#character poems on Hello Poetry

Fireflies Sep 2018

Matured

There was a time where gifts mattered more than time.
There was a time where the number of friends mattered more than the kind.
There was a time where taste mattered more than the fulfillment.
There was a time where grades mattered more than character.
There was a time where looks mattered more than the heart.
There was a time where self mattered more than another.
There was a time where our minds changed and our priorities shifted and that was the time we matured.

As we grow older our behavior changes as we understand things a little better, not completely, and that is when what used to mean alot starts to lose its significance.

#gifts #time #looks #heart #character #priority #taste #grades #self #minds

Unknown Sep 2018

R.I.P Papyrus and Sans - Undertale Genocide Run

WARNING SPOILERS FOR UNDERTALE THE GAME!!!

A scarf of red
And a jacket blue
Are all that’s left
Of brothers two.
One was short
The other tall,
But now they’re gone.
You killed them all.
You fell below
And earned their trust
Now you’re covered
In their dust
You wanted more
DETERMINATION
So you went mass
Extermination.
How could you be
So heartless and cold?
Now this story
With sorrow is told.
The flowers all bloom
And the bird songs tell
That people like you
S H O U L D B E B U R N I N G I N H E L L.

YOU WONT GET THIS, UNLESS YOU HAVE PLAYED OR WATCHED SOMEONE PLAY UNDERTALE ON GENOCIDE RUN!!!

#videogame #game #character #undertale #papyrus #genocide #sans #toriel #napstablook #undyne

III Aug 2018

Background Characters

We all like to think
     Our lives as though they're
           Stories,

And ourselves to be
     The hero, grand and shining
          In some tale yet to be written,

An underdog,
     Burdened with the weight of the world,
          Waiting for that lucky break,

But sometimes our final act
    Never resolves to an exciting conclusion,
         Because no one is guaranteed anything more
              Than the role of a background character

In someone else's saga,
     Prose proposed entirely devoid
          Of our own happy endings.

#story #life #background #character #purpose

Colm Aug 2018

Trickery

The greatest feat
An idealist can conceive

Is to create existence out of nothing
To create someone out of no one

And make it up so real
That everyone accepts that it is

And desires themselves to believe
That it always was

Character Creation

#trickery #character #creation #humans #etc

Elizabeth Jul 2018

Her

There is something about the way we danced along the sidewalk that August night that kept me coming back for more. The way she waved at passing cars and pet kittens so small, atop windowsill's and perched on steps only revealed a tiny bit of her love for animals. The way she smiled at the mailman on 78th street and the way she dreamt of things so big- so beautiful made me realize I had been missing out all along. There was something about her need for adventure that made everything a thrill. Her imagination was so pure. I go home at night lonely only wishing I could be like her. I wish I could sleep only a few hours but feel good as new day by day. I can only wish I’d asked for the boy on the subways name. Something about how she rambled on saying books were her favorite thing made me wish I could be just like her...

This one goes to my great friend

#friends #adventure #young #life #books #character #love #heart #dreams

Logun Alexander Johnson Jul 2018

Shadow

I've found like most things I've
come to know, I'm just
A shadow of my
former
self.

As always don't forget to tell me what you think in the comments below. In the end, It will all fit together

#remembered #character #time #hid

Logun Alexander Johnson Jul 2018

Machine

Sometimes, I feel so little.
I wonder, am I human?
Or just a machine?

This poem is about feeling emotions that I know I should, but don't. I guess in the end, It will all fit together. As always, Don't forget to tell me what you think in the comments below.

#remembered #character #time #fought

Logun Alexander Johnson Jul 2018

Wars...

Has anyone else been fighting a war they keep losing?
Fighting and fighting, with little difference?
Change of tactics, change of mind, change of though.
That changes the mind to a unknown prison you can't escape?
That in the end, causes a change of person that you don't recognise when you look on the mirror and repeatedly asked; "What am I?" to no avale?
Or am I just a forgotten soldier, sent to die, in this war?

This, like every single one of my poems, has a deeper meaning, and like the rest, It connects to the rest. As always, Don't forget to tell me what you think in the comments below. In the end, It will all fit together.

#secret #character #time #hated

Logun Alexander Johnson Jul 2018

Problems

Like problems, When hammering nails,
You either hit the nail on the head,
Or your thumb.

This poem is to show how my last two poems, I "hit my thumb" and they didn't do as good as I was hoping. As always, don't forget to tell me what you think in the comments below.

#secret #character #time #remembered

Scott F Hemingway Jul 2018

a colossus

I once was glib
now I hang out in my crib
but with Instagram
she'd **** my home
if Blondie is my babe
and I act like John Wayne
still way out west
when today is where it's at
but Sonny sounds the best
for the record in time alas!

#character #actor #punk #jazz #love