#contrast poems on Hello Poetry

Nat Lipstadt Jun 2020

Preamble: Compare and Contrast

compare and contrast,
the teacher asks us to
do this,
on a mid-term
exam and I am
                                  struck-up by a resonance combo, a commandment
                                  compare and contrast, somewhere an ineffable has
                                  ordered me to love poetry, in all/only honesty,
                                  in that uncertain way. without surcease.


                                     functional verbs that a button pushed,
                                            a non-rhyme that sang out somehow
                                                “this is the writing life, this way, yours.”
                                    live and last.

with that single directive,
compare and contrast.
without surcease,
                   and your poem then,        has no The End.

preambleto a poem yet unwritten

#compare #contrast #preamble #lipstadt

Kairosclere Jun 2020

Truth and lies.

I saw lies
Behind your smile
And truth
Behind your eyes
The ones that sparkled
Now lost their light
And a wry heart
Withered under the weight.

#truth #lies #beliefs #withered #liar #separation #comparison #contrast

Sreeyaa May 2020

worlds

I live in two worlds,

one in my head, a fantasy,
a world created by my words,
a get-away, an escape from reality,

another, the authentic actuality,
a stark contrast to my verses,
in disparity with the picture in my head,

of how it's supposed to be

#contrast #reality #escape #twoworlds #imagination

Sohini May 2020

Contrast

Looking up
With a heavy head
Thoughts wandering
Nowhere to settle.
The sun sets
The crowded beaches
The snow covered mountains
Everything inspirational
Yet nothing to inspire.

The exhaustion
The frustration
Has dimmed the lights.
The eye seeks darkness
Even in the brightest of nights.

The dry eyes
The fake smiles
The wandering heads
Are yet to find themselves
In the lost crowd.
The rollercoaster
Inside the heart
Is yet to feel
All the emotions.

The heavy head
The wandering thoughts
The inspiration
The lights and the darkness
All's out there yet
Nowhere to go
Nowhere to be found.

I wrote this poem when I was overthinking and realised how everything is just out there but still nothing is in control.

#lockdown #feelings #contrast

Faizel Farzee Apr 2020

Magic Mornings

The first rays of a rejuvenated sun kisses the tired night, the birth of a new day.
Tears of the winds slowly trickles down the stems of elated flowers,
the smell of first light, tickles the innocence within.

Before we got tainted by a unforgiving world.
It transport ones consciousness to a time when we heard the morning birds, we woke up with glee
when our eyes were a kaleidoscope of hope
when the dark truth of this world we could not see.

I can hear them with song sing out my name
the sound of pure delight
as they flutter and fly around the trees
a true harmonious sight, with whimsical appeal of freedom,
this is sweet melody in flight.

Pure freedom, a feather in the wind. Carried in time exempt.
Free from obligation to be a puppet for corporations.
Alluding to freedom that they created.
How I wish I could hear those birds sing aloud, more clearly.

#power #in #contrast

LLillis Apr 2020

Turned Tables

Cautiously stepping,
The deer samples the new grass.
We look on wistful.

We saw some deer cautiously hanging out on the side of a road. Clearly confused about the lack of people and cars they kept alert while munching on the fresh spring sprouts of grass. We watched in isolation through our window and chuckled that we are the ones in the zoo now.

#haiku #spring #deer #animals #wildlife #contrast

Radhika Krishna Feb 2020

Upside-down World

I'm in an upside-down world
With an upside-down heart
The sky is in the sea
And I'm sailing in the clouds
I reach for the sun and in my hands it falls apart
And what was once a thousand colours
Is now a grey shroud
My eyes fill with wonder
At a woebegone world
And my soul fills with peace
At the reverberating silence
I've tethered nature to my ship of ether
It's all withered and curled
At its helm I stand, marvelling at what I've built
My pedestal, my island

#contrast #destruction #peace #in #chaos

Mike Jan 2020

subtle contrast

automatic doors
never worked for me
- and in a mirror
i saw the past
- and when it is early
the blood rushes to my throat
- and i see red
every time,
i dream

#mirrors #dreams #contrast #blood