#case poems on Hello Poetry

Natalie Neo Nov 2014

In Case

I know one fine day
I would need to wake up
And let all this go.

But for now,
And these few months,
Maybe these few years...

Let me preserve these feelings,
the hurt
the sorrow.

The good,
The warmth,
The love ( if I may call it. )

In case,
Just in case
You turn back.

#love #in #case

Eman Oct 2014

A Dark Apple

He was desperate for guidance
So she took him to a place
She wore her black cursed lace
Evil was forever glued to him like paste
He swam in the sea of toxic-waste
He then could not recognize his own face
This was not some crazy-love phase
He was running in a very dark maze
Broke the seal of all his faith
Like the ashes in a haunted vase
He was lost in the darkest space
This kind of love is a hopeless case
A melancholy you don't want to replace
A sin the devil wants you to chase
The apple Adam and Eve had to taste

A dark kind of love. (Seduction)

#love #dark #romance #evil #poems #my #toxic #adam #case #eve

Justin S Wampler Jul 2014

Just in-cased

the remains
of a hope so deep inside
reveal a lifetime of lies
that was fed slowly
and grown with an
impossible precision
by those silly mouth noises
by lust-laced lies
by bold faced betrayals
of hearts and minds

discover cathedrals astride
genuine greed displaced by
***** deeds, any price is cheap
when love like that is led
over and over again
to dead ends.

#time #in #me #sane #name #just #case #justin #scott #wampler

20something Jul 2014

Dissonance

I march to the beat of my own drum, but I have no rhythm.
The path diverges in two ways and I choose the third.
My head is a labyrinth from which escape is fruitless.
Please believe me when I tell you that my heart holds more dark corners than most because the sun just doesn't shine as bright as it used to over here.
And it's not often that the gates come down long enough to let others in,
so welcome to the road not traveled.
Now the moon has become my guiding light to eventual freedom,
escorting me through the shadows of the past.
I need your fingers locked with mine as I share the secrets buried so far back I almost forgot where I put them.
You gave me this and more
or so I thought
because now...
Now I worry that the corners are too black and your eyes don't adjust well in the dark
and you too are lost in the labyrinth with little hope for return.
The road worn and beaten by footprints is the one you choose to journey on,
for my path has too many thorns and poisonous plants that choke whoever dares attempt passage.
And as you fade into the distance,
I can tell that my cacophony of percussion will never allow me
to be able to match the melody
of the soft, steady pulsation that emanates from your very core
but you knew that all along,
didn't you?

#heart #sun #moon #dark #head #rhythm #road #beat #case #dissonance

My High School Poetry Jul 2014

The Hopeless Case

Lazy, procrastinating, worthless boy
Who knew he’d topped his classes before?
High school came and robbed his joy
As his grades sank to the ocean floor

He found solace in computer games
While he kept his books tucked away
‘The lessons are hard, that’s all,’ he claims
As Mom and Dad think he’s gone astray

Senior year was his wake-up call
To abandon the games and take up his books
This was his final chance, after all
And the deciding factor of how his future looks

So I became a member of our school paper and this is one of my submissions! I hope you like it.

#poem #rhyming #lol #hopeless #idk #lazy #case #etc #procrastinator #hi

My name is Sophia May 2014

Can't let you in

I hear your knocking,
I hear it well
I hear your screams
they're barely a yell
I can make out every single word you say
I wish you could see that they're all in vain
I'm a hopeless case
In other words a waste
because no matter how loud you get
I won't ever be able to forget
The last time that i ever let somebody in.

Daylight 4U2C May 2014

BaSkEt CaSe

I remember as a child-
peeking over the window,
to a ticking sound,
from a pitch black cloak,
hiding a creature on the ground.
A shadow of a haunting sparrow,
with a knife atop a pole.
I simply stared and giggled,
as I felt the lifeless soul.
Unsure of what to think,
I believe I heard a voice.
Said it, "I weaved a basket."
Then left he, a silent noise.
Baffled!
The atmosphere was like scent so taint.
"The basket soon has become a case."
The words were wispy and growing faint,
like the words were sent away.
I was hesitant to follow it,
and I don't recall why I didn't.
I found myself the sturdy floor,
and my friend,
'the cloaked one' was now no more.

I'm not really friends with Grimm Reaper. That'd be scary.

#poem #death #reaper #case #basket #grimm

Paul Donnell May 2014

Power Abusers

Crooked cops and sick men in high places.
Beating and ****** the sad mourning faces.
The people, the public; their prawns and their tools.
Abusing and using; their methods are cruel.
Our voice it means nothing, our fists do no good.
We will never be free, we are misunderstood.
For the fat cats with tall hats drink deep with the greed.
They say,
"Take from the people! They're helpless, They're meek."
And they're right we can't stop them, we'll always be beat.
They have tanks and battalions.
We have rocks and bare feet.

#up #in #the #power #poor #revolution #rise #men #monsters #crooked #case

Daylight 4U2C May 2014

The Farmers Granddaughter

"Grow up tall,
little kid,"
said grandpa Joe.
And so I did.

The watermelon grow tall too.
The sunflowers look to the sky,
keeping their chins up,
raised real high.

So maybe it's silly,
watching grass grow,
but if you never try,
how could you ever know?

So maybe it's crazy,
chanting for the rain,
but if it never comes,
how could I grow the grain?

I'd prefer to stare at clouds,
than sleep forever like a rock,
skidding by life.
Why, that would just ****!

So, if you ask me to leave this here place,
you better shove it,
before you wake up
in an unknown space,
******* with lace,
with a disfigured face,
completely full of mace,
and a strange case
of something poisonous.

#life #sleep #leave #why #unknown #up #in #rain #of #space #real #if #i #the #strange #crazy #clouds #and #sky #this #too #could #you #me #*** #completely #it #maybe #its #for #to #but #never #than #ask #sunflowers #like #here #forever #face #grass #grandpa #try #know #high #so #just #tall #something #by #did #that #at #grow #**** #ever #an #would #how #silly #kid #better #with #place #look #stare #wake #full #rock #little #comes #grain #watching #case #said #their #poisonous #id #granddaughter #raised #tied #lace #before #disfigured #joe #chanting #farmers #watermelon #keeping #chins #prefer #skidding #shove #mace

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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