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Ignatius Hosiana Jul 2015
I know I've missed much
But what matters is I'm back
Been away sorting out issues
And aching for each one of you
For those who cared enough to ask
I'm sorry for not accounting for it
I didn't know my silence
Would be too loud,thanks for caring
Otherwise, I missed the sharing
And always craved my return
Poetry is my home,you guys are family
For in life friends are the most special family
One we choose for ourselves
If I ever leave, I will always find my way back
HP
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PoETE Poet-Pete Jun 2015
Thank you, H/P,
for all, that you do for me.
No notes required, except Thanks, Thanks so much for allowing my everyday to continue to see the light.


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{2000 ~~ 2015}
~©~ Protected & never neglected.
Lone wolf Jun 2015
HP
Spent in the time of loneliness.
Words of kindred souls
Flesh blood and beating hearts.
Splattered on the world's table.
Steak knives ready
The cannibal haters dining with us tonight.
Good night ! I can't take anymore
Poem after poem has blessed my core

I found memories numbering by the scores
Awesome words I soaked up until I can take no more

Now it's time to let the day end
So I can come back and do it again

So good night HP to all of your words
Some of the best that I've ever heard
Arcassin B Apr 2015
by Arcassin Burnham


"Indeed"

Hide n Seek,
Hiding feelings for me so effortless,
I'm engaging on asking to one day get engaged,
if that makes any bit of sense,
I wanna stay inside you heart,
because I'm looking for a place like you,
43rd on elm,
In need to cure my weakness,
although its her,
She can't be tamed,
It needs no name,
peaches reside from the nearest orchid,
Don't know if the large amount of people can be fed the same,
cause I'm looking for a place like you,
yes indeed,
The closer the virtue , the easier the happiness,
here comes the sun,
lay it out on the decks and have some fun,
Fall for the love of the bee and stung,
I'm Seeing stars cause I'm hitting the ****,
I think i found a place like you.

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"Joyful Noise"


Rubber Bands i picked out of my hair after knowing it grew a little longer and decide to pull the curtains from the windows,
I'm certain I'll feel a breeze when I Start stepping outside this door but I'll never know which direction the wind blows,
Can You show me?
It must be that time of the month because my sister asked me did i see any of her pads and i just didn't give a reply,
Those are girly things and i distance myself from them , instead of trying to find pads I'd rather die,
Now i mean , its clearly a sunday and church is starting early , if we wanted to go or not then thats our choice,
But i won't sit in there for hours listening to the holy scriptures and watching people chanting their joyful noise.
word!


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"Rob­otic Frequencies (Emotion)"


TO SIMULATE WHAT IS CALLED DEATH,
SUCH SIMPLE CREMATION,
DEATH RESERVED WHEN YOU ARE BORN,
NOT MAny kids have their fathers around,
I'm more human enough to have a heart,
When someone else is down,
And any reason they might say the world will end,
But a hoax will be a hoax if you don't give 100 percent,

So if you ever need something,
I got so much sympathy,
I was always the one to show emotion,
BUT TO NEVER LET IT TURN ME WEAK.




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"Most­ Of Em"


Suffocate,
Please don't come this way,
I'm wrapped up in embrace,
From distance leaves,
Guess its the fall,
I watched them as they fall,
And also took retreat,
Or maybe I'll just treat....
Myself to a box of decorative cookies,
My mom brought over,
To show her thanks,
And show love when I wasn't looking,
The sign says stop,
But I keep on,
There's no room for people like you,
Rather than to be eradicated,
Lies in my soul,
I'll take it,
Most of em wouldn't but,
Don't  know how the world turns,
Each day.


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Tell Me What Was Your Favorite ???? Comment if you want :)
Arcassin B Apr 2015
by Arcassin Burnham

Society wants to keep bending us over and have their way,
Like cracks in the living room,
throwing Molotov's at the windows,
let it burn,
we must not only take back our america,
But we must stab the man where it really hurts,
Aiming Mack 11's At park benches,
the news feeding us consumerist garbage and false Submissions,
tumbling Over cars just for fun of independence,
We Must Fight
Random Acts of getting the messege out,
too much desperation will bring too much doubt,
No brotherhood,
Just the enlightenment Of seeing them Fall is all,
so **** your arrangement,
**** your penny pitching,
And **** your cold world,
We Gotta do whats right for our world,
Do whats right for our people,
Do what the great people that made america what it is today Would have wanted us to do.
Challenge Accepted.
i don't have a way with words
less poet
more the howling fool that chases them apart
my sweaty struggles always leave me blinded and alone
owed nothing
clinging to
empty

empty
spaces
i call these spaces stories
and like the siren that grants
a shipwreck and death against razor sharp rocks
i lure them in
found their deepest darkest secret

every word wants nothing more
than to die like a story
see,
i have a way with stories
and i'd like to imagine
that stories take up a place as the echo
of love when it grows from that first enticing smile
or the infant cry when it purges childhood pain
deep down in the hidden treasuries of
your most heartfelt of hearts
me tracing this with pitch black ink on paper
you committing this to your beating crimson heart
we're connected with an ancient thread that
even the gods dare not tear apart

see they too
in all their might and glory
want nothing more
than the epic bliss
of a truly good
and heartfelt
story.
A story dedicated to the struggles of poets.
For my fellow HP poets especially :)
I feel suffocated talking to lots of people,

I feel so lonely in every parties I attended,

I can not stand the crowds all time,

I feel scared about their thoughts on me,

yet,

why,

Do I feel so secure expressing myself in verses and lines,

Voicing every pieces of my thoughts and story,

To the people I never met face-to-face,

And gladly accept any critiques to my words...
I don't really enjoy being the center of attention, and if I can, I choose chat over phone, but somehow, I enjoy doing all things in HP :) I openly express everything in black and white!
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