have to give.

#longing #love #heart #soul #desires #heavenly #pure #divine #life #loving

Dec 2024

Nemusa

Cut the strings.

Chop, chop, chop. The marionette slumps, and I’m left holding the blade, sticky with the residue of years. Family? A loose construct. A rotting scaffolding propped up by shared scars and the thinnest thread of blood. They weren’t people—they were collectors. Hoarders of anger, archivists of hurt. They fed on it, bled for it, distilled it into a toxin they called love. I drank it until my veins swelled, until the comatose hum was the only sound I knew.

Their lies were iron bars, their truths blunt objects. They didn’t whisper—they shouted, fists slamming bets on the underdog. "He’ll crack," they said, "too small, too soft." They didn’t count on the dog biting back, didn’t see the will buried beneath the scars.

And the scars—purple, thick, obscene. Skin turned leather under fire. A graft job, patched together with pain and necessity. They thought they’d burned me to ash, but ash has its uses. It fertilizes. It grows things.

Now I’m moving forward, past their circus of anger and blood, past the puppeteer’s stage. The road hums under me, neon signs flashing promises that aren’t real, but maybe they don’t have to be. The truth? There isn’t one. Just will. Just the drive toward some distant point of light. Peace isn’t handed out. You take it. You keep it. And maybe, just maybe, it keeps you too.

#prose