#human poems on Hello Poetry

Solange Loe-Sack-Sioe Feb 2021

Core

Don’t wander too far
Everything you’re searching for
Is inside you.

Shell ✨🐚

We make the world not the other way around.

#searching #world #human #everything

Its-me-your-broken-demons92 Jan 2021

Do you ever sit there?
Basking in the feeling of emptiness, unfeeling like nothing is wrong.

You're over it, over the person that gave you so much heartbreak and made you feel alone in their presence.

Then it hits you all over again...
You lose yourself once more in the heartbreaks and loneliness that was them, it's like you're stuck in a void of constant despair and darkness.

You think about them, like a broken record playing in your mind. The words and promises exchanged and spoken but never came to fruition.

You question yourself and everything...
Was I right or wrong?
Were they right or wrong?
Perhaps we were both right and wrong?
But you can never seem to find the answers you seek.

Heartbreaks and loneliness are part of human nature.
They help you learn and grow to be your true self.
But heartbreaks and loneliness aside, they must not be used to completely define who you believe you are.

#heartbreaks #loneliness #thoughts #human #nature

Him Jan 2021

Our World; The One Unheard.

The world is not perfect, nor is it kind; with each progressive step forward, we leave more behind.

The rich give a copper piece, while they take ten gold. Has your charity forgotten the old man and boy, who harvest your coal? What merit is there in giving, if one takes more?

It's interesting, that humans have made "humanity" a show; kindness, compassion, fun, how many do you know?

For a world that's global warming, the hottest summer days feel so... cold.

Perhaps it is a global warning, to let the others knows, that most of us have a house... but too few, a home.

This house is a prison, its cells are polished purple heart, behind which I am truly alone; I am the person who admires this "purple" heart, though I loathe my own.

I am a whisper, reaching far and wide, through this phone. To most my words are beautiful poems; to few they are more; something that their hearts can hold, and have some warmth amidst the cold.

What need be there for notes, when all the words that I sought to speak, I have spoke? Some of you might experience contemplation and inspiration, and those hurting, some hope.

#hope #world #human #poem #warmth #depression #i #heart #globalwarming

Cloud tendrils Jan 2021

Psithurism Sapiens

Selfish said all,
Consumption is all they are.
Focussed on money,
Growth will conquer all.

Challenge their being,
And all will fall apart.
Fight amongst themselves,
Whilst devouring the weakest.

Well 2020 came,
As a wind through us.
Taking no prisoners,
Except the loved ones left behind.

The history is still fluid,
But we should already marvel.
A collective effort on par,
With a moonshot or armistice.

Remember that health worker,
Scientist with delivery driver.
And those who supported
Came together.

Science flexed it’s muscles
And shrugged off the naysayers.
Society held closer
Those it already did.

Smile and look upon,
The society we are within.
That came together today,
To deliver a hopeful tomorrow.

Trying to feel positive and pouring out words helps me.

#2020 #hope #human

Dinara Tengri Jan 2021

Humane (Belarus 2020)

You say it is humane to make a person stand
with their hands up against a concrete wall
for nine hours in November cold

You say it is humane to put thirty people
in a cell built for four and make them share
one loaf of bread on the third day of their arrest

You say it is humane to make a person sing
the national anthem, and beat them with
batons if they don't know the second verse

You say it is humane to build
concentration camps for political prisoners
Because you’re only protecting your country.

Since August 2020, the regime in Belarus has committed thousands of crimes against peaceful protesters. Unlawful arrests, torture, and ****** are a daily occurence in Belarus today. All the things listed in the poem are based on documented cases of abuse and human rights violations.

#human #rights #politics #belarus #2020

Ming Jan 2021

You are right for me

The things I used to say
About Time
All my preconceived notions
Like salt in water
They dematerialise

You are right for me

Like ripples forming in stale water
In perfect rhythm
Not because they have to
But because it just is

You are right for me

#love #relationship #gut #connection #human #emotions #us

Orakhal Jan 2021

Dear human

are you really

or is it that your imagination
has taken the place of your true substance

to find you out

#human

Its-me-your-broken-demons92 Jan 2021

Changes

I guess that we don't see... the real reality, of who we are deep down inside... until we open up the Pandoras box in our hearts and in our minds.

We had no choice... when we came into this world, we were the chosen ones... bound to a life of suffering and joy.

But you see... until we look deep inside ourselves. We don't realise the changes that takes place each night and each day within our souls.

Unless you reflect on your past, you won't realise your present and your future. The changes that we go through, as each day and night passes makes us all the unique individuals that we present to the world.

Some are born great... Others rise up to be great. But if we all looked inside ourselves once in a while, we'll realise that we're also the same. The same hearts beat in the same chest... The same organs reside in the same bodies.

We're nothing more than a speck of dust in a universe filled with the unknown. What are we? you may ask.

The answer is we're all just human.
We're born...
We live...
We feel each emotion...
And then we all die...

We return to the motherland, to nature as nothing more than a pile of ash.

#reflections #deep #thoughts #human

Him Jan 2021

Human.

I am tired... so very exhausted of it all; inside of this frail body, heart and mind wage a war. I am human, and only human after all.

I am human; awake wishing to sleep... yet I will offer the forces of life no surrender nor retreat.

#human #tired #heart #mind #all

Him Jan 2021

I Am.

I am the boy who sits at the back of the class; I am the myth and legend, that you have never heard laugh.

I am the eloquent, who so seldom speaks "Good day." and "Goodbye."
I am the b r o k e n, though you will never see me; p a r t i a l or cry.

I am the Lie.

I am the Lie, well housed in the illusion of an ever-present smile.

I am the wary traveller, exhausted yet still encouraging others to walk the extra mile.

I am the dying and ill, who screams to others. "Keep surviving and living, hold fast to your will; life once truly lived, has both bad and good."

I am a human... for better or worse. I am a duality to all others; either a blessing or a curse.

I am a song sang, though others remember only a verse... I am a play, that has been exhaustively rehearsed.

I am tired... so very exhausted of it all; inside of this frail body, heart and mind wage a war. I am human, and only human after all.

#human #surviving #living #mile #lie #boy #broken #iam