#about poems on Hello Poetry

Arturo Hernandez Apr 2014

and i

i had a dream in which we
sat on a wooden bench and i
watched you play the guitar when the
sun had already gone down and i
heard the song for the first time though i
had already heard it before and you
had a slight tremble in your voice just as
you were about to finish the song because
you were singing for me, and i
will never forget about us
because your voice will
forever be
my lullaby.

#love #dream #fear #son #tremble #you #me #about #song #us

Daylight 4U2C Apr 2014

Wrote off, write on

You wrote me off,
so I'll write you on.
You see,
when you leave,
you just provide inspiration.
So in the end just who used who?
It's pretty **** simple,
"I used you."
You probably wished
I would sob away life.
But that's so inhumane,
why run,
when I can fly?
You probably thought,
I'd plead you to stay,
but nah..
to be honest,
I'm feeling really okay.
I don't care about
the things you said,
the things you did,
or the things you tried so hard to hide.
In two years or so,
I won't even remember you're name.
"He did that to me? Oh what a shame."
Now for once,
I'll give you what you want,
and this time you can't complain.
I'll write you into this poem,
and soon enough you'll have fame.

Comments? Hearts?

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Lucy Marie Apr 2014

Mythical Discrepancies

I only tell the truth.

Addictions are easy to kick.
No more blades means no more blood which means no more weakness.
Avoid it at all costs.
Don’t talk about it
Don’t think about it
Don’t look at it
Avoid it at all costs.
Kick the habit and move on.

Pain is easy to forget.
Forget the pain, forget the sadness.
Distract yourself at all costs.
Do NOT remember the cause
Do NOT let it fester
Do NOT let it resurface.
Distract yourself at all costs.
Forget the pain and quit suffering.

I am a liar.

#self #harm #depression #life #my #about #warning #trigger

Shan de Vries Apr 2014

Thinking About You

I was thinking about you
In my own language, not in yours
I used no beautiful sentences
And no sweet metaphores
I was just thinking about you
-

#i #thinking #you #was #about

Daylight 4U2C Apr 2014

Beautiful Distraction

I just want someone to care.
To notice, when I'm not there.
To stay by my side.
To let me cry.
I don't want to be judged.
I just want to be loved.
I don't care how far,
I don't care if you've receded,
I just want to know
that I am needed.
It's not creepy.
Certainly not.
It's just odd,
to read what's been thought.
I love the imaginary,
who exists.
I love the birds,
and bees.
I love the sky,
and seas.
I'm waiting.
I'm watching.
Watching the world.
Thinking about it,
I've come to notice.
You help me even now.
Because I don't know who you are,
I spend so much time thinking,
wondering,
contemplating elatedly,
to the point I don't even think,
about..
the world anymore.

All I care about it this beautiful,
wondrous,
ponderous,
distraction of mine.
And this image in my mind,
it may not be you,
but I may know some day.
This love is true.
This love is so much.
I don't even know what to do.
This love of mine,
I await.
I will wait.
I'm waiting.
I'm watching.
Watching the world.
The world will pass me by,
and in the end..
I will have you,
and hold your hand.
The collected dust,
will tell a story.

True love does exists. You just have to be patient.

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Jazmine Moore Apr 2014

Friday.

Dizzy and uncontrolled, I open my eyes to see the smoke crowding the air.
For, my body has just become a safe haven for your hands.
Temptation has won tonight.
Moonlight is dancing upon our bare bodies and I am immersed in pure satisfaction.
Our lips have synced with the circadian rhythm we possess and the fire has started to erupt.
As the flames get more and more intense, so does the love we pretend to have for each other.
It continues to grow until we convince ourselves it’s real.
The bedsheets serve as our common ground for our broken hearts to rest on.
As we are climbing and pretending; pretending and climbing,
The fire is getting hotter, the love is getting cloudier, and our bodies are getting heavier against on another’s.
Faint whispers of phrases we dare not say otherwise fill the room.
Finally, the fire is extinguished and we are left to lay with nothing but reality.
Clutching each other for protection from yet another fire, we doze off hoping to wake up in love with each other.

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hushhush Oct 2013

Underlying.

Someone has made my bed differently today,
For the covers are brown and rough,
I can't be certain who it was
that tucked it in so tightly at the sides,
(I always hated that...)
So constricting;
I cannot move.
Such discomfort.
It's almost as if I am trapped in some form of elaborate prison.

I really cannot bear this cover;
For it hardly keeps me warm at all.
So cold, so scratchy,
I feel frozen so that I cannot stir,
My skin, like ice.

And yet...
I rest so peacefully.

Lyingunder.

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