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 Feb 2016 Kat Pan
Darby
Pictures are lies with faces.
They seem like happy people in happy places
behind the ink, they’re a pile of court cases

Pictures show us what we want to see
they all lock their doors and swallow the key
When the cameras come out they sit down for tea

and pretend nothing happened.
 Feb 2016 Kat Pan
Cat Fiske
I have read so many wonderful poems,
haiku's, 10 words, so many more, and none are alike!
But we tend to forget about spoken word poems,
Hello Poetry, can you make it possible to share our spoken words as well as our massive pile on's of endless poetry. Spoken Words would add to the sight, and only make it better.
I wish I could also Use Hellopoetry on my mobile phone, in an app,
I'm not sure about anyone else, but that would maybe add to HP

Please consider what I've had to say, c:
Please send repost like and share and comment anything else you think the sight needs since it's growing in great ways. Please share and like if you agree c:
 Jan 2016 Kat Pan
ink
window
 Jan 2016 Kat Pan
ink
hello
im a window
people can look right through me
and see beauty
sunshine
or moonlight

but if you hit me too hard
i will crack
if you keep hurting me
ill shatter
and then i might hurt you

so please
be careful with me
i will crack very easily
and shatter
and be useless
i havent been feeling very positive lately

the poem is a metaphor for people with anxiety or bpd. you have to be careful with us, or we will shatter like glass.
 Jan 2016 Kat Pan
Shanne Dandan
And then it will all come to the last decision;
that one petal you will tear out from a rattling flower;
that one path you will go through your journey- full of happiness, bitterness and solitude;
that one person you want to make iridescent memoirs with.
The last decision;
choosing between being happy or being miserable.
Choose.
Regret.
Choose.
*Forget.
 Jan 2016 Kat Pan
Xilhouette
Date a girl who sings,
Who can give you a halo and wings,
Take you on a cruise
Without suffering a bruise

Give her a song as a gift,
And in turn, happiness is swift
Quicker even; on a star
Serenading her with your guitar

She may be gentle up or down
Not wanting both of you to frown
So sweet, simple, mellow and tender
I bet you'll give in and surrender

Just love a girl who'll accept a duet
And lastly before I forget
Love a girl who can carry a tune
For it's just like sitting on the moon
© 2011 Xilhouette
 Nov 2015 Kat Pan
Lily
I smile for the camera,
For my friends,
For the people who matter,
And sometimes
Even those who don't.

I act like i'm alright
That I live a blissful life
Even when inside i'm dying
And unhappy as hell

This constant battle
That's eating me up alive
Is a fight for freedom
That can never be won
A mind inside my mind
With a war of it's own

I will always be alone
I know,
I will always be alone
And one day I will be forgotten
But the pain will never end

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