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 Feb 2016 Mercurychyld
Babylyn
No words of wisdom can cure
a feeling felt
by the victim so poor.
A killer coming out
before the clock strikes three
stabbing you from the inside
Oh, anxiety

Now you start to feel shaky
And you know
it's another night without sleep
The feeling so nostalgic
Oh, anxiety

Those days were over
Finally
I knew my soul is free
From my body hanging
on the ceiling
Oh, anxiety
Mommy why, i was just barely opening my heart to  you
Mommy you see me through the screen beating my life to you
120 beats per second ,faster than your heart mommy.
Mommy, I feel your smile broaden
Mommy I will love you conditionally
Moommyy what is this clamp mommy ,
please don't it hurts it hurts please mommy

Seven Weeks , Three Days Pregnant

I lost you my precious , Words will never define the darkness I feel in my heart . The darkness of how unloving my heart became, How heartless humanity was around me like infectious leech. Letting you go was the consequences of the bite. Please forgive me,  I made the biggest mistake in my life. The one mistake, where you won't grow up to learn from. What was left of my heart became stone cold , I let go my true shot of happiness, but I couldn't bring you into a world of brokenness and despair. You deserve better, but better than you will ever receive from me. One day I hope you understand. I promise you , my love lies deep in my veins.  I love you ,Heaven needed you back and I regret not standing like warrior and fighting for you. I never will wash dirt on my back,I can never stop apologizing for the vicious attacks you endured by me . Every sunrise and sunset I will forever mourn the death of my own humanity against you.
*One last breath
,Mommy, I love you Forever
I'll float down the river ,patiently waiting for ocean to wash me into abyss , humming to the lullaby,I would have sang to you my precious gift.
this was the hardest piece I ever had to sharee , its raw , its painful ,and i was never prochoice abortion
truth be told,
I am not that bold.
It is a jab into my eye,
a reality full of lies that my mom blames this distress.
Hold on, I can't tell black from white. Might as well be blind, I can predict even the scenic route that people doubt. My whereabouts are no longer in a crowd, standing with witnesses is unhealthy for me.
I want privacy, isn't being alone key anyways? Who is to care
if I write "Beware" or just  stare. In the end, there is this sentence left to bare. Always interpreting the language I so rarely speak. Energy may flow for others, but I am not a plug one can spark by lousy remarks.
 Feb 2016 Mercurychyld
moss
I explain my metaphors with metaphors
I don't know how else to express
My thoughts that sit in clutter drawers
And leave my mind a mess

If you don't understand my comparison
I'll just say it in a different way
My thoughts still shielded by a garrison
Suppressing things I need to say
 Feb 2016 Mercurychyld
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:
few minds stay clear
   when love hits hard
and turns its jagged arrow
   around in cruel play

until the victim
   in delirious sweet pain
slowly rotates
   over the singing glow
   of ever new inflamed desire

* *
Friends, there are many(I think, I hope). So, to be fair, I will respond with this.


"Stricly an Opinion"
October 20, 2014   8:40a.m.

On August 28, 2013, strictly as a novice, and not having posted anything, anywhere, I posted my first two pieces of "literary art" on the HP site. I had previously searched other similar sites until finally deciding on posting with HP. I'm glad I did.  Why?

Not knowing what to expect, I threw "1894", and "Folklore and Fairy Tales" into the "mixing bowl". Pradip and Sally were the first to comment, and I will never forget the encouragement their words gave me. Never! Quite often, I go back and re-read them, particularly when I get a little discouraged when the "writers block" syndrome decides to attack. Thank you both, so very, very much!

But that is the core of the HP Family. There is an aura, a special atmosphere of cohesiveness among its contributors, willing to offer(in most cases) constructive criticism without being cynical, and always encouraging each other. Making friends whom we may never see, whose hands we may never shake, but a friendship none the less, that is spread throughout the globe, with the thoughts that will always be there. It is a feeling I did not sense with other sites.

One thing is for certain. We never know what our readers are going to like/dislike on any given day. When we post a piece, of what we may think is the work of "pure genius" could go by the wayside in seconds. On the other end of the spectrum, what we believe is not so great, could trend in minutes.

We will keep trying.

Richard Riddle
copyright: October 20, 2014
Did you see the stars
As they shone on you
Vivid like a thousand scars
Inside the darkest blue
Did you see the hero

But that hero was you
Onward for people feel
When music becomes true
In the end you're never gone
Eternally remembered in a song
Copyright © Chris Smith 2016
 Jan 2016 Mercurychyld
Lexie
I don't know
How much more I can handle
All the thoughts
In my head start to ramble
The earth is shaking
And I can't remain stable
I fall to the floor
And hide under the table

My veins course
With red hot fire flames
The longer they burn
The less I feel the pain
Please just hold my hand
So I can feel alive
Everyone's saying I failed
At least I know I have tried

Whatever you want
Please just take it away
Along with my heart
You left with it that day
I can't ask you
But  I want you to stay
Right by my side
No matter what people say

Every night I breathe
Slower than the last
Every memory part
Of a beautifully twisted past
What can I do
To try to find my own way
A road to you my friend
I would travel any day

So far way
So lost in all the confusion
Tried to win
But all along I was losing
Around my neck
So close to my heart
Imprinted in my mind
So we are never far apart

What a beautiful drug
Running through my veins
Keep it coming
Even when you drive me insane
Don't cut me off
Because then I'll feel to much
Just one drop
Is more than enough

God Lord.
I cried so many tears
Raining down
My face like all my fears
You were stripped away
And it left me alone and bare
And I was a fool
To think you would always be there

Just let me look
Please one more time
Then close your eyes
Lie, and say you are fine
If I could change
The way things could be
I'd paint a picture
Of you right next to me

What feels right
I'm told couldn't be more wrong
But I've listened
To my heart all along
Who will guide me
When I am lost and weak
Give me works
And teach me how to speak

Can I choose for myself?
Would you follow me blindly?
Don't have to look
'Cuz I know you're behind me
A shadow so solid
I could melt into it
It's a sweet torture
But I would gladly die for you

Does it make a difference
If I cry enough times
Alone in the dark
Blurring all of the lines
You fly away
On your broken wings
Your heart heavily burdened
With all of the songs that it sings

It pours out
Of me like a waterfall
Will you catch me?
When I start to fall
This is my release
It helps me to let go
No matter how far
You will always know

I Love You <3
Desperate times call for desperate words.
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