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I used to read your poems
but lately you don't write
you're silent and aloof
you know that isn't right.
You can't close a door once opened
you can't abolish all your dreams
you're a poet of the heart
mustn't fall apart at the seams.
Say what you can in words
they speak the message true
spoken from the heart
the poems will see you through.
A hermit's not your style
a recluse, you are not
never give up writing
of things that you've been taught.
I used to read your poems
I'd read them once again
if you would send them out
(this one's from a poet friend)
I'm sorry I dragged you down
and let you fall in love
I'm sorry I'd rather drown
than look into the sky above

I'm sorry I deceived you
and made you think I'm perfect
I'm trying to get through
and make this all worth it

I'm sorry that I'm wrong
in every way that isn't right
I'm sorry I'm not strong enough
I'm not able to win this fight
I love him
I tell myself
I know that
We will be together forever
I don’t believe that
We could be separated
My thoughts tell me that
He’s the love of my life
Sometimes my heart lies and says
I could live an eternity
Without him
Like my friends say
“We’re perfect for each other”
And you can’t tell me
He’s not the one.

Now read from bottom to top.
Sometimes...
I talk to the moon
And tell it all the things that I can't say to him...
He always used to call me his sun
In the deep corners of 3am,
I find her.
I look at someone else's poem
And I see flawlessness.
I look at my own
And I see nothing but flaws.
I write poetry to get away from the bad feelings.
Not to make more.
And it's hard.
Everything is hard.
I've become hard.
Hardened to the beauty of the world.
Hardened to the beauty of poetry.
All I can focus on is my own writing
As I try to be as good
As you.
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Known
Understood
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