#connections poems on Hello Poetry

Amy Blanchette May 2018

Today started the same way
Get up
Pretend I'm okay
Dress up
Look happy
Happy
So happy
I can't stop smiling
It hurts
It hurts to smile
It hurts to laugh
It hurts to pretend I don't feel
No one understands how I feel
You
make me feel
All that I try to block
I could talk for hours
To you
And never end the discussion
About Kipling or Plath
And the clowns that troll our city in the late night
Politics and the Alt-right
The naysayers and degenerates
How we really feel
All that we hide
In our day to day
All that we are in every way
Embrace it all
Swallow it all
Pretend it doesn't exist
As we watch the other fall
It's our fault
Really
We should have known
But how could we ignore
When it felt like home
Our bodies lying intertwined, as if meant to connect like the missing piece to a puzzle
My head on your chest, listening to every heartbeat
Feeling as if that's exactly where I'm meant to be in that very place and time
Your hands interlocked in my tiny hands as you laugh and tell me it's ok
They're cute
Our legs tied together like twine
As our lips press up against one another's
With every kiss, you inhale more of me
Until I cannot breathe
I'm gasping for air, yet I want more and more of you
Your big strong hands grazing over my body, groping my *******, grabbing my face, ******* in my lips
Intoxicating me
God I ******* want you so bad
Everything about you makes me want you
You make me wet with your words
You touch me and drive me crazy
Your tongue sets me on fire
And every time I fall for you a little more
Even though my head may say no, my heart wouldn't listen
And my heart's a ******* *****

Even if I never see him again,
I will still always remember him this way forever in my heart.
I wish I could just turn my feelings off. I can't.

#love #heartbreak #commitment #feelings #connections #silence #awkward #souls

aar505n May 2018

Let's Ascribing Meaning To The Chaos

There comes that moment of sudden awareness
When you raise your head and see the bigger picture
See the links between everything in your life
And make the connection that makes the most sense to you

My connection will be different to yours
Some will see undeniable proof that the Earth is flat.
Others will see a plan of salvation lay out for them.

It does not matter about absolute Truths.
Chasing such is absurd
Because if no one can see it
Nor perceive it
Then does it really exist?
All people see are their own truths instead
Ascribing meaning to the Chaos

That's the 'real connection between us all
The interconnectness of all things lay in the connections we all make
We are all bending reality ever so slightly to fit the narrative we have crafted for ourselves
Telling ourselves stories to make sense of everything - and we all have stories

I will not seek solutions by a judicious study of the discernable reality, looking for The Truth.
I will act and create my own reality
Until eventually, everything connects.

Ascribing meaning to the chaos is all we can do

#philosophy #thoughts #life #existential #meaning #connections

Preeti Khurana Apr 2018

फ़रिश्ता

कौन है तू ?क्यूँ है तू आया ?

पर अब मेरी समझ में है ये आया ।

तू है उस अल्लाह का फरिश्ता,

और डालने मेरी झोली, उसकी रहमत तू आया ।

उसकी रहमत से अब ये दिल बागबान हो गया ,

जो था सब डर अब वो नाशवान हो गया ।

फरिश्ते अब जाने का तेरा वक़्त है आया ,

इस दिल से उस खुदा का शुक्रिया ,

जो तू इस बेजान में प्यार की आवाज़ भर गया ।

#journey #love #twinflame #connections

aar505n Apr 2018

Known

Stop the car now.
Sing to me.
While no one is watching.

I want to hear you.
Here before we go further.
A song of the hills.
And of the now.

I want to know you.
I want to be known by you.

That is all anyone wants

#love #realtionshios #life #friends #connections #sing #happy #right #now

Kyle Kulseth Apr 2018

Orange Street Views

Buzzing drinks, this purple sky
shrink around the orange street lights.
You told me once, it might be nice
          to know what the look
          of a winning hand looked like.

Cliched sighs were my reply.
Kept me from at least two lies.
Lines of Alaise, I'm swinging blind.
I'll play your best cue as it lies.

               Sing something sweet to me
               Raise your brown eyes to meet our city.
               My blue ones always sink;
               when the chorus kicks in
                    you look so pretty.

               I know you're not right for me.
               And, baby, I'm no good for anybody.
               But at least we share some needs
and the midnight view from the bridge on Orange Steet.

Stumbling steps and shaky laughs
and creasing lines in clasping hands.
I told you once I'd take a chance
          to see the sly curve
          of your wine-soaked shy glance

Buzzing signs, citrus street lights
Let's fall in love with urban blight.
Our voices loud, we're walking blind.
So here's my best play, one last time.

               Sing something sweet to me.
               Close my blue eyes--I love this city.
               Your brown eyes sing to me.
               We're the chorus now, babe--
                    you're bright, but I'm witty.

               Know it's been a ******* week.
               And I know I'm no good for anybody.
               But let's still our shaking knees
    and kiss a new year on the bridge on Orange Street.

#missoula #montana #people #relationships #connections #place #time #moments #imagery

David Apr 2018

You're Rich What Now

All things can be created to what I THINK I want, even what I BELIEVE I want,

but to create to what I really KNOW deep deep inside of me -
That I want is what I really want

But I don't get that with all my believing and thinking.

#happiness #manifestation #romance #love #soul #connections #support #power #empowerment #purpose

Mary-Eliz Mar 2018

Occupational Connections

Postman
and poet?

love letters in mail

Accountant
and poet?

precision, detail

Archeologist
and poet?

sifting for feelings

Electrician
and poet?

a jolt
leaving one reeling

architect
and poet?

drafting with words

Zookeeper
and poet?

singing of birds

Bus driver
and poet?

observing life's roadways

Minister
and poet?

perhaps how he prays

Lawyer
and poet?

though about win or lose
her poetry just might amuse

whoever you are
whatever you choose
listen, observe
welcome your Muse!

A bit corny but have been pondering various occupations and how to reconcile them with the person also being a poet.

#muse #poetry #occupations #connections

Marta Mar 2018

You are a multitude and so is he

One must choose carefully
When choosing a friend

Friends tend to get close
They are hard to defend
Yourself from them

Some nourish you
And some **** you dry

Some leave you when you need them
To some, you say good bye
But they don’t leave

So carefully chose
Take your time to select

The best from the multitude
And then once more check
Is this the right way to
think?

You are a multitude
And so is he

You are very different
With him and with me

Anyone can be your best friend
or the worst of the foes
So make friends with the friend
and ignore the blows

Chose the person inside
that feels like your brother
Nourish them and you’ll never
need to see the other

You are a multitude
And so is he
A universe of potential
An ocean of personality

#self #potential #others #connections

SelinaSharday Mar 2018

For Goodness Sake..

Your the laughter to my giggle...
My crush the center of my blush.
Your the Music in my soul, making my fingers fondly wiggle.
In sensitivity Your what I surrender to sensitively.
Your this comfort zone I can rest upon.
Your the glue that keeps me glued by phone.
Your the dig in my heels I feel..As jively my humor I give.
I want to be the brush,
that rushes to scrub away disappointments.
What your lacking is irrelevant.
Just here to indulge every moment spent.
Man I'm Your Siamese twin,
Unlook alike till you search within.
I'm your pea your my nut.
In privacy we selfishly strut.
Hidden away we privately Play.
We wouldn't have it any other way.
Our differences we fondly yield.
Our connection we gladly shield.
In loner, private, solo and solitary,
We bring the O in solo the o in Only the x in extraordinary.
I sigh to your tone..
my heart is saying baby come on.
I'm this instrument your stroking..
Making my presence so relaxing.
My Mr. Got it goin on.
I want to be the goodness that keeps yah strong.
For goodness Sake!
He's a Jake!
selinasharday all rights reserved. 2018

oh jake, man you make me blush, your voice is my crush.. shh just hush..even after there's no longer a us..I will not make a big fuss..shh. just hush.

#love #connections