#im poems on Hello Poetry

My eyes burn Jun 2015

Coffee

Seventy-four fast flights through sleek, black, breathtaking blocks cascading over the world
And the most beautiful sight I saw that day
Was you

This is old but that's ok

#love #ex #im #tired #so #ha

My eyes burn Jun 2015

Untitled

Marmalade-
Your name,
Slips from sweat-soaked teeth
And plops onto my lap
You told me you hate your curls,
But I could wrap myself in them completely,
comfortable I can
Dance around on crumbs with a cigarette dangling from my lips where that bench used to be
And I dont sleep as well as I did with Him but
I could be more Me in one night than I ever would be with You
I can be me with you
I made bets on how long you would last and I'm still waiting to see if I'll win
But my stomach hurts from laughter and I forgot how this felt
Your stomach is covered with ink and I remind you of it with my nails
We have yet to sleep before 4am and I have yet to want to sleep before 3
I want to talk to you until I run out of breath
I want to listen to you until I no longer hear
Not a day after
And no sooner too
Company.
We both needed company,
and we have found each other
instead

#im #tired #n

kneedleknees Jun 2015

Untitled

it hurts me to know that there are people who just seem to refuse beauty. to chase it. to stir passion, create something of value. to chip away stones into sand if only to prove it can be done. to be breaking waves.

#im #i #this #**** #to #high #reading #apologize #everyone

sunxset Jun 2015

i came back.

*******
i shouldn’t care
but i do
and as tears run down my cheek
as my fingers shake when i’m about to call you,
the sound of my heart shattering echoes throughout my body

it’s as if the world is falling apart
maybe an earthquake
or a tornado
or a hurricane
or a tsunami
but i see nothing
i hear nothing
i feel nothing

maybe if it was different
if that morning i’d wake up a little later
or spent my day a little wiser
maybe i wouldn’t be draining my tears onto my pillowcase

so tell me you love me
deep deep inside
because i think i do, too
i think i ******* love you

******* for every good memory you've given me
******* for every bad memory you've given me

#love #im #this #**** #you #out

Ivy Smith Jun 2015

I'm Fine

"I'm fine," she says with a halfhearted grin.
"I'm fine," she says again, waving away a helpful hand.
"I'm fine," she says to herself, several minutes later.
"I'm fine," she whispers, wiping her face.
She's not fine.

"I'm fine," she says moments after the cry leaves her lips.
"I'm fine," she says to herself, sinking to the floor.
"I'm fine," she tells herself, shaking in a ball.
"I'm fine," she repeats, picking up the razorblade.
She's not fine.

"I'm fine," she says to her concerned family.
"I'm fine," she insists as those who love her worry.
"I'm fine," she says to anyone who listens.
"I'm fine," she lies as she slices her wrists.
She's not fine.

"I'm fine," she cries, sobbing on the bathroom floor.
"I'm fine," she wails, but only in a whisper.
"I'm fine," she mutters, watching the blood leave her wrist.
"I'm fine," she practices, stepping from the room.
She's not fine.

"I'm fine," she assures the world outside.

#im #fine

Virianna Gallardo Jun 2015

pH scale

You're so basic, you scored a 14 on the pH scale.

Chemistry joke I thought of just now

#im #so #lame #joke #chemistry

Victoria Jun 2015

Grey Relationship

Intuition deciphers the kiss,
And a misplaced hand on my thigh
Conjures the nights I missed,
It's been two-hundred centuries,
And still, intuition deciphers the kiss

I know his kind,
He's the sort of boy
Who reddens white roses,
All the while, fifty-miles away (by train)
His "true love" supposes,

I recall the taste of summer,
And he tells me it's winter,
Through Pachelbel's Canon, I am ******-eyed
And he tells me I haven't realised
'Cos I have not been Spiritualized,

I know his kind,
He's the sort of boy
Who bores with unfathomable proses,
All the while, with him I stay,
As my "true love" supposes

The space between him and I,
Dwarfs the Grand Canyon,
It warps and shrinks then unfolds
Wider than ever before,
For every three steps I take,
It becomes apparent
That nothing has changed

#love #not #im #in

Christopher F Brown May 2015

I'm not trying to **** I'm trying to see you in 3D

Is it really this hard
to find people I can go back and forth in discussion with
about Buddhist and Hindu theology compared and contrasted against Christian and Yoruba

I want to scream and shout and dance with somebody over Janet Jackson's new album
and at the same time
feel the heat and talk with somebody about how extremely sad and depressing
but oh so good Giovanni's Room was

I want to be able to speak with somebody whom can quote Malcolm X and Kafka in the same breath

Somebody who could see the logic of Pac and Immortal Technique on the same piece
with the Budos Band or Mulatu on the back track

I want to know people whom know
just exactly who
Suki Lee and Bayard Rustin are

can we talk about Jacob Kinohoor's ***
at least for a moment
then get into some B.B. King or Johnny Cash

have you seen Dune
the one from the eighties
James McAvoy shirtless
as well as John Goodman’s acting
were only good things about the other
if you read it
even better

what about the ***** that sat by the door
Or
killer clowns from outer space

let's be shady and point out all the inaccuracies on the history and discovery and channels
praying for that day
that's not in February
They show Shaka Zulu in full
without commercial interruption

Or maybe a documentary about native American people
with actual native actors
that do not depict them all as either
plains people
Or Inuit
Cause you already know
not everybody is Eskimo

then let's put on our own private production of legally blonde
followed by encore presentations of the classic scene
Of Miss Celie and miss Ofelia going in over Harpo

can I discuss with you
how the Patriot act nullifies everything in constitution
And the bill of rights
even though they never were intended to be permanent any way

It would be nice to not have to explain a Corporatocracy

all my life Ive been into Egyptology
You do know that Imhotep was the actual founder of medicine
by a good 2000 years
not that Hippocrat

the thing is
I'm still learning

when attempt to delve that deeply into people
which I don't even consider that deep
They often misunderstand
They often concluded without thinking

maybe
just maybe

©Christopher F. Brown 2015

#not #im #**** #you #trying #to #see

Isabella May 2015

Last Sunday

Of course I survived that Sunday afternoon.
Of course I made it to that dreaded Monday-morning.
An overcast afternoon as I set off, four-seventeen,
rain droplets thumping against my umbrella which shrieked with terror.
Pathetic fallacy, the foreshadowing of what was to come.
Your house, on the top of that hill, an uphill climb
with an even worse descent back home.
Crawling under your duvets, suffocated in love more than you can imagine yet an hour later, and the comfort of warmth and shelter is stripped away from me, like one would strip a bed of it's duvet-cover.
Five-forty-five, as the clouds thicken and rumble with excitement, shuffling sheepishly down the stairs,
I pick up my coat and various belongings.
Your dog whimpers, but he's not as sad as I am.
Maybe this time I'll leave, and won't come back.

#love #broken #relationships #not #im #sure #confusion