Kris - Hello Poetry

Kris Jan 2015

you hate love
but you can't hate without love

#love #hate #krisoul

Kris Jan 2015

bad news

when news that you get
isn't something that sings of peachy
breezes and perfumed love
you freeze in horror and
let the cold wash over you

i touched the surface of stilled water
but you refused to stir
even though the ripples
marred your face and
cut straight through your gaze

i cried for you
a wail inside my heart
growing strong like the wind
howling in a winter storm

but the snow
piled atop of you
and weighed you down
with a misery that shouldn't have been yours

helplessness like solid lead
along with trembling fingers
fluttering like
fragile hummingbirds
when i realise that you,
a pillar of support,
have become as vulnerable as them

not just for your sake
but for everyone else
please

be ok

today, someone I've known for a long time was diagnosed with leukaemia.

#hurt #family #comfort #disease #krisoul

Kris Jan 2015

if you leave someone behind

if you leave someone behind
be it emotionally
or physically
time will never stop
for the relationship between the both of you

if you leave someone behind
cobwebs,
along with insecurities,
will invade and cloud the
space between you

if you leave someone behind
animosity will be left to fester,
like an infected wound
ignored and screaming

if you leave someone behind,
you are missing the joy in their faces
when they fall in love
under the stars,
bathing in pale moonlight
that cleanses their heart of hurt

if you leave someone behind
and then come back one day,
the look on her face isn't going to be radiant
confusion, hurt, anger,
and regret
may make her unreadable
and you sour

if you leave someone behind
you may come back
to someone different
from the person you left behind

if you leave someone behind
you are giving them
your blessing
to leave you behind

no one should ever leave without notice. no one should ever have to experience the pain of being left behind without knowing what went wrong. my heart goes out to all who have.

#sad #depression #loss #relationship #angst #family #krisoul

Kris Sep 2014

in the corner there is a dusty box

i don't think i've shown this to you before
but today i think i will
you see, i don't tell people about this
not often at least
or not at all

not since the day
my mother laughed at me
not since the day
my father jeered with
contempt in the curl of his lip
not since the day
my friends waved me off
as delusional

it's a little tattered
and a little tarnished
i really wish that it could've looked a lot nicer
for you to see
the shine is kind of gone
but it's still really precious to me

i think i'll come with you
no, wait-
you should go alone
i'll wait for you out here and
i hope that you'll be kind

you'll see in the corner
there is a dusty box
it really isn't much
and you'll have to brush cobwebs off

and when the box is clean
like when each day shone anew
maybe you'll even get to see
the lines of ambition that carved
hope into my box of dreams

Ambition and goals in life were things I struggled with a lot because a lot of people didn't believe in me.
This poem is meant to speak for those who have had dreams and were afraid of telling others about it for fear of negative responses.

#fear #sad #hope #dreams #acceptance #ambition #bullying #hopelessness #goals #krisoul

Kris Jul 2014

will I

will I still be remembered under the blare of lights that flood the field, a lone silhouette amongst a hundred others. will I still be able to stand out, a dull worn rag chafing against pastel silks. will I be worth something, even if I try my hardest not to trip and fall in this marathon. will I stand tall like a tree in the middle of a wheat field or will I be fragile as the painting of the moon from its rays upon the glassy canvas of a lake.

confusion and stress is never a good mixture

#sad #depression #lonely #confused #stress #inadequate #krisoul

Kris Jul 2014

Untitled

if I step on the cracks will I fall through
or will I float
I don't know which is worse

Kris Jun 2014

let's get lost

let's get lost
for hours on end
exploring the city
turning down alleyways
taking long bus rides to nowhere
and buying things that we don't need
from shops that we'll never see again

let's get lost
in stories so old
that the pages smell like must,
pirates and faerie dust

let's get lost
in each other's minds
each and every embarrassing tale
a beautiful one

having a bad sense of direction isn't necessarily a bad thing

#love #calm #travel #krisoul