#eleven poems on Hello Poetry

John Cena May 2015

*******

*******
smunghole
in the *******
was a scattootle
scattootle bootle wootly?
bow wow slam dow sham wow
spow spow pow pow pop
pop pop pop
watchin *****'s drop

#nine #did #jews #eleven

Rockie Apr 2015

Separate

We've known each other since we were four
From that first 'hello'
Eleven years, really, that far?
Although we hardly speak now
You've gone your way
And I've gone mine
Oh, **** the school choices
I miss you, my best,
My oldest,
My dearest friend
Do you wish to talk?

#friends #hello #friend #best #old #bestfriend #dearest #four #eleven

XxX Jan 2015

I can't help but be sad

I woke up after the worst dream.
(I was 16 and dying. Not from disease but from myself.)
I looked in the mirror and saw this girl who wasn't who she thought she was.
I saw the 16 year old me.
The one who hated everything about herself.
From her scars to her weight to her stupid fake date.
She hated her life.
She took the pain away with one single blade.
She took her life in the night so she was sure no one would interrupt.
Except her mother woke up from a terrible dream of her daughter dead.
Only to find that it wasn't a dream and it wasn't all in her head.
She dialed 911 as she held her close.
Now 11 year old me is seeing a ghost.
A ghost of a girl just 16 years old, dead in her mothers arms because she was never told how cruel the world is.
-N.P

#poem #sad #death #writing #idk #second #sixteen #eleven

olympia May 2014

142,819,200

are you still here?
if so,
why haven't you said anything?

it's been four years
six months
and eleven days

i talk to you,
you know?
every night.

do you hear me?

#death #dead #days #gone #years #missing #months #losing #six #four #eleven

Jocelyn Sharp May 2014

Eleven.

I used to see you so clearly;
your smile, your eyes, your walk.
The way you sipped your coffee, the way you talked.

I used to reach for your hand; on the good days and the bad.
But now when I go to reach there's nothing there, its rather sad.

I'm loosing my memories of you, there slipping from me.
I no longer remember your eyes, or the way you like your coffee.

I no longer reach for you; I'm walking alone now.
Somehow I've moved on, although I don't know how.

I find myself smiling and its no longer because of you.
I find myself laughing, grinning, going on without you.

Its really very sad, they said this would happen.
Now all i have left is a heart with a scar and a lesson.

#love #sad #heart #smile #movingon #lesson #eleven

peurdelavie Apr 2014

11w

maybe my biggest mistake
was never learning how
to regret you

#love #heartbreak #words #sad #11w #eleven

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