#dear poems on Hello Poetry

m i a Dec 2015

perfect.

he wasnt perfect, but at the same
     time he was.*

his hugs were perfect.

his smile, was really perfect.

his hair was absolutely perfect.

his eyes were beyond perfect.

his lips, were oh his lips were
     beyond perfection.

but not until i saw him
   do the same things to her
      did i realize that i was blinded
         by his perfection.

he was just too perfect.

eh, im literally loosing inspiration. haalp.

#pain #god #hurt #perfect #him #live #dear

Ube Jam Nov 2015

Untitled

You leave as quietly as a leaf falling from a tree
Saying words I can't hear
Leaving things you hold dear
For a world we deeply fear

#words #fear #leave #hear #falling #tree #left #leaving #dear #saying

dweeb Nov 2015

Ours

you can call them my veins
well, I consider them vines
when you look for what grows it is you that you'll find
my blood vessels are ships, and they sail the blood sea
carrying cargo called 'words' from your mouth to me
and my bones are the homes of each memory
they ache when you leave
but they are calm when you breathe
my skin is the sky
scars being stars
I've created this world, dear
but it's not mine
it's ours

#world #this #ive #dear #created

Mila Berlioz Nov 2015

Birthday Gift

I expected much, you know, the usual right?
But turns out that message, ruined my birthday,
even if it was before my birthday, it was seven minutes before it.

Usually I hate my birthday, but, not having you,
not seeing you on that day, not having you by my side, it just, made
the day I hate the most of the year became worse.

Oh dear, why did you even show me that song?
Because actually, it does turn out that I need you much more than you need me.

Your birthday gift wasn't that tee shirt you left me,
but the loneliness and broken promises you left behind, how you left
me behind.

Still, I adore you.

JN

#heartbreak #black #you #song #miss #missing #dear #birthday

Impeccable Space Poetess Nov 2015

How come you don't love this simple poem?

parachutes are my tender
words landing
landing
softly on
your
bright sight

snow crystals
widespread on
icy mountains
you're dear
to look at

even the wind sighs
when you drift over
the ridge

landing, melting
my heart
into the bluest
ocean

To cliche?

#love #poetry #heart #you #my #to #dear

Shannon Rose Nov 2015

None

There is nothing I can say
But when I say it
Listen

Girls who need to understand that you can also initiate and start something you do not have to wait for someone else's approval.

#love #dream #happy #fairy #tale #wish #dear #empower

Ambika Jois Nov 2015

Endure

You can’t see the air around us;
It doesn’t mean you’re not breathing it.
I could lie on hot coal to show you;
If you want my wings instead, nothing else will fit.
Every note, every vibration,
Bears the fruit of your powerful mind.

If you truly wanted love and peace,
You’d be devotedly singing it out to mankind.
Honesty can be sweet, it can be brutal.
There’s nothing like facing your fear,
Afraid to discover the truth,
When like a fool, you treat trash talk so dear.

That tiny ray of light shining through,
Is for us, me and you to be reassured,
There is no pleasure, no gain, no good,
In the absence of what has to be endured.

#love #peace #fear #pain #fool #dear #devotion #singing #mankind #endure

Sierra Kailani Oct 2015

Dear Daddy

Dear Daddy,
5 months ago, you disappeared.
5 months ago, I found out in the newspaper
5 months ago, I wished I could just have one more day

Oh Daddy,
how I wish it wasn't so
how I wish it was only a dream
how I wish I had one more chance

I see your eyes, struggling to see the light.
I see your heart, slowing at each beating second
I feel the sheet wrapped around your neck, pulling pulling..
I feel your strong hands that used to hold mine, clench..

Tears, tears, tears... How did it come to this...

I miss you Daddy.

#suicide #loss #lost #daddy #dad #abandoned #daughter #dear

Carlie Richardson Oct 2015

Dear Diary;

The Day Of:
Dear diary,
She broke up with me..

2 Days Later:
Dear diary,
What kind of person can love you so much one day, and then be head over heels for another the next?

2 Months Later:
Dear diary,
I still love her.

2 Years Later:*
Dear diary,*
She still loves her.

#love #isnt #up #it #its #dear #diary #kinda #fuxked