#give poems on Hello Poetry

Creator Sun Sep 2019

Red.
The colour that flows through our veins,
The power that we keep in vain.

Blood.
The one that spills out of our guts.
The one that power our hearts.

Tries.
You have no idea,
How many times we've failed yet-

To.
We should not try, we should do.
To keep the old, to strive for the new.

Never.
We will never surrender,
In the face of hope or never ending sorrow.

Give.
We have to accept the others that share our cause
The ones that help us, the ones who support us.

Up.
We will rise up,
Above the ashes.

A quick nonsensical one.

#determination #give #up #ashes #rise #new #surrender #sorrow #support #blood

Juhi Sep 2019

one night

half moon, melting smile
all serene and
screaming limerence;
at times I feel my body
responding in kind
at times, at night, in the darkest moments
car lights travelling up the wall
incense turns into hallucinogens
body composition changes
arm and leg being replaced
with the frame of my bed
skin nowhere to be seen
eyes craving to rip the seams
and my mind?
deep underneath
the throes of need.

#give #me #loving #tonight

Amena Sep 2019

unconditionally

I always believed that there is no such a thing as unconditional love, because to me there is no way someone can love you with no boundaries.
And even if there is a chance that this person exists I will take all the other chances that says otherwise.
It is a belief, and it takes more than one person to change someone’s belief, right?
Yet when you came I gave up on all the other chances to take only yours.
Because in the end it only takes one person to change all of your beliefs.

Love unconditionally for there’s no other day to do that, love your people, love your work, love your dog or cat or even your bird but make sure to love them
Unconditionally.

#love #unconditionally #live #give #poem #poetry #poet #you

Karisa Brown Sep 2019

Rise

Tragic downfall
Rise Again
Rise Again

#never #give #up

Mehek Sep 2019

LaY

Every time I cry
I lose some of me
but if that's what it takes to forget
then let me be.
I'd rather you have my tomorrow
than give away today,
for today I can lay
in the depths of your sorrow,
the sorrow that summons me gray.
.
.
.
mehek

Lemme go.

#lose #me #lay #give #empty #life

Ophelia Aug 2019

to the hate i get

i've been keeping low
been off the grid for awhile now
the kindest eyes i have ever seen inspired me
to be the next kind eyes someone sees
don't hurt me please
being kind leaves you vulnerable
to the hate i get
you can surely see how good i am
tears keep falling
why must you tell me you think i should be *****
killed
and dumped and left for no one to see
i deserve to be seen
please don't believe me when i say i'm okay
do not disturb is on i'm begging you
don't message me or i'm going to break
the ice is thin
i'm falling in

#depression #hate #failing #losing #help #fighting #dont #give #up

Clay Face Aug 2019

:(:

Happy Sad.

It’s not a great feat to conjure happy writing or happy experiences

Mostly everyone is completely able bodied to do so.

Writing dark just gathers attention and is so much easier to write due to relativity.

When something feels good. It blends in with mundanity. When something hurts. It stands out.

Attention seeking is ******. Vacuous is one who engages in such activities.

Therefore I will write a happy poem...

I’m about to eat a steak.
In a cabin that was built in the 20s.

It had the first flushing toilet in sublet county.

I climbed today, nothing difficult. But it was very enjoyable above Fremont lake.

Now, sitting here on this ancient deck. In utter silence besides the Birds. I don’t feel accomplished. I feel comfortable. I can’t and don’t have anything to prove.

It’s only been an adventure. Starting out with rolling my friends Jeep. And then not telling his father. But rolling it back over with a sketchy high lift jack setup as a winch.

I can’t really see any point in holding onto grudges. But honestly I know they’ll come back as soon as I get back to civilization. That disgusts me about myself. I enjoy the bliss of being without malice, however I do not avoid it beholding me again even after self reflection.

How pitiful.

#happy #sad #confused #mad #love #hate #want #need #give #take

Pyrrha Aug 2019

I am yours and you are theirs

No matter how many times you give your heart to someone or tell them that it's theirs, if they say their heart is someone else's you can never get your heart back quite the way it was.

#heart #love #someone #give #refuse