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Hg Jun 2018
there were 2 at 2:22
1 was me and 1 was you

we took the night to pick our brains
open our thoughts and share our pains

you said you'd wear 2 pairs of jeans
cause kids thought you were too skinny

i said i think that love's a trick
cause everybody falls for it

you said you don’t know til you try
i said that is exactly why
 
then you read words within a prose
to my surprise they’re ones you wrote
 
i said i write poetry too
when i don’t know what else to do
 
cause paper is weightless, judgeless, dead
and pain weighs less outside your head
 
there were 2 at 2:22
the exact time of when i knew
 
for 2 poets to be happy
nothing on earth’s more unlikely
 
1 and 1 could make us 2
but fall for love i cannot do

i’m sorry if i made more pain
when i left and said nothing
©Hg
Hg Jun 2018
i keep on seeing stars
as freckles
on people's faces

i ask them ain't it cool
that you were born
with constellations?

but spots of sun to them
represent
insecurities

they think they need makeup
to cover up
their galaxies

like one person I know
looks like ice cream
that's been peppered

the dots on her arm
come from her grandma
who's a leopard

but she says she hates them
she calls them
imperfections

cause back in school
kids mocked her for
her speckled complexion

a bully named georgina
used to call her
a giraffe

more girls joined in
and even then
her friends began to laugh

internalizing this
like a black hole
inside her mind

the dots of her
self confidence
had never been aligned

then a tear
streamed down her cheek
she sniffled and shivered

i'd never seen her sad
didn't know what to do
so I poked her

poked her face to show
my favorite star
below her eye

told her when we speak
it's like i'm talking
to the sky

and every time she blinks
that freckle vanishes
from sight

so every time she cries
a star goes missing
from the night

shame is taught
to many of us
at such an early age

comparing our looks
to everyone
as if we're made the same

girl you are spectacular
no matter of
heredity

your tears are shooting stars
made up of cosmic ice
and chemistry

then i saw
that freckle twinkle
right below her eye

skip ahead
to when i saw
that twinkle fade and die

she said
you’re taking off
into another world

that university’s
another universe
of girls

she said
experiment
i don’t want you to wait

I should have seen it coming
from a mile
milky way

you wish upon a star
To find someone
that’s wishing too

maybe one day
i’ll meet that one
but i wished it was you

i gotta say goodbye
i guess it ain't
the time or space

it just ain't right
that every night
i still will see your face
©Hg
Hg Jun 2018
you can’t want love
love’s not a want

you can’t write love
cause love’s not a font

you can’t say love
love’s not a word

you can’t hurt love
but man love can hurt
©Hg
Supercat917 Mar 2015
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where I place flowers by her grave
That I wish she could see

I remember her laugh
Her smile
And her scream
Have dreams of her death
That place the blame on me

Under the Willow now
Weeping with the tree
I'll stay here
By my sister's feet

The funeral is done
The rain is pouring down
Everyone is gone
No one remains but me

I read the inscription on her grave
The one chosen be me:
Your life is what you gave
To help set Panem free

I wish I was dead
It should have been me
He should have ran
She should have tried to flee

It cannot be changed
Not even by me
So I take a breath
And bury her ashes
Underneath the tree
LBG Jun 2014
Donde está el hombre que nunca fue niño, el que nació sin la ayuda de llantos, con la educación ya cosechada y con los pies que caminan hacia atrás de donde el vino la luz.

Los años me han cambian preciosos fragmentos de la cara, con la suavidez y delicadez de un hoja en el agua.

Mano que toca la blancura de camas.

Ojos echos de lluvias de luz, un sol que me llama, mas cerca, yo siempre con el pero lejos, parado en mi tierra con brazos estrechos un arbol de ayer.
Niñez

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