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aquis 6h
god has endless ways
of speaking to you, your soul
if you are ready
A very eye opening experience I had today inspired me to write this.. it ended up being my first haiku, that I really wanted to try writing, since starting to read Donna’s and Jules’ beautiful haikus:)

I hope you enjoy..
You have a lot on your mind to share
I said I was willing to hear
9 pm that night, we agreed to meet
You said things were too hard to bear
That was the last thing I heard
You talked for 30mins, I was knodding my head
My mind was too far from near

I was busy thinking of what to say to you
I didn't know I wasn't listening
Until you were through
My first sentence, your response was, what's wrong with you?
You left angrily and it hit me that I was such a..........
If we could only listen without thinking of what to say. Some people just need someone to pour their heart to.
_

eccentric in their special ways
they prefer the path unclear
the trail unmarked

fond of stumbling in
fumbling through
finding the way that's theirs

engaged by the obtuse
the uneven
the asymmetric
they see grace and form
in brilliant imbalance

seduced by the clue
drawn to the fog
they seek the wonder
it withholds

where they long to go
is always 'round the bend
over the hill
behind the closed door

their ears prick
to the distant sound
that arises
just beyond clarity

to all these things
their souls are pulled

because

down the trail
in the mist
around the curve
over the crest
shut away
.
comes the clarion call

_


rob kistner © 2018
Contemplation on the poet's wonderfully special traits.
Lyn-Purcell Sep 12


I truly wish I could have a caged
heart at times
I've gone through so many years, listening...
To it yelling
To it screaming
To it shrieking
To it roaring
To it cursing
To it crying
To it dying
But most of all, to it lying.
All so I don't suffer the bitter
and harsh truth

And what better way to cope
than with a heart that whispers
and weaves a grand tapestry of lies

But those threads spun are, in
fact, gossamer

There's always a heaviness with
lovely lies, lies that I have trained
my mind to believe
my nails dug deep out of nothing
but desperation

Hearts are wild by nature, by design
How that's just a mere understatement

There is nor will there ever be
a tame heart
As cliche as it sounds, it wants what it wants,
and would do all it can to get it
It will slip through the ribs,
be out of its cage only to come
back with a twisted knife sheathed into it

and I
I
must bear the pain
There's only so much I can listen to...
To put a end to the poisonous whispers
that were so seductive, that made me feel secure...

And now I struck a deal
Shaking hands with the power of my mind
and prick my heart with the Sleeping
needle

So I can work for my own happiness,
for my dream of stability

When I have that in hand,
with the help of the mind,
I will wake up my heart

and truly set it free...


Listening to your heart is hard at times.
Your mind tells you one thing, the heart says another
and ends up doing something so damn impulsive.
Ugh..

Anyway, thank you so so much for 223 followers!
I'm truly grateful! ^^
Lyn xxx
Pyrhos Sep 4
Hear me shriek and hear me scream
All you listen to my dream
Let me tell you what is right
Who to praise and who to fight

None that stray should stay alive
On your vindictiveness I thrive
Goddess of virtue for mercy pleads
Then with cruelty strikes her enemies

I am justice, you're depraved
Challenge me to dig your grave
Listen closely, believe my eyes
Not your own, they're telling lies

Up is evil, down is good
Strike them for me as you should
Hell laughs every time I cry
Those who disagree should die!
Self-appointed arbiters of absolute justice only ever bring misery.
I love listening to you.
In any way possible.
Whether it's big or small.
Sometimes I get lost in not just the words you speak.
But the actions that follow.
I hate interrupting.
Adding on to previous statements.
Until I know that your completely done.
Not wanting to make you feel unappreciated.

My hands following yours in the deepest form of flattery.

Open ended questions that lead to hour after hour of communication.
My fondness for you growing deeper and deeper.
At times I can't help but interrupt.

Our pauses taking a bit longer after each statement.
It's the anticipation that I want you to know.
That I am listening and take to heart what you are saying.
Stretching myself to cover every part of you.

Completely attentive excited that you'd consider my opinion.
To sit back and reflect without jumping to conclusion.
The one thing that I can do to improve myself.
To love you better.
To accept any and every change that may occur.

A safe place where we can do and say anything without being judged.
I love listening to you.
Specifically without interrupting.
Noticing how happy you are being heard.
With the intent of hearing what you are truly saying.
I appreciate you for truly understanding that if I do interrupt
It's truly the sole purpose of how much I care
bakunawa Aug 28
the more i long
to draw closer          
to you—        
the more i
have to                  
keep my distance
distance by christina perri pls :>HI!!
Rose Aug 28
There is something about how the moon meets the sun
How night can turn our words into deep flowing rivers
Our biggest worries are suddenly little stones

The wind no longer chills our skins into regret
as light reflects between us creating warmth
where shadows used to lie
I’m no longer a stranger to your chasm but
Someone reaching out through seeping waters
those nights when everything seems possible and every problem is suddenly within reach, that is how i feel with you
A M Ryder Aug 21
My fondest memories are those of you
And listening to you sing
For moments could go unnoticed
While time drifted from the mind
You are nothing to regret
You are not a bad person
You are but only, a miracle in the making.
And soon you shall be a savior to those
Whom you used to be. They need you.
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