#first poems on Hello Poetry

Nishan Niraula 1h

You were like the moon to me,
Always far from my reach
Only to be adored by my sight.
Always hoped you for mine to be
Even prayed for you with all my might.

Always craved to get a glimpse of you
Always felt captivated by the light of you
Without you I felt like I lost my light
As you were the one to light my dark pit of sorrow

You made me want to reach the height
You were the one I didn’t want anyone to borrow
For you were the one without whom my sky felt hollow

I liked the phases you displayed
Even liked the spots you had
For they showed the beauty of being tainted
Just wanting to hold you made me glad
Yet beyond my reach
Only to be adored by my sight.

She was like the moon,
Far, far away.

This was the first poem I ever wrote.

#moon #love #admire #sky #night #first #poem

Symon Van Arsdale 1d

Fire

Have you ever felt a fire like this? One that is a playful ember. It dances around the tips of your fingers, leaving short, intimate kisses on your hand as it passes. A fire that won't grow wild if you fall asleep with it going, yet its intensity burns brighter and hotter by the second, refusing to be snuffed by what is believed to be common traits. A fire that does not cause pain or discomfort, but one that sparks your veins, and makes it hard to contain yourself to the same spot. If I were able to showcase this flame, it would blind humanity. It would make any extraterrestrial fearful of what they might find. But if they still dared to venture towards our home, they would find the fire that makes the world burn.

Wrote this with no forethought. Just typed out what I had on my mind for the past few minutes.

#fire #first #draft

Imarie Feb 15

First Love Flame

Time pass by and seasons turn
That first love's ember still burn
A memory cherished, bittersweet
A feeling nothing can defeat

For I feel love and free
You opened up my heart to me
And though our paths may now diverge
My first love's flame will always surge.

#first #love

Ariana Emu Jan 27

Compile

In the compile of words
We have lost our favourite poems
It's hard to remember
Probably we have forgotten
You might find the same poem
After a decade
In the dust of old papers
I know you'll remove all the dust
To read your favourite poem one more time
If you read it carefully you haven't forgotten your poem
It got lost in the compile of new pages.
What if we get the chance to read again

#love #first #nostalgia #nostalgic

NaNi Jan 23

To My Son

Egypt,
One day you're going to grow up and I’m going to tell you the most important love that exists in my life and it begins with you

I always knew I wanted you
But I didn’t know how much until I had you
I wasn’t planning for you but I wasn’t doing anything to prevent the chance of you
It was almost like my heart knew I needed something , a blessing that would make me cry out to God
A blessing that The world may have thought i wasn’t ready for
Even with fear in my heart knowing I could fail
I wasn’t afraid of this blessing
After hearing your heartbeat, over and over
I knew who you were
You were mine and I was finally going to have you
Even if I had to do it over again i would still choose you
Someone i never knew i needed and someone I will infinitely love & protect

All ways, always
You

#son #mother #only #child #poem #first #love #unconditional

Jia En Jan 13

Trophy

You never want a friend
Making one
Too good lest the friendship ends
When they realise you're not fun
Or smart or pretty
Enough when they meet others
On another
Whole new level.
It's human nature to
Want to come first, don't you
Think? Because being somebody's
Number one is the only
Thing that came to me
Thinking about what I want in life
The other night
And I know it's not right
To think like this
But if you've ever felt this way before
You'd know
There's no
Point in trying anymore.

everybody wants to rule everyone else's world.

#first #place #friendship #ending

Bekah Halle Jan 2

My first poem

I wish I could find
the first poem I wrote...

[was it on paper
or deeper, on my heart;
unblemished hope?]

Were my poems
ever melodies?
Or were they just
internal remedies
to the thick,
sick, and cut off
parts in me?

Did I write limericks,
raps, or pick-up tricks?
Were they from my inner voice
or head, just strong?

Did I ever give them air
to breathe,
like a love song?

Is this why
I am now so prolific;
I would prize that poem long,
put it in a vault to deny
constant criticism from the system...

but then let its spirit float free for all eternity.

#first #poem

JD Lovell Dec 2024

Touching Souls

I remember how I loved you,
and I knew you loved me too,
it was oh so long ago!
now I am this man,
while you are now their mam,
yet once we were one,
just two touching souls

I remember how you kissed me,
and I knew that it was just me,
days that should come wrapped up with a bow,
Then we were naughty,
Now around 40,
Yet once we were one,
just two touching souls

Oh yes, so young!
oh yes, so free!
unfortunately not forever to be
Oh you were 'his'
as so, I was 'hers'
but that is life,
its sometimes how it goes!
then we grew up, as we grew apart,
almost a magnetic reversal of hearts,
but i still remember
that first night,
that September,
when we held our toes touched
and so did our souls

for Miss Helena Maria Jones
it was a pleasure and an honour to share a moment in the sunshine of our lives!
you were almost as beautiful as me (*wink...just joking) x

#first #love #soul #mates #youth #time #passing

Zee Nov 2024

Love Me Like It's The First Time

Love me for the first time.
Baby.

Love me like.
It's the last breath you'll breathe.

Keep me in your pocket.
So you never lose sight,
Of me.

Don't know what I'd do.
Without you.

Maybe I'd be lost.
Trapped in my fears.
Left broken in tears.

Love me like the first time.
Baby.

Love me like you'll never leave.
I only see myself through you.

You made me believe.
In a different dream.

So love me like the first time.
Never let it go.
Never let it die.

Just hold me like it's the last time.

#love #first #time #loving #heart #dream #breath #breathing