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Living in your head
Is like living in a maze
Of wildfire;
Thoughts never stop, but they burn.
I wish I never stepped in.
Time is of the essence
And against the timeline of deliverance,
I have struggled to focus
Which isn't normal because
I have a special deadline
For something destined for my timeline.
It's a masterpiece I have to write.
If the universe plants words in the constellation
And blesses each poet through his imagination,
why then is my diction so quiet,
And where are you dear inspiration?
Please rescue me in my time of desperation.
Kindly tell the poetic overlords
  That I ran out of words
Tell them I'm in a limbo and it sucks
I need a solution that works
because all boils down to the mechanical wall clock
Held hostage by this episode of writer's block.

#IvanBrooksPoetry©️
Dr fab and team await me but here I am...the struggle to get that piece delivered birthed this piece on writer's block.
Kimberly Heart Jul 2017
when we hugged
I was the perfect size
to lay my head on your chest and hear your heat beat

When we made love
my breasts were the perfect size
for your hands to fill

When we held hand
the spaces were the right size
for every finger to interlock with yours

When we kissed
my head was the perfect size
for you to hold with one hand and gently rub with your thumb

But in real life
am I the perfect girl
to live the rest of my life with you and to build a future with?
Tiffany Scicluna Oct 2016
Looking at you,
And your beautiful eyes,
I see you with a guy
And wonder  why...
Longing for you stares and
Your sweet smiles.
While with another
And I'm here standing by
Acting as if I'm fine,
While all I want to do
Is to have you,
All mine.

I might not even be your type
As maybe you're not bi.
It was written sometime ago...
feelings towards this person have changed to a better friendship, but i thought it was too nice not to share
Michaela Ferris Apr 2016
I don't understand how one person can:
Send my heart into overdrive,
Make my stomach do backflips,
Lift me into an everlasting happiness.

I'm not quite sure how:
Your eyes are like gateways to a place I've been longing to find,
Your touch is as magical as the childhood dreams I once had,
Your kiss is as powerful as an army defending their home.

What are these feelings I seem to possess?
I don't quite understand what you do to me,
This grip you have that sweeps me off my feet
And leaves me feeling as if I am unbreakable.

What are these feelings I have when I'm lost in time with you?
Mohamad Hidayat Nov 2015
It was a heartbreaking sight.The overcast sky darkened,blocking out the moon's vibrant rays & my heart sank deeper.
picaso 29 Sep 2015
I seem to be bound to something that's out of bounds...drowned to the sound of nothing cause she aint around, now I'm here with these windows down writing nouns, we used to be high together but lately we're on different clouds...I seem to have found higher ground with you, the only woman, I would fucking ride or die for you, my world was so complete, but I guess dreams aren't for keep, I got a bottle of vodka, a gun and your voicenotes on repeat
Nicole Feb 2015
Every time you decide to show up
feels like a storm inside me.
Why is this so difficult to deal with?
I think I'll just have to get used to it.
Abigail Oct 2014
Do you know what rain is?
Rain is heaven crying
For all the pain in the world
All the people who hurt themselves and others
All the children who die
All the fear
And all the ill gotten gain.
People don’t care
They keep hurting others
They keep killing and thieving
They keep hurting with the knife or gun
Screaming at other
Words hurt more than the knife sometimes
Abigail Oct 2014
Someone once told me that I was too young to understand, well I'm older now and I still don't get it
Some people can sail through life without a care in the world
Me, well I just try to make it through the night
Try to convince myself that tomorrow will be a better day.

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