#d poems on Hello Poetry

Saša D Lović Apr 2015

tеlе

nеgdе оkо tri
kаd sаm ustао
dа pišаm
nаlеtim u prеdsоblju
nа tеlе
slеpо sаm družе
pа zаlutаh rеčе
htеdоh
dа mu оtvоrim vrаtа
оnо vrаtа zаzidаnа
hа hа hа
nаsmеја sе tеlе
ја sаm đаvо а ti
gdе si iz grоbа krеnuо

#d #saa #lovi #bor #lovke

Saša D Lović Apr 2015

pijan

Nerazgovorljiv
Jutros nisi ni novine kupio
Crni hleb se rasprodao
Kafu vinjak i kiselu nisi naručio
Da nisi možda umro
Ceo se bife pitao
Nerazumnik
Šaputali su
Nesatrt
Smrtima
Neosobit
Nepodešen
Neštedimice
Nerazgranat

#d #saa #lovi #bor #lovke

Jenni Apr 2015

daytripper

If I stop thinking of you as the destination
And just enjoy the journey…
Maybe that's the secret to happiness

I'll memorize the crinkles in your forehead
Like lines on a map
When my mix tape runs out of songs
I'll listen to your voice instead
When it gets cold at night
And I don't want to roll up the windows
I'll hold your hand

Even if we were only blown together
Like fallen leaves
For a brief amount of time
For that moment
I was yours
And maybe you were mine

I don't know where we're going
I don't even know we're we've been
But as long as the wind keeps blowing
Let's keep following the wind

#d

Jenni Jan 2015

.

I've often heard
That when you hear a ringing in your ears
It means that someone is thinking about you

I'm sorry if the noise is keeping you awake

#d

Jenni Jan 2015

Untitled

I wouldn't mind losing sleep over you quite so much
If you were here to share the sleeplessness

There are better uses for these hours
Than lying alone in my bed

I imagine there's room
For both of us

Let's see

#d

Jenni Feb 2015

Sonata in D Major

You shuffled in late
In a whirl of cologne and winter clothes
And I never know what you're thinking
But when you move your arms to mimic mine
I wonder if you're thinking about the space between them
And how a person about my shape and size might fit there

Even if I'm the one who moves first
I still feel like a shadow

And we sit like two lonely statues in the dim light
In my mind the room might as well be empty
For how much I care about the other figures in the dark
Twin pianos decorate the trembling air
Shaking
Quivering
Mirrored in the breathes I take
And in the movements of our restless feet

For people who are sitting so very still
The space between us spells chaos so fluently

#d

Jenni Mar 2015

Redo

I kept telling myself
That all I wanted
Was to feel your arms around me
But now I think
I've become addicted to your touch

My skin aches
My limbs shake
My heart quakes

For ****'s sake...

I never wanted to need you
I think I want a redo
It wasn't you but me who
****** it up this time

Next time I'll try harder
I swear

#d

Jenni Mar 2015

4:27 am

you seem like the sort of person i could tell things to
that I might have never told anyone else.
how sometimes i feel like i'm drowning
and maybe that's why i'm afraid of the ocean.
how the song disorder sounds like the night
and how it makes me feel alive and dead at the same time.
i go to concerts so that the bass can keep my heart beating.
sometimes i lay awake for hours staring at my laptop
feeling numb and empty
and sometimes i wish someone would hold me until
i feel whole again.
i think i would be okay if that person were you.
you've always been so kind to me
in a way that makes me feel uncomfortable.
i don't know what to do with kindness.
maybe you could help me.
i'm not good at feeling things.
sometimes i feel nothing
and sometimes i feel everything
but my feelings for you always made sense
in a way that the others didn't.
i'm bad at talking
let's just drive.
the night air makes me feel alive and free.
i love the way the world looks lit up
and the reflections of street lamps and flickering neon shop signs
and the way their light paints our faces.
you looked at me so gently that night before you left.
i pretend to know the words that were frozen on your lips
and i go to sleep with my heart keeping time with joy division bass lines.

it's 4:27am and i miss you
this is more of diary entry than a poem but i didn't know where else to put it

#d

Jenni Apr 2015

flutter. as in a moth's wings. or what my heart does when I see you.

Serendipity.
Not to be confused
With Serenity.
Because I'm anything but serene
When I keep running into you.
Flustered
Panicked
Awkard as hell, sure.
Serene?
Not so much.

I have this strange idea
That we're like moths to flame.
Who's the moth
And who's the flame?
All I can say is that I thrive in night
And you always created your own light.

I'm afraid to touch you.
I'm afraid to burn.
But I'm smoldering inside
And it's starting to hurt.

My wings were careless.
I got too close.

Alight

Ablaze

It's alright

Your gaze

Will be the last thing I see.
That's good enough for me.

#d

Tatiana Jan 2015

The Things that Cowards like to do

They like to send you mean and harsh messages
and then they don't even stick around for the aftermath,
because they are not strong,
they are not respected,
or respectful.
But, they believe that by hurting others,
they will have their power.
But this silly coward
doesn't quite understand how I respond
to people like him.
I see this as a challenge,
as a game.
But since he refuses to show his face,
it tells me all I need to know.

I don't think this coward
is prepared to get played.

*To be continued...

I will not share the message that got me started, but I do think that he has blocked me within minutes of sending me an awful message. But if that's the way he's going to be, then I should be allowed to express this frustration and anger.

#annoyed #d #rude #troll