#firstpost poems on Hello Poetry

Shane Feb 2019

Hello my old friend,
Never thought we'd meet again.
In this place you call home,
I've now returned to claim as my own.

I remember it well,
The hallow pit where I once fell,
This deep dark alone,
I found truth in these walls of stone.

You warned of outside
The perils of hope
The deceit of trust
And promise's rope...
A noose to bind and hang in dread,
I've now returned, broken and dead.

Will you take me in and stay with me?
Take away the fear and the lies that be?
Keep me safe in our hidden lair
You're all that I have...
My friend despair.

My first post.

#despair #sad #empty #friend #firstpost #lost #helpless #hopeless #cry

Vineeth Jan 2019

Oh Boy!

Hey there, hear my sad story
I walk through this ghost town, my head hung low and my eyes weary
My 6 string hangs around my shoulder
The lights dim and the air grows colder
I find a rusty old chair lying
Creaking and wobbling, this old chair is crying
And I start to play the tunes of my sad old heart
Where do I start?
A boy once lived in a far away land
Roamed the deserts filled with sand
On a winter eve he set on a journey
To find magic and live in harmony
He walked and walked until the sun went down
He walked past every town
No magic did he ever find
A pain in his heart, that couldn’t be left behind
Alone did he ever run
Not a single soul, he could call a loved one
Now he roams the streets with a 6 string
Living a life without meaning
Craving for the day he has since been longing
Nor magic nor harmony will he ever find
This is a cruel world that is not so kind
So I sing the songs of my sad old heart
Until the day my heart falls apart

#poetry #firstpost

carlos varela Oct 2018

High

Flying Out
Climbing through stars
Now that I'm here, this far out
Can't seem to be knocked down

Don't want to climb down
When its you that you're higher
So high lights drown
I guess, I didn't grow any wiser

This is my first poem don't be afraid to give some feedback

#comingofage #love #heartache #firstpost

Braedon Aug 2018

Through the eyes of the enemy.

You see me in most young teens
I'm the thing haunting their dreams,
But not all is not what it seems,

I'm just like any other,
I even have a brother,

Guess what my name is,
What let me answer it for you,

I'm depression and my brother anxiety,
We walk throughout society,

Embodied within everyone and well,
Our job is to make life a living hell,

The beauty of it all,
You can seek help
But we remain,

To haunt you once again
Whether shine or rain.

We’re gonna be there
So grip your bear tonight.

This poem is from the perspective of Depression. I really hope those affected with this mental health issue seek the help and become better people from that.
Have a good day.

#depression #depressed #anxiety #perspective #firstpost

JovialPup May 2018

Englewood Sunset

Dwarfed by concrete and steel, I struggle to
catch, to grasp that which has been stolen by
swift phantom hands and soft dying light who
whisper, caress, remind. They draw my eye
to the setting sun, the dying fire,
the phoenix’s last embers burning out.
The day’s enchantment will soon expire.
Lips drawn down, brows furrowing in a pout.
The same spectral breezes tug on my shirt,
Pull me towards the tracks that lead me home.
Night sweeps across the sky in silken skirts,
richly colored, bejewelled with precious stones.
I must hurry. Must leave promptly, before
Night regresses into a ****** *****.

#sonnet #firstpost #wonder

Ellie Kelley Apr 2018

Thoughts about Things

There once was a man
Who only thought about things
And never thought that things
Never thought about him.
He clamors to the thought
Of having more things
Without giving his things
A thought.

The sun would rise
The moon would set
The moon would rise
The sun would set
Another day passes
Without a thought
Till all there was left
Was his things.

Open for a critique! this is my first post, and I would like to carry on this theme of writing for my daughter

#firstpost #love #things #thought #thoughts #critique #trending

Amoni Fuller Jan 2018

I Don't Like You

Why won't you say a single thing?
One word.
So I can understand
what you're going through
or how much of it is true

The things people tell me
make me hurt for you
I mean
You can't eat, You can't sleep,
You can't even grieve
What DO you feel?
How often does this repeat?

If you can reach
I want you to grab my hand
I can pull you out
But you have to be on your feet
Understand?

I don't like you
You don't like me
But if it's you I'm without
I doubt...

Please!
Be tame
Help me help you
We're one and the same

You know my name

I've heard that no one can help you if your not willing to help yourself.

#firstpost #personal #selflove #depression

Candis Soul Jan 2018

Lost moment

Lost
I feel lost at every trickle
The water is cold tonight
The moment I went backwards
I realized once again my plans have been ruined
In the ruin I seek pity
Not because of the bright glare
Because of the glamour
Nothing else could feel this wrong
As my mind is wrapped in torment
I still think about my loss
How can I regain that trust back
How can I turn it back into a tune
Darkness in my thoughts
I go on with my day

First poem I have ever let others see. Thank you for allowing me to be a part of this community. This particular poem is about how I deleted another poem accidently and I am super upset about it. Hope you enjoy.

#lostandfound #firstpost