#games poems on Hello Poetry

izzn Oct 2020

VICTORY!

I may have faltered a zillionth times
my hurting and your peals of laughter,
weirdly they rhyme
but I will never admit defeat,
not to your depravity
and you call yourself
the king of undefeated rounds,
but honey, you're crowned with that title
but you're not as good as it sounds
remember when all my ounce of courage
finally coalesces?
knock out, worn out, hit you with a pound
guess what?
I finally won, let the world know,
LET IT OUT

there was an attempt :)

dedicated to Bon :D OH WAIT I FINALLY WON

disclaimer: everything is exaggerated here. given the context, it's REALLY hilarious

#winning #victory #games

not a substitute for sleep Oct 2020

spam folder

the last two messages you sent
i never even read
i no longer check to see if you've messaged me
since i deleted that thread
i finally had to give up
and see that the relationshit was dead
you made up this false version of me
based off of resentment and thoughts you never said
just know that i'm sorry
i know all of this is still ******* with your head
i feel i did the right thing
i learn to go with my gut now and i've yet to be misled
some days are so easy
while others hurt deeply and i can't shake the dread
a couple times you roped me in
i guess your intentions involved the ego needing to be fed
you're the one who pays in the end
cause i can live with myself and an empty bed

08.15.2020 - 19:36
for: jms

i am still not over it and that's okay

#exes #toxicity #relationship #ego #games #recovery #sobriety #addiction

Sarah Flynn Oct 2020

musical chairs

I’m still a child
playing a game
of musical chairs.

I’m just trying to
find a seat with
everyone else.

I’m still going
around and around
and around again,
searching for my
chance to fit in.

but every time
that I think
I’ve finally
found it,

as soon as
I go to sit down,

life pulls the chair
out from under me.

#games #child #life #past #childhood #music #fit #place

Owen Oct 2020

Gunwoman

Rounds in the chamber
fire away.
Numb to the danger
my chest ablaze.
Pull that trigger,
pull me.
Push me,
again and again,
into my shallow grave.

Throw all I gave you
away.
You never were
good
about using my time,
and you had all of that.
Took it for granted
and planted
doubt.

At ten paces
I turned
to your barrel on me.
No hesitation.
Gun me down.

You were always playing a game with me.
But im not a toy.

#bullets #love #games

ardnaxela Oct 2020

Quick question...

You are never
clear with me
about
What it is you want.
I always have to guess.
Is this just a game to you?
Is my heart a play thing;
somewhere for you to make a mess?
Or
maybe it's a dream
meaning
It's all made up
And I should wake up.

I want to
Give you
All
Of me.
But I gotta know
You want me
I
Gotta know you
Need me
Know that
You can complete me.

I'm ready to become
Whole again

tired of

Splitting

Up
;

tired of

trying

  To

   Piece

    Back

Bits of my soul,
Fragments
S h a t t e r e d by senselessness.

blacked in sin.

I need my peace back.
I don't like to ask
But
I hate to guess
I'm wondering -
Can you be that?

And if not, just say so.

#guessing #games #wondering #love #clarity #fragments #heart #shattered #torn

Amy Oct 2020

Video games

~My heart belongs to you~
My heart belongs to you
Sorry not you
But My controller.

I sit down playing my game for hours, and hours, and hours.
With my red eyes, I keep playing prolonged.
My fingers are tired, my head is tired and my eyes are tired.
But I never stop.
I stop until I’ve reached my goal…., until I reach my desires.
I guess you can say that I am the type to keep going until I reach my goals in life.
And that’s a good thing.
And When I am done, I fall completely asleep with my arms holding on to my precious controller, all happy.

~Amy <3

This poem was made for my brother cause of how much he is addicted to video games

#video #games

beckie d and the poetry Oct 2020

No Victory

I will not play this game
I forfeit
I give up
In done
You think that means you've won

But how can you win if you're holding a gun?

sometimes there is no winner

#games #winning #losing #violence

Carlo C Gomez Sep 2020

Jeux d'enfants (Children's Games)

The swing
The spinning top
The doll
Wooden horses
Battledore and shuttlecock
Trumpet and drum
Soap bubbles
**** in the corner
Blind man's buff
Leap-frog
Little husband, little wife
The ball

Please let me return
To my childhood ways
And the happy games
We played

Jeux d'enfants ("Children's Games") is a suite of twelve miniatures composed by Georges Bizet for piano four hands in 1871.

Inspired by M83's song:
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=M5YoTHbdisc

#children #kids #games #toys #memories #piano #music #bizet #m83

Hammad Sep 2020

Wounds of Time

I know the games
you' ve been playing
I know the tricks,
so they won't work on me
I know the traps,
so i won't fall for them..
and I won't take your baits ...
so my dear!
you can keep playing
your games
and i will keep up with it
but know that
in this ruse
there won't be any winner
or loser
No one will ever
get a dime...
but our love - for sure
will succumed to the wounds
of time...

#love #games #wounds #time #poem

Carlo C Gomez Sep 2020

Colorforms

Riding
The color
Wheel

From
Liftoff
To splashdown

Onyx
Eyelids
Heavy with rheum

Waking to
Laminated
Stick-ons

A vinyl ocean
Of unco adhesion
And snap vacuum

Jettisoned
Trinkets
Of youth

Soaring
Prophetically
Overhead

Acquiescing
As scenes
Of upended worlds

The simple playgrounds
Both remembered
And loved

#childhood #toys #games #imagination #fun #kids #history