#count poems on Hello Poetry

Sovit Pokhrel May 2020

A master craftsman,
Well bred and fed,
Counting his days,
Days spent, over Days left.

Days, spent searching a craft.
Days, spent learning the craft.
Days, spent working the craft.
Days, spent perfecting the craft.

A master craftsman,
Well bred and fed,
Counting his days,
Days spent, over days left.

Days, left to live.
Days, left for love.

Days, he spent, drifiting from life.
Days, he has left, too little to go back.
Days, he spent, he wishes, he had more.
Days, he has left, only them,
and nothing more !!!

All our lives we run behind what the society has considered the epitome of success only to realise that we have completely forgotten to live our lives in the process. Start living before its too late. Spend time with the people you love, tell them how much you love them.

#life #thoughts #work #art #prefection #days #count #regrets

Luna Wrenn May 2020

peace

I’ve swam the seven seas, till I almost drown.
I’ve broken my heart so many times that I finally lost count.
I’ve lost my way somewhere beyond the trees.
If you could help me find it….
I’m looking for peace.

#peace #lost #help #love #broken #heart #drown #count #trees #sad

Erian Rose Apr 2020

Home

the long road may be far
out of reach
but I count my blessings
a guide home

the setting skies
fall below
but the courage he gives
helps me live

i'm thankful for life
the mystery as it is
chasing dreams
being teenagers in the dark

home may be out of reach
yet in my heart
the miles are no matter
from point a to point b

#home #adventure #love #thanks #count #god #blessing #courage #mystery #dream

Poetoftheway Dec 2019

the simplest definition of our learning to count to infinity

“the simplest definition of our learning to count to infinity”

wrote those words
to a stranger in pain, awful pain,
asking him to count his blessings

now awful pain
no stranger to me

a pain four decades long,
that the surgeon promised was fully excised.

but today was triggered,
chest pain dagger ingredient emergency room

so I am counting for,
but not to,
counting on

infinity

when the wounding cannot be recalled,
only a minor scar to struggle from wonder whence
came it from

which is the definition of reaching the
infinity place,
where finite comes to rest

dec 10 2019

#simplest #definition #learning #count #infinity #poetoftheway

Vic Dec 2019

Note 264:

I lost the count
For my poems
And I'm losing
All my control

A poem every day.
04-12-19

#note #264 #count #poems #control

Druzzayne Rika Nov 2019

Out of zone

Sound and fire
Loud and the lightning
Clouds and the rain
Bound to the walls
Count me in and out
Zoning away

#zone #lightning #rain #clouds #count #fire #loud #sound

Laokos Nov 2019

under a birthing sky

i counted all the
times you helped
me to see
the uglier angles
of what i
present as myself

i always believed
in the image i
had of you in
my mind. one
of a goddess
among men - among
apes with smartphones
but , as
i got closer , i
realized that your
face was nothing
like that goddess ,
that you were
just another girl-ape
with a smartphone
trying to be
whatever someone or
something told you
to be

i lost count
i lost faith

you are below
the wind now

delighting in flesh
in dark rooms
that hide your
pain for a few minutes

in love
only in
dreams

#sky #ugly #image #goddess #love #count #faith #pain #flesh #dark

Poetic T Nov 2019

Full Stops Fall...

I'm the verses others
                  wish to syllabise,

But I'll be to wordy to condense

into rhyme or reason..

I never configure to a word
                                            count,

To abstract for other to realise
        the meaning of my existence.
my lifes just to complicated to put

                                       into any kind of words.
                                                                               .
                                                                               .
                                                                               .
                                                                               .
                                                                               .
                                                                               .
                                                                               .

People cant put me in to words and even full stops fall....

#words #understanding #self #unique #fullstop #count #exstence

My name is Heaven Jul 2019

Anxiety

1,2,3,4

Keep counting

It’s heavy, and the air is hot

1,2,3,4

Keep counting

I hear the screaming, and all the lies.

Come on girl, keep counting

1,2,3,4 snap snap

My hands are trembling I can’t quite see

But 1,2,3,4. Keep counting. You’ve gotta breathe.

1
2
3
4

That’s how many breaths you need
Count to 4. Count to 4.
Just. Keep. Counting.

This is how I handle my panic attacks. Counting to 4, and snapping on cue. Focuses the mind to some thing else. Sooner or later I’m not panicking. I’m counting, and I can breathe again.

#anxiety #count #breathe #panic #attacks #focus #4 #numerology