I confess that I fear everything,
& coming out of my shell is yet to find!
Dear fears, I wish you could go for a vacation away from me!
with you I am hesitant as well as resistant all the time.
I don't know how to explain.
I wish I could let go of all of them
And do everything I ever wanted to do.
Thoughts keeps running across my mind
figuring no way out except thinking.
And my time is flowing fast enough...
I wish there was somebody to push me from the cliff
so that I could actually start living..
But, I get it, there is nobody except me
I have to push myself
Not for others but for myself.
I don't want to change for other but for myself..

I blame my fears but fear is a part of me whom I have to cut it out!
Shalyn Jun 2016

Forgive me,
for all the poems
that I had not finish.

For those poems
you insisted to see,
were still fresh
and could not wait to be delivered
to you.

JR Rhine Feb 2016

Your love rains down
                                       from the shower head.

Sharp needles of fire
                                                                ­                  dousing cold feet.

                                   It feels like daggers,

                                               and wouldn't be so,

if I hadn't lingered for so long,
                                                                           in my frigid hesitancy.

I've been reading "Coney Island of the Mind" by Lawrence Ferlinghetti. Part of the jazz-inspired Beat generation, his writings are incredibly experimental and diverse. Definitely check him out if you haven't.
Seth Milliman Jan 2016

I don't think I need to remind you,
Of the thin ice you're on.
Make yourself a disappearing act,
There will be more than words you'll be missing on.
I don't care to be made a fool again,
Breaking me down as you did before.
This my only warning,
Or any open road will be no more.

Clockwork Jun 2015

How high had he held her?
How hard has her heart hit home?
How, having had his happiness,
Having hurt her, has he harnessed
Her hatred?
How had he handed her hope?

Happenstances had held her hopeless
He harboured happiness, he helped her.

However, his help had hesitations...

I thought a poem which is entirely alliteration would be an interesting format and a good challenge for myself to make something meaningful from it.
Ivy Swolf Feb 2015

I will base our relationship
on what the stars say
because I have nothing else to go on.
It's all eggshells dipped in lighter fluid
with us, hot blood, ping pong pupils
that never know when to rest. When
we enter the same room I swear
I see sparks ignight in the static air.
There's blood behind our words
but I don't know if it was spilt in vain
or if this is all part of our story to the road
of forgiveness. Maybe I'm crazy
but I just want to take your hand
and make you agree that we are
both unwarranted.

Sometimes people give me headaches. But if they're good people at least it's good headaches.
Amber Bowen Jan 2015

Darling, my dear
Dancing just out of reach
I can feel you near

I wish you'd stop being so hesitant.

I wonder if she thinks about me at all
I wonder if me being hesitant messed up my chances
Maybe she still wants me to make a move
I'll never know
Each day my heart grows
Despite a relationship being present with her
I wonder if she still thinks about me
I may have came out too strong
With a decorated note two years ago
But I don't feel wrong
Just regretful
That I haven't made a move before you did with somebody else.

Real life story for me.
Jay Nov 2014

She is trying to make a philanderer out of me

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