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shy
i'd write you a thousand words
a hundred times a day
but i don't know how
and
i don't know what to say
If poetry dies
We all fall apart.
If poetry dies,
Will the sun not shine anymore?
Because the sun is poetic in its own way.
It radiates.
It illuminates.
It inspires.
And if poetry dies
Art dies.
Poetry is everything.
Its existed for centuries.
See this is brought people together since forever ago.
And today, it brings us together.
you and me
And whoever else's poems you delight yourself with.
We create a community.
Here
On this site.
People from all over the world.
Each of us with a story to tell
And one talent we show
poetry
Isnt it great?
A tradition that must live on.
The art of emotion
Some complex
Others delightfully simple.
Poetry
Creates us,
Our creativity
And the desire to write something new
Something **great
For all poets who want to keep the tradition of poetry ALIVE!!
 May 2016 hayley Leeds
Isabelle
Sure I saved myself from all the heartbreaks
Sure I saved myself from all the pains
Sure I saved myself from sleepless nights
Sure I saved myself from nonsense fights



I do not know if I'm really saving myself
Or just depriving myself of love
I do not know if I make sense anymore.
 May 2016 hayley Leeds
Asim Javid
You are a part angel and part teacher.

  You are my first school and first institution.

You taught me right and you made me aware of wrong.

You held me close and you taught me how to be strong.

I'm  forever indebted under your grace.

A mother like you is blessing to the human race.

You have been with me in the happy sunny days and in
the troublesome  weather.

I'm proud to be your son and call you my mother* .
 May 2016 hayley Leeds
summer
Smile
 May 2016 hayley Leeds
summer
i wake up,
look at myself in the mirror,
i don't like what i see,
but i
smile.

i go somewhere,
see people,
strangers,
all i do is,
smile.

i hear the rumours,
about me,
their all lies,
but i gotta
smile.

everyday,
the same,
the pain,
never ending and constant,
but i still
and will always

smile.
i gotta just smile the pain away
 May 2016 hayley Leeds
summer
Hold my hand
as we walk
away,
down the
road or
between the
trees of the
woods.

Hold my gaze
as we stand
here,
faraway from
prying eyes and
gossiping mimes
without faces
and sound.

Hold me,
as we watch
the stars,
in the middle
of nowhere
with nowhere
to be and
nowhere to go.

Hold my heart,
as i give you
my all,
in the shadows
of the innocent
and in-between
the sheets made of
simplicity.
 May 2016 hayley Leeds
summer
No!
 May 2016 hayley Leeds
summer
No!
i
don't
need
you
to
constantly
make
me
feel
bad
sad
and
alone,


already
do
that
to
myself.
 May 2016 hayley Leeds
summer
break my heart,
it's not like it would be painful,

make me cry,
it's not like i am stronger enough not to,

walk away,
it's not like i need you,

hit me,
it's not like i could feel it anyway,

bruise me,
it's not like anyone is going to see,

hate me,
it's not like i loved you anyway.
 May 2016 hayley Leeds
summer
she hides
her tears
in the
rain.

she walks
around with
her heart
on her
sleeve.

she talks
about all
the things
everyone else
is too
afraid to
mention.

she thinks
about way
too many
things but
can still
force a
smile.

she knows
that in
order to
be loved,
you gotta
love yourself
first.

And that's
what she
is trying
to do.
I am among you.
I read your poems,
as you read mine.
I give my likes
just as everyone else.
I re-post the ones i especially like
just like you
but see,
I have only just now begun to realize,
that I have neglected things.
I have neglected the bright sky outside.
I have neglected true meaning behind words.
I have failed to show my gratitude for life
I know I write dark,
that won't change
because that is how I feel
inside
But,
It doesn't mean I should dwell in it.
I need a shift.
I need to look at the bright side of things.
Like the fact that I am not living on the streets.
Or the fact that I am not a spawn in war.
I should be happy that I can (usually) eat every night,
and that I have a school that will make me learn
I have only yet to express
how this world can be so dope.
I haven't yet spoken
on my affair with the moon,
and her beauty.
I haven't talked about the grass,
and the stars
and the animals
that truly make this world what it is.
I haven't spoken about the beauty of you
in a long time.
I haven't opened the window
and let the soothing wind
blow kisses on my cheek.
The small things in life
deserve a big shoutout.
Earth is a beautiful place,
why do we feel so dark
well,
I don't know.
All I know,
is that it is time
*to have a good day
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