#lullaby poems on Hello Poetry

mademoiselle Mar 2015

The lullaby you sung felt like something more than home. It felt like I was a part of that lullaby; like I was that lullaby you sung because flowers started blooming when I walked while you were singing and I was humming.

#song #lullaby

WickedHope Mar 2015

"Hush thee my baby, the night..."

I miss you
But I can't miss you
If I miss you
You win
Or I lose
Or something
And I keep losing
I keep breaking
I'm tired
So very tired
I wish I could sleep
But insomniacs don't sleep
When they throw away their
Lullabies

Seals have it easy.

You were my lullaby.
- - -

#love #break #insomnia #lullaby #thingsiwriteonmyarms

Sarah Michelle Mar 2015

A Goodnight Note

Don't leave me loving you
Here alone
***** my finger, at least,
and lull me to sleep
before you go.

Imagining what it'd be like to arrive home after a date.

#love #first #sleep #goodnight #lullaby #note #date

Lux Capacitor Mar 2015

Rule of Rows: "Metronome"

You wanna know what it's like
to be a rebel?
You wanna know what it's like
outside the salt circle
looking in?
I tell you what, I'm not dancing
as much as flailing.
Fitting enough, I am crashing
again the closer
that I get.
You wanna know what it's like
to be the other?
You wanna know what it's like
to live as if you were
not dead but
wholly aware
in stasis?
Holy stasis,
what is it like
to be alive
unmoving
and empty,
dry of passion?
I better tell
this bitter truth,
that being you
isn't worth
half the strength
you generate.

I tell you what, I'm not dancing
as much as flailing.
Fitting enough, I am crashing
again the closer
that I get.
You wanna know what it's like
to be the other?
You wanna know what it's like
to live as if you were
not dead but
wholly aware?
I would trade wealth
and mental health
for just a touch
of the sand
containing
what has gone lost.

Just a touch,
I want your hand.

What's it like to be the metronome?
I tell you what,
I dance a lot.

#grunge #rose #slow #lullaby #rebel #outcast #other #metronome #rows

ARI Mar 2015

Whiskey;

My perfect lullaby
in liquid form.

-ARI

#sad #depression #life #help #me #whiskey #calm #lullaby

Noor Mar 2015

Lullaby

Hush little baby, not a smile is shown
A poet is going to write you your own favorite poem

If that poem won’t rhyme
Don’t you cry, it’s not a crime

Why would a baby want a diamond ring?
They would be happy if you just dance and sing

What’s there to see with a looking glass?
Everything you’ve ever loved will never last

The only thing that will break is your heart
Might as well give up now and fall apart

Baby, do you want a cart and bull?
Nothing will make that emptiness full

Rover will die, and then you’ll cry
Everyone eventually will, including you and I

Your horse and cart will fall down
As well as your dreams, shattering all over town.

#child #lullaby

SelfOfTheDivine Apr 2014

THE ONLY ACT OF FREEDOM

They've put your body on a wall,
Left it hanging, ***** your soul.
Put your tongue betwixt your teeth,
Take a breath and bite it deep.

Brave it out, don't even moan.
Whisper not a single tone,
Lest your jailers you should wake,
Lest this freedom they should take.

Defiantly lay your head low,
Just spit the flesh and let blood flow,
For you're released from the throes.

And as you're bleeding, hung and dry,
Sing to yourself this lullaby:
"I am free and as such I die."

Originally written on 4th of March, 1E 2014.

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#suicide #sonnet #lullaby

Derekis Mar 2015

Void Lullaby

You leave..

You never even got to know me.

Outside, through my lonely window.
Reflection, of what you put me through.
Inside, my love in crescendo,
a pain, I didn't even knew.

This is a lullaby to close my eyes,
to recall the beauty of our shared skies.
This is a song to help me realize,
the torture of hope and self-written lies.

The wind, howls through the empty room.
A room where both our hearts once stood.
A final light coming from a lone star,
a star which I know it's just too far...

This is the chorus sung by my heart,
to remember the beauty of a shared spark.
This is the music of memory's past,
a nostalgic beat that forever will last.

My flame, lying silent before me,
forgotten, hungry and abandoned.
Your warmth, it was poorly handled,
I'm here, yearning for your smile.

This is a lullaby to drown my cries,
a song meant for my sorrows to die.
This is a chorus to what I despise,
the music my demons use to lie.

Goodbye..
Goodbye..

My own feelings of insecurity bring these strong abandonment feelings forth every time she hangs up the phone. She swears she will forever be mine, but my past scars just don't let me believe...these demons, I cannot vanquish.

#sad #abandonment #dark #insecurities #song #lullaby #self-worth

Àŧùl Mar 2015

Listen To Me Now, Oh My Cupbearer

Listen to me now, oh my cup-bearer,
Help me with the wine tonight please.

Pour some wine in my empty flask,
Be that bit lavish and not stringent.

The flask gets emptied again & again,
But it is helping me forget all the pain.

Don't ask if enough and keep pouring,
Wine or whiskey it won't be mattering.

It's your face that I am taken to darling,
I remember you are the very same angel.

Hic-hic

You're my very own life, oh cup-bearer,
I now recall that this is our own house.

I trace my trembling fingers on your face,
It's blurry I feel but still I can see your eyes.

Now I am finished with binge drinking,
Would you not help me to the bathroom?

Here you help me take a luxurious bath,
You help me bathe and I love your touch.

Soft & kind you are just like your name,
Zealous management of my shaky body.

You say, "Again I won't help you with it,"
I reply, "I will drink -hic- from your eyes."

You are blushing to a brilliant purple red,
And it is all signs that you like my words.

After splashing my face with cool water,
To our bedroom you support me lovingly.

Here it is that you help me into the pillow,
Now even you come lie down beside me.

And you sing me the 'Whiskey Lullaby',
Lightly you brush soft hands on my eyes.

#love #wine #sober #whiskey #lullaby #nasha #cupbearer

SøułSurvivør Feb 2015

lullaby

~~♡~~♥~~♡~~

"Hush little baby, don't you cry,
mama's here for you only
and tomorrow she will buy
all the pretty little ponies

black and brown
tan and roan
all the pretty little ponies"

lullaby sung by my mother
when I was a child

there I lay
at end of the day
safe in my mother's arms
she had a voice
so soft and low
I succumbed to its charms

I don't remember
her grey eyes
so full of care and pain
I recall her dear soft breast
and those sweet refrains

later on in life I found
she was very ill
mood swings plagued her
all her days
and then they had no pill.

she was not a
stable mom
she was always up or down
but she tried the best she could
when she was around

I won't forget her lilting voice
though she was in despair
she made those ponies
twirl and dance
to show her child

she cared.

soulsurvivor
2/7/2015

My mom has not been feeling well.
If you are of a mind,
please pray for her.

Thanks

~~♡~~♥~~♡~~

#sacrifice #lullaby #rememberance #mothers