#last poems on Hello Poetry

That Girl Jul 2020

Ever since the 5th grade I was “that girl.”
“That girl” that was always picked last for the team.
“That girl” who eats lunch alone in the hallway.
“That girl” who listens to her music on full blast.
Block out the thoughts that remind me of who I am.
“That girl.”
Nameless.
Easily forgotten.
What’s “that girl’s” name again?
Overshadowed.
Cropped out of photos.
Cut out of memories.
It won’t be long until I’m no longer “that girl.”
I’ll just be “that girl” everyone has forgotten about.
I’ll be nothing.

#girl #alone #music #nameless #overshadowed #memories #nothing #forgotten #last #school

TG Jul 2020

Empty heart

I´ll get so hurt inside,
When I don´t know what I´m doing,
I´ll be so focussed on one person,
One person I want to love.

When I meet the person,
He shows me love,
But when we don´t see eachother,
The fire reaches to my soul.

Why isn´t the love as pure as it is in reality,
Why can´t u show me the same love,
Our love is being questionned,
Because you don´t know how to stay.

You love the moment,
But you love to live your life too,
You love the taste of every bit of life,
You´ll grab it and throw it easily away.

I´m holding my heart,
After 1 million attemps for love
I´m trying to survive the pain again,
Trying to live again,
This shouldn´t have happenned if it would not last,
I´m in a black hole,
And do not want to get out of it.

I think there are many people out there who can relate. Especially the sensitive ones with a big heart. Your heart wants to love so badly, but you´ll end up not getting enough. Not receiving what your heart is craving. After that the cravings turn into pain, being empy, unwanted, not receiving what the heart wanted. You try and try every time, but nobody is willing to stay. From there it goes downhill..

#sadness #love #last #sadpoem

Nylee Jul 2020

Birth Day

A new year
Adding a number to the age
One year less to go
The life is so unpredictable
Mortality is real.

This could be my last
Isn't it a thought
The end will be my new beginning
Won't it be beautiful
A start with a finish.

It has been a year
And the day is back
A constant reminder
Of a time before when I didn't exist
But then I appeared
To be a speck of universe
So very tiny part.

The day after the day
Is a withdrawal,
No greetings, no messages,
Just left over piece of cake,
But here is the reminder
Call this friend,
It is his birthday now.

#birthday #mortality #nyee #reminder #speck #universe #unpredictable #age #last #beginning

Savio Fonseca Jul 2020

Once more, Again

Last Night We Escaped,
to a far away Place.
To be on Our Own
and have our Own Space.
As I played My Tongue,
inside Her Mouth.
I Rolled in a few Kisses,
from Her North to Her South.
I stroked Her Silky Body
and relieved all Her Pain.
She Moaned and Whispered,
"Once more, Again."
I kept feeding Her Passion
and all that She Desired.
Kissing Her every Piece,
from the Talent I had Acquired.

#last #night #escape #kissing #she #desire #talent #moan #whispers #mouth

Amanda Kay Burke Jun 2020

Nighttime Nostalgia

Last night my eyes were opened
Now I see where we truly are
I knew we weren't close to the finish line
But had no clue exactly how far

Gazing up at the heavens
At the stars and the moon in the sky
They felt more reachable than you
I have to wonder why

I whispered goodnight in a voice soft as mud
As the sun's rays began to peek
Over the horizon like the pink of a blush
Warming a rose-tinted cheek

I recalled a time of simple pleasures
The days when your body was new
Love was a strange grand adventure
And smiles were all our mouths knew

You called me beautiful every day
The words escaped like you had no choice
And although you still say it often
Sincerity is stripped from your voice

We have managed to hold on tight enough
To each others hands through the years
Despite time changing us around
To stand side by side today here

I wish we could travel back to the start
So many mistakes I'd undo
But the one thing I could never alter
Is the fact that I met you

Just reflecting on the differences in our relationship then and now

#life #love #relationship #night #time #nostalgia #last #eyes #opened

arthur samuel papa Jun 2020

Prescription

Im dying....
And
So Is my poetry

Depression is slowly killing my art.....perhaps my last words.

#depression #self #hurt #broken #last #words

E Jun 2020

Wonder

Wonder
I wonder
If I have
Much time left
Wonder
I wonder
What happens
When you die
Wonder
I wonder
If this is
My last reprise
Wonder