#forgotten poems on Hello Poetry

Sophia Silver Sep 2019

Beneath

The day
That one day
The day that you were there but gone at the same time
The day where i thought you would still be here in my tomorrow
as how you were in a my yesterday.

Now your not my yesterday and you're not my tomorrows
your not under, but in a way beneath.
You're beneath my thoughts. Under my every surface.
In my head but not to be infront of my eyes.
How can someone or something so special
turn into something thats beneath a thought.
Something so far from a surface but
still be considered the surface of everything
You are the deeper surface underneath all the layers that i don't have to hide.
Always beneath my mind.

#lonely #hurt #forgotten #love #heartbreak #him #her #miss

Emily Sep 2019

gone

like the sun into the night you where gone
like a bird taking flight you where gone
like the moon in the light you where gone
only because I didn't open the doors for you
because I refused to give you the key
because I was scared
scared you'd do this to me.

#gone #left #forgotten #sun #night #moon #doors #key #scared

Empire Sep 2019

Jealous

I'm angry
maybe furious
painfully jealous
because I can clearly see

I have been left out

time and time again

I see you all
I hear your stories
you all have fun
enjoy each other's company
drinking, dancing

but me?
I'm at home
doing nothing
pretending I didn't want to join
because I'm good
I wouldn't want to indulge a bit
I wouldn't want to be invited
of course not

what's wrong with me?
what is it that makes you all assume
that I don't want in on the fun?

I'M LONELY

Even just some company would be nice
but it would seem
I'm unwanted
I'm undesirable
I'm a buzzkill

I'm useful,
but c'mon

you know you don't want me around
will you all just say it?
because clearly something about me
sends off some sort of signal
that I ought to be left out
forgotten

do you even realize how often i'm forgotten???

P E R S I S T E N T
C O N S I S T E N T

and you know what?
I'm jealous
I'm angry
I'm upset
because EVERYONE forgets me
I'm just not memorable
I'm not fun to be around

WELL YOU KNOW WHAT
IF YOU WERE PARALYZED BY ANXIETY
IF YOU WERE CONSTANTLY DEPRESSED
IF YOU WANTED TO TEAR YOURSELF APART
IF YOU HAD PEOPLE PLAY WITH YOUR MIND
IF YOU FELT ANY MISTAKE DEMOLISHED YOUR WORTH
IF YOU WONDERED IF YOU OUGHT TO JUST DIE

you wouldn't be much fun either

but at least someone might care about you

I think I'd like to cry...
It hurts to be forgotten,
Excluded...

#jealous #angry #upset #forgotten #lonely #alone

Aaron E Sep 2019

Deleted

Is it... Irony?
My life is language
and I have no words for you.

Erasing each little quip
before it reaches my lip
only echoes

A thousand lines for you.

The precedent muse,
and you won't see them
even if written
you won't see them
deleted.

I feel defeated

By myself and my hands
by my words
with which the short line spans

I feel deleted

Concieted

As if it's my defeat to posess.
As if the story is in reference to me.

But it was ours
and now it's not.

You won't see it.
The words won't rhyme,
because it's not our song anymore.

It's a memory
Fading into the background
Frequencies slowly dying out
against the scenery
as our ears get too old to hear them.

We'll remember differently every time
we think of it again.
Until it's different again.
Over and over,
until the echoes are a whole new chorus.

A different memory.
And the spark will be dead again.
In another new way.

I'll always be sorry.
Then I'll remember it
and type it, and delete it.

And we'll forget it, but we won't.
We'll hear the echoes
and won't have the words.

Deleted.

#deleted #sorry #echoes #time #change #fading #gone #forgotten

Ally Sep 2019

Almost forgotten

Sorrowful tears
happy memories of, almost forgotten times - to you
but, I remember
all of you

Unruffled
I sit here
with weepy, emerald eyes
in my delicate solace

#memories #solace #forgotten

AE Sep 2019

Joy

I didn’t know how Infectious a smile could be,
Not until I saw the wrinkles on your cheeks curve into thick lines
Like the cursive ink flowing from a lovers pen.
The corners of your mouth began to rise like the morning sun,
your eyes reflecting the stars hidden behind a blue sky.
Your joy found it’s way to me somehow,
right when I thought it was impossible to forget my headaches.
Your light transformed me into a city scape.
All was forgotten for a few seconds,
As I admired your laughter from afar.
All was remembered when your eyes started glittering,
And my heart came back to life.
You were there, clothed in your sorrow,
Yet dancing hand in hand with happiness
Forgetting time, coming alive, and full of joy

Letter number ten

#love #joy #happiness #sorrow #time #future #forgotten #memories

Abecedarius Rucker Sep 2019

Epitaphs for Old Friends

Welcome to the graveyard
for those not forgotten,
and for friends who turned foes
to have some place to rot in.

Her name was Sophia.
She was my friend,
‘til her boyfriend’s douchebaggery
caused our friendship to end.

Here lies Michaela
who couldn’t care less
about facing the problems
we all would address.

Cody was trouble,
no surprise to all.
But he’d make you feel special,
then leave when you fall.

Beloved Jennifer
who moved far away.
“We’ll still keep in touch”—
the last I heard her say.

Kyle was funny
then he turned to a ghost
who now speaks to no one.
I miss him the most.

#epitaphs #friends #forgotten

Marya0324 Sep 2019

Forgotten poem

I stay hidden beneath billows of dust
It's been ages since I was read, with trust.
How wonderful the days I was found,
Perused in the quiet, without a sound
I looked for the change in my readers' eyes
(I cannot see, but I sensed, in disguise)
As my maker's words prompt a memory,
A trapped emotion, now finally free,
When they recall, when they feel, in their core
They relate; They aren't alone anymore.
It's nice to be understood, to be heard,
To be visible without saying a word.
So I shall lie, waiting, for the next time
The soot is cleared, and someone reads my rhyme.

What I imagine a forgotten poem would think, as it lies in wait, through history.

#forgotten #poem #life #poetry #sad

Paola Verduzco Sep 2019

Forgot

What was her name?
Did it start with an M?
Who?
The girl before me.
Or the name of the girl you gave yourself to?
What’s her name?
Maybe I don’t want to remember.?
Something I’d like to erase
Forget
I wish it was me...
But that’s not how it works
Was it easy though?
To be with her
Then another
Tell me
Tell me more
Torture me
But not for long
It’ll disappear by morning
I won’t remember
I’d probably want to
Forget it
Either way...

To the man I gave myself completely...

#remember #forgotten #forget

md-writer Sep 2019

Monument to the Forgotten

One day, in my travels, I found a monument to the forgotten.

I found footprints there, and though they fit my feet, I had no memory of being there before.

One side of the monument was blank, full of words that could not be read.

One side was burnt, and ashes twisted in the mourning breeze.

One side was covered with a sheet.

One side towered high, yet was gone before I fully looked away.

And all around, footprints.

All of them mine.

#forgotten #monument #footprint