#four poems on Hello Poetry

Hunter Green Nov 2018

Four

Some things hurt with such intensity, and I don’t know why,

Sounds, smells, scenes.

It’s like I’ve been here before and experienced the most significant emotional event or worse, that it reminds me of a place I’ll never be again.

I can’t understand why they tug at my heart like they do, but I have to hold on to the pain, the sentiment; I can’t waste the emotion, I need to save it and use it, hold it and fuse it,
With some other part of my life.
Whether I intentionally make memories to fill a void made by one of these unknown bursts of feeling,
Or plan my future to head towards them and fulfill them...

I must do something,
To free myself from the thought,
That they may be nothing,
That my mind may be meaningless,
Even if it’s true,
I’d rather deceive myself,
And make it out of something that I drew.

Nothing can stop my mind’s emotion,
So I’ll just give it fuel to soak in.
I need a place to put them,
And burn until I’m deep in REM.
Dreams let my creativity thrive,
Because my waking self can’t give them all life.
I hold things you could never imagine,
Endless dreamscapes of comfort and strife.
Someday it will feel right,
The worst things that pain me will be greater in reality,
Someday it will all be in sight,
After years I will create more than I imagined in my ability.

#four #emotion #emotional #heart #dream #reality #dreams #creativity #creative

Stark Oct 2018

Apocalypse Under His Command

Thousands poured into the Great Hall
Waiting
In this haunted, empty room
For something to happen

Nobody sat upon the throne
But order still remained
Maybe it was in the fear
That left them silenced

The throne was industrious
All blunt, sharp lines
Of cold, heartless steel
Fogging up as the peoples’ breaths brushed it

No heat in this desolate hall
Only people’s nervous, frantic heartbeats
Echoed through the room
Marking their place as prey

Footsteps followed
Each step
A quick, sudden staccato
Steady with every beat

The people spun around
Looking for the one that approached them
But there was
No one

Anxiety wrecked through the large hall
Rebounding off of the delicate stone arches
Sailing across the cracked, concrete floor
Filling everyone’s bodies with dread

The footsteps stopped
And their leader materialized onto his cold throne
His gaze held no emotion as he crossed his legs, staring at his people--
Who returned his glare with downturned lids

He bore a crown of silver
Glittering with the madness
Atop a thick forest of black hair
That you could get lost in

His eyes were a dark stormy blue
Appraising his guests
His people
That lay scattered across the hall

A slender frame
Overshadowed by a black velvet cape
And a white collared shirt
Pure of the injuries that he had wronged others

Form fitting grey pants slung tightly over his hips
Along with a matte hand pistol
Further accentuated by his knee high leather boots
That shined with the sweat of a thousand shoe polishers

He was their dictator
They were his people
With a snap
They rose to meet his commands

Without him, they were nothing

He called for disease
Infection spread rampant
the sick fell at his feet

He called for war
The clanging of swords broke out
And wet, hot blood began to coat the slick ground

He called for famine
Hunger gnawed away at the empty, acidic stomachs of the starved
Many fell, glazed eyes betraying their desire for food

He called for death
And suddenly the survivors fell
Only a hundred of the thousand had been left
To die at his feet

The hall was empty of all souls
But one
His

He commanded all that his people could give
And left with nothing to bear
But a single throne
Of cold steel
And an bare skyscraper
With a single, Great Hall

#apocalypse #command #dictatorship #power #death #four #grey #steel #heartless #empty

Scott F Hemingway Jul 2018

oxford

it's weather
a shot
with my
wit round
her waist
where night
fire and
brimstone sought
not his
tweets here
but there
dawn but
the smoke
in his
city the
early paper
must glide

a wrench

#good #bad #ugly #angle #four

Lynnia Jul 2018

Number We Share, Part Four

Seven’s the number we share in years
Strangled gasps fall on deaf ears
Crying out and brushed aside
You can’t run and you can’t hide
Seven’s the number we share in years
Crumble, crash, succumb to fear.

#number #we #share #part #four #friendship #fear #attack #careless #crash

Jester Andre Jul 2018

Despite it all

All those love songs you used to
sing
to me before I
close my eyes to sleep
All those moments we
shared
where only love breathes
All those fights we
encountered
which just made our relationship
stronger with every passing second of the day
All those memories we made together which made me believe that forever do exist
All those feelings you gave me which entangled our
heartstrings
to the point of no return, and yet
In just
Five minutes that we talked
Four glances that you made
Three words, “Let's break up,” which broke my very soul
Two heavy breaths you took, and
One single goodbye
Our supposed to be “everlasting lovestory” saw its very own curtains
close.

#tragic #tragedy #love #pain #sorrow #breakup #five #four #three #two

Salmabanu Hatim Jun 2018

Six Years

At one
Life had begun,
I could walk,that was fun,
Always smothered with kisses,mummy's yummy bun.
At two,
I grew too,
Did everything I wanted to do,
Again and again,then undo,
Refused to go to the loo,
Loved to spill the shampoo,
Stubborn as a mule,
With tears, buckets of boo.
At three ,
I was free,
No pampers,mum in glee,
Went to loo to ***,
Hated milk, loved tea,
Fell often, grazed my knees.
At four,
Could do small chores,
Wipe a spill on the floor,
For visitors open door,
My own clothes I wore,
A glass of water I could pour.
At five,
I was alive,
A queen bee in a hive,
I learned to thrive,
First time I learned to swim and dive.
At six ,
I was a bag of tricks,
Just for kicks,
Smart at solving conflicts,
Easily able to come out of a fix,
Clever and confident, teachers'
best pick.

#one #two #three #four #five #six #stubborn #shampoo

Brandon Conway Jun 2018

Side Effects

I guess one day I will travel
when I run out of Elavil
and my body becomes of ash and dust
carried by the four winds, wanderlust.

#travel #elavil #depression #antidepressant #amitriptyline #four #winds

Nyx Apr 2018

To that boy

To the boy who's heart i broke
I apologies in advance
I know I shouldn't have done what i did
I shouldn't have taken that chance

To that same boy who now hates me
With such you have every right
I do apologies that you will never see this
You will never see me in the same light

I was intrigue by you
That I won't lie
and i thought maybe
I could give this a try

I lead you on, I admit
It wasn't the best thing to do
But for the first few days
I was genuinely interested in you

You were funny and sweet
I was completely and utterly flattered
But then four factors came in
Which lead your heart to be shattered

I have my reasons for doing that
Reasons you'll never hear
Its all pointless now
As all you want is for me to disappear

My first reason which lead me to stress
Was that i couldn't handle the commitment
I panicked and I freaked, I cried for a week
You couldn't understand, I'm sorry for being weak

The second reason was that I noticed my true feelings
I realised far to late that I only saw you as a friend
I asked and begged my friend to hold off your confession
But in the end she wouldn't which lead to our digression

The third reason plays into the second
As my true feelings told me so, I was in love with another
I was too naive to see, I only saw you as a brother
Once i discovered my feelings, I had to play it off
If you ever read this, to all of this you would scoff

My fourth and final reason was one that hit me hard
I noticed that my best friend, the one who got us together
Was secretly in love with you, And just did it to get closer
So I hurt you, and told you it was all over

I left you broken and hurt
I know, But I could see it her eyes
She wanted me to let you go
I never told you the real reasons i left you for dead
I mean how could I? When all you would see is red

Its a ****** explanation, Trust me I know
But I'm now playing the villain, a demon at most
Because I want her happiness, I want her to boast
So I'm willing to be painted as evil and cruel
All for a friend, No matter how brutal

To that boy who will never see this
For he will never know, the truth remains hidden
Buried deep below, I wish you could know
that I am truly sorry

So to the boy who once loved me
I wish you the best
Be happy and carefree
So I can finally rest.

I'm sorry, to that boy.
Your never going to know my reasons for doing what I did, and you may never understand. I hope maybe one day I can apologies fully and honestly
So hate me and despise me as much as you would like do as you will for i no longer have the right to call myself your friend

#friend #ex #hurt #reasons #four #girl #boy #love #betrayal #sorry

Danielle Mar 2018

Four AM

My feet are cold and boredom has struck
Along with the big hand on the clock
It screams out “FOUR”
I think it’s in the A.M.

I have a love hate relationship with time and thought about a small series relating to how each hour of the night makes me feel.

#time #morning #four #clock #scream