#echo poems on Hello Poetry

a M b 3 R Jul 2018

hush

stop torturing him please
it hurts me to know that
he is suffering
the voices
in his head
please just quieten down
and never echo back again
just let him have his peace
and a normal life
stop making him feel that he is the worse
when he is not
he feels like a failure
when he is not
he is so much more
so stop telling him
that he is not
when are you ever going to stop hurting him
please hush

well i hope that he is alright (my friend). i really wish that the voices can go away. but it isnt that easy :/

#voices #mind #stop #worse #torture #echo

Cardboard-Jones Jul 2018

Ceiling Fan

Another girl
Different emotions than the night before.
Where are you?
Are you back home?
Is it alright if I called you tonight?
I’ve filled this room with things to forget you.
But it wouldn’t let me.
It’s still empty in here.

The time drags by.
Memories of you echo off the walls.
Am I too late?
Are you back home?
Is it alright to hear your voice tonight?
This ceiling fan always stares down at me.
Like the world is spinning
But I’m just lying still.

Maybe it’s nothing.
Maybe it’s everything.

#love #regrets #memories #bed #echo

adept Jul 2018

what is mine is yours, right?

you claimed the sky
and i kept looking up.

what was kept from me
was never actually refused.

i lied, only to see if you would protect yourself or if you would protect me. turns out we both new the answer, and i still don’t mind

#echo #claim #sky #heard #lies

A Simillacrum Jun 2018

666/777: The Closed Eye Echo

What is freedom? It's whatever you want. That's the original, human freedom: choice. How do you define freedom? Is it unrestricted action? Is it liberation from falsehood? Is this the dusk? Or is this the dawn?

Will you look back at the dark days gone, then forward, into the new, driving those same stakes, making those same mistakes, trumpeting reverence of atrocity and explaining it as tradition? This house must come down.

I will, on bended knee, submit a commitment of deed.
I will not harness fire for there is less to burn.
I will be as water and wind and flora before.

I will not reap.
I will sow.
I will not strike.
I will be.
I will pray.
and it will sound
as the wind
through the tree
in the shallow
and the reed.

The vehement will tire and weep.
The peaceful will sing the song of echoes.
The young will carry this sound into the future.

Humanity will prosper.

#religion #closed #eye #echo #familiar #voice #freedom #dawn #dusk

Brandon Conway Jun 2018

A Morning Echo

The snooze button
My morning companion
Why wake early
When you can delay ennui
For just a moment longer
Ten minute dreams
That seem to last
A lifetime until
It's too late

Hurry to work
The chair you hate
Hurry to work
The screen that stares
Hurry to work
Where no one cares
Hurry to work
The sooner to despair

Surrounded by walls that blind
The morning star
Surrounded by people who
Worship cupidity
Maybe I do too
That's why I am here

#ennui #work #office #cubical #echo #gloom #greed #job #cupidity #money

Brandon Conway Jun 2018

Narcissism

Mothers warmth peered over the precipice
Her halo radiating with life
Projecting her color over the lush meadow
Engulfing everything in sight
How angelic, even the flora cry
An ocean blanket of blue and white
On the hillside your scapose body resides
Weighed down by blissful dew
Tipping over to one side.

Admiring that stream lazily flowing by.
Admiring that stream, what is identified?
Admiring that stream lazily flowing by.

Perfection staring, a gaze that seized
Cornas locked eternally
A beauty never before seen
Afraid to break sight, fear of ambrosia running away
Forever you stare
Forever you stare
Forever you stare
Never to look away
Left starving
Left withering
Left to decay
Left as an echo
Never to chase
Left as an echo
Never to embrace
Left as an echo
Your coupe de grace

#narcissism #narcissus #echo #flower #death #mythology

Autmn T May 2018

How Do I Say Goodbye To A Ghost

Goodbye. A word that haunts. Echos through the dark and paralyzes me with fear, enough to tremble and shake similar to the way a weak hand grasps for months, clutching onto life. When you leave, how do you suppose you hear me. I shout and scream into the cemetery of everything that once was. The lesson of a lifetime is say goodbye early. Say goodbye to the possibility of departure and leave before they leave first. Thats how you say goodbye to a ghost, in a way that will haunt them to their grave.

Written while wanting to reach out to someone who wants to hide.

#haunt #ghost #graveyard #cemetery #echo #grave #tombstone #scream #love #heartbreak

Noelle M Eithun May 2018

Numb

I feel hollowed out, gutted.
I can hear my heartbeat echo throughout my chest,
making it the only way I know I am still alive.

and that something is still alive in me.

What do you do when you don't feel anything at all?

#numb #sad #gutted #heart #echo

Aa Harvey May 2018

Forever there

Forever there

Remember the faces of those people this world has lost.
They are never truly gone, so let them never walk alone.
Keep them inside your heart until the end of all things,
For they are the one’s worth remembering.

People we meet in fleeting moments could change our world completely;
But those who are gone are fading away into history.
So let us remember all of the fallen,
For they are no longer here to tell their tale;
So let us be the one’s who are reaching out for them.

Let their voices echo throughout the years.
Let their memories shape the love inside our tears.
Let a piece of them remain with us wherever we may go,
Because they will always remind us of how lucky we are to have a home.

Never forget the time we never had, but we also shared.
We may have been strangers, but we were all here once
And one day we will all be forever there.

(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

#loss #death #memories #stories #echo #love #family #friends #heaven #neverforget