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helios Sep 2018
flowers erupt from your eyes and grow giant
petals from your eyelashes.
your mouth fills with dirt and your nose
drips seeds.

horror often comes from beauty.
or does beauty come from horror?
i cannot remember.
helios Jun 2018
coconut lip balm
never tastes like coconut

just like your sweet talk
never tastes like love
i wrote lip balm too much and now it doesn't look like a word
helios May 2018
the milk is
       left untouched,
the cookies
      left uneaten,
                               "santa didn't come
                                     this time."
gifts
      left unopened,
words
      left unspoken,
                                "when will he
                                     be back?"
secrets
      left unspilled,
and sobs
      too quiet to hear.
                                 "maybe
                                       next
                                           year."
love me :(
helios May 2018
i was
black and white
until you arrived
colors in hand
ready to create your masterpiece

but what if
i enjoyed being black and white?

i have nightmares now
i used to dream

i hate the dark
i used to enjoy its calm

i am quiet
i once was outgoing

you created
a colorful piece of art
but did you ever
think about who the art was
before?
wanted to post something because im lonely and crave attention. this is from sept. 2017, when i was actually happy ****
helios Mar 2018
glasses shatter on ruby lips
ears are bruised from punch bowls filled to
the brim with god knows what -
substances that murmur foul words
and crawl up and out the mouth -
drinks that giggle down throats
as they give all who tastes
a terrible,
horrible,
wonderful burn.
aye it's ya boy 'hiraeth' (totally gonna change that) here from a long break, back with more terribly written poetry. enjoy, and please get me attention- i crave it.
helios Jan 2018
i would not believe
             you if
you told me that
             you had
forgotten me.


i am

             (not one who is good at
             remembers things but
             i am sure that i could not
             forget a relationship
             so quickly)

certain that what i have
experienced with you
is real


i am

             (wondering if all
             this time i have
             spent loving you and
             all i have ever
             known is false)

doubting myself and
my memory for it has
been fading though
i did not think it could
get this bad


so tell me

             (please i beg you)

and promise me

             (leave out the lies)

that you have not

             (it is impossible)

lost your memory

             (so easily)

so easily.
inspired by ee cummings! a poem i wrote that i may turn in for school (mostly likely not).

i've been gone for a while! and i will be gone for a while again, most likely. i have not been writing poetry like i used to. i miss it. but it also felt like a burden. it is hard to explain.
helios Dec 2017
i wear glasses
but i cannot see.

the world is filtered
beyond our windows
showing us the false
and hiding the truth.

look further
past the news
past the people
and truly look at
what has happened
to our world.

and then come back.
look deep inside
and find out
what has happened
to you.
what happened? i looked deep inside and found nothing.

how do i replace what has gone missing?
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