#it poems on Hello Poetry

letters to basil Mar 2020

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dear quinn,

you made it
to twenty
even though
you never thought
you would.

that's Something.

you're Something.

love,
quinn

#20 #i #made #it

Arthur Blank Mar 2020

Somewhere In Deep Space.

Alien lifeforms
Appear humanoid Captain.
Dare we make contact?

#haiku #make #it #wierd

GreenWitch Mar 2020

Empty words Full worries

your vague and generic words don't soothe my worry...
it seems like you immediately went to talking to someone as soon as I left the room...
and your only offer of reassurance was your generic, "you're the only woman in my life"...
but I know I don't just have to worry about women with you...
i have to worry about everything.
i feel like you don't care anymore, and I'm not sure where this feeling is coming from.
but it has been growing and there have been no reassurances from you that seem genuine anymore...

#write #it #out #uncertainty #insecurity #worry

Maja Mar 2020

just a joke

It was a joke
he didn’t mean to lift his hand
he didn’t mean to bring it down

he didn’t mean to raise it a second time
he didn’t mean to commit a second crime.

He didn’t mean it.

But if everyone got pardoned
for the things they said and did without meaning,
everyone would hit
and no one would mean it.

Again, actions speak louder than words, and ironically, that is because you can't say them.
Trust the first fist,
not the apology that comes after when the deed is already done.

#joke #hit #punch #crime #mean #it #pardoned #meaning

Sythin Voxe Mar 2020

It is what it Is.

It's like a landslide.

Forcing my rib cage open just to fit itself inside.

Seeping in through my open mouth and

piling,

rock after rock,

until I can't feel my body anymore.

Far too heavy to move.

It's an icy, rigid tide.

Casting all matter of facts aside.

Drowning in worries but somehow still

smiling,

and giving small talk,

until there's no more sand left on the shore.

Far too helpless to hide.

I give you everything I've got, and you just bury me alive anyways.

#me #sad #dark #heavy #deep #it #real

BRANDON-CHAMUNORWA Mar 2020

Relationships

I was glued
At pairs of immature sailors
Constructing titanics.
So huge So fast.
When they took
To sail
For permanence,they sunk.

Take it slow on these relationships.

#take #it #slow

Grace Mar 2020

Normal

What is this normal we’re all seeking?

Has anyone ever found it?

#normal #looking #for #cant #find #it #sorry

david jm Feb 2020

NO.FUN.GUS.

no wave, no fun, no plague, no one, no saves, no humdrum dumb-dumb luck.
no you, no them, no peace, no fuss, no just, just, just, just, just, just us.
no duh, no soul, no ghouls, no guts, no sun, know theres no waking up.
corona virus cant unite us.
me and you.
no peace, no fuss.

#sick #sickk #sickkk #sickkkk #sickkkkk #sickkkkkk #sickkkkkkkk #sickkkkkkkkk #milk #it

Ayn Feb 2020

Envelope

Thoughts
Written
From the heart
To another
Will create a route
From zip code to zip code,
And from address to address,

Until the destination
Receives the envelope,
Opens the packet,
Views the letter,
Reads thoughts, and
Translates
Love

Ok, so here is a lesson on IT. There’s a networking transmission model called the OSI model. It has seven layers on either side of a communication. Here they are:

1. Application (creates data to send)
2. Presentation (translates data into sendable data)
3. Session (establishes and terminates communication sessions)
4. Transport (identifies what is being transported (how to handle it))
5. Network (creates a path across networks)
6. Data link (creates a path across the local network)
7. Physical (cables and stuff)

That’s the sending end. The receiving end is the inverse. I formatted each line to each process in the layer, and used the layer number to define how many syllables in the corresponding line. I honestly find IT networking communications a really intriguing subject. The best way to explain the OSI model is by using the mail system and letters as an example.

#it #love #networking #letter