#echoes poems on Hello Poetry

Amanda Kay Burke Sep 2018

Rambunctious thoughts, undeserving of birth,
Blotted onto the screen,
Uncontrollably checking scarce notifications,
He is not worth my impatient routine.

Will not let you implant in my head
Totally broken-up yet well-meant perspectives,
I wrote a letter but lacked the courage
To read with proper affective.

All I need is opportunity,
Inside me feelings brew and fester,
Mind is slowly poisoned,
I felt obsession pester.

Find reasons in overanalyzed words,
Left with echoes of the past,
Wolves begin to howl regretfully,
Our feral emotions somehow amassed.

Critique always welcomed

#love #sad #rambunctious #wild #brain #reasons #past #echoes #wolves

Siddhartha Shankar Bose Sep 2018

I give my word & song

If any little word of mine
may make some heart the lighter,
If any simple song of mine
may make some life the brighter,
God, let me speak that little word
and take my bit of singing.
Then plant it in some desolate vale
to keep the echoes ringing...

#girl #echo #echoes #ringing #word #heart #mine #song

Shannon Ní Bhriain Jun 2018

Echoes

i lost my mind, along with you.
such silent words brought violent hues,
they linger in my living room,
they echo through, they echo you.

while the dusk sinks down to dawn
and whispers winds until its gone,
your ghost is all that carries on,
it echoes through, it echoes you.

#echoes #ghost #mind #mental #violent #silence #love #loss

Poetic T Jun 2018

Fallen Leaves Of Deliberation

If problems were leaves
mine would be dried husks of
                         contemplation.
Every one I tried to solve would
just crumble between my fingers.

When I walk on the echoes of
deliberation its stalks penetrate
              deep within my wandering.
Why does nothing grow on
         falling leaves of deterioration.

A dilemma of reflection never grows
            it only crumbles beneath palms.
Clasping at tears never diluted
                but even though expelled.
Never did a single drop help the problems.

#crumble #echoes #penetrate #dried #husks #deliberation

Poetic T May 2018

When Flutes Are Empty

Our flutes still silently sit there,
reflections engraved within those
                           precious moments.

Sullen clouds linger before us,
                  tears filling an ocean,
now falling like a waterfall of regrets.

That flower, a plastic representation.
You never wished it to fade, like our
love, continual and never wilting.

Within our leaving, fate tore us apart.
             leaving that moment, echoes of
our reflections entombed still holding on.

#fate #love #echoes #continual

PoserPersona May 2018

Ode to Love Lost at Sea

'Twas a time I deemed thee love;
  the echoes lacked contraire
Sea moon shadows dance across
  this isle of despair

Entwined flesh eyes doth ne'er perceive,
  outside the mortal's scope
No sole charter giveth passage
  through salty waves unknown

'Tis what I think to see thee there
  on pedestals of gold
Forevermore you place thyself
  on stalwart shores alone

Unfurl thy sails for distant lands;
  the lighthouse shines once more
Praying to gods that long lost ship
  will find its way to port.

#love #sea #lost #echoes #port #ship #lighthouse #sails #charter #passage

Poetic T Apr 2018

Rebooting My Life

I want to reboot my life,
           to clear the files of
regret,
          sorrow,
                    wrong decisions.

My mainframe of thought
            still has echoes
of deleted files.
Nothing is really rebooted.

I'll keep deleting those files
        till the time there just
                               shadows,
            as echoes can be heard
      but obscurity eventually fades.

#reboot #echoes #deleting #fades

J Mar 2018

In A Parallel Universe

Perhaps, in a parallel universe;
or in another lifetime if there
is such a thing, we'll find each
other.

If we do, my hope is that we both
are free from the ghosts and echoes
of our past.

And if we are, I will love you just
the same as I do now, until my
bones are reduced to dust; in the
silent pauses of my heartbeat,
down to the very last of it.

In a parallel universe.

#parallel #universe #love #ghosts #echoes #prose #freeform #freeverse