#meeting poems on Hello Poetry

WickedHope Dec 2014

There were flashing lights,
lasers, where we met.
There was loud music
and cheap drinks.

I found myself with the three of you,
only one of whom I'd met before.

That was the year I only wore plaid, mostly.
I was protesting make up at the time,
a leftover idea from my two year flowerchild period.
You were arrogant as ever,
self involved ****
with great taste in music.

I remember in all the conversations that followed
you'd compliment my impeccably perfect playlists.
I digress.

You stayed away from me that night,
let me hit on your friends.
But you got me that shirt.
I still wear it.

I had forgotten that night for over a year.
Even when I saw you next,
I didn't remember you.
I didn't remember you
and that has always bothered me.

I don't forget people.
I just don't.
Especially since it was both our first night out with that crowd.

You remembered me though.
And I'll never know why
I forgot and you remembered.

But now you forget me,
and I never shall forget you.
I promise you I'll never forget you.

And if you recall,
I don't break my promises to those I love.

#love #memories #always #music #forget #remember #forgotten #neon #twoam #meeting

Seán Mac Falls Dec 2014

Haiku ( vivify )

She rose to greet me,
Flowing hair, sparkle eyes spoke,
Poem before words.

#love #haiku #romantic #meeting #excitement #joyous #loveliness

kaylan joseph Nov 2014

hannah

somehow her hair halts me at every sentance
a dark brown finsh over a cute slinder face
her personalty speaks rhthmic poetry
like a connection over mortal things
and the only thing she said was hi
normaly i would forget a greeting
but it seems so inviting if the whole world went left it seemed like the right thing
so like lightning i respond hi
tripped over my words
and got lost in her eyes
a pale blue that could unviel any disguise
she said my name is hannah
and so nearly 2 hearts almost coldide

#love #girl #latenight #meeting #hannah #soclose

Maria Keisoglou Nov 2014

OUR MEETING

Our  own meeting has no end , no outer shell, it does not float.
It only searches within its depths to find a bottom to pitch its anchor
and looses itself within the  colours of an ever changing earth.
Without air it gets carried away and shines like a fire,
unquenched and remote from evil tongues and envious eyes.
Ostracizing dark thoughts and delighting within its womb.
It remembers from always and lives on  forever
and within the moonlit dust it travels upon wings.
An aura which is immaterial and wonders intoxicated
it sings you an icy lullaby..

#meeting

Tangerine Oct 2014

𝓕𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓖𝓸𝓸𝓭𝓫𝔂𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓗𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓸

𝒲𝑒'𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝑜𝒻 𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒿𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓃𝑒𝓎,
𝓉𝑜𝑜 𝒷𝒶𝒹, 𝓉𝑜𝑔𝑒𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝑒 𝒸𝒶𝓃'𝓉 𝒷𝑒.
𝐵𝓊𝓉, 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒾𝓈 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝑜𝒻 𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎,
𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝒹𝒶𝓎, 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓎 𝓉𝑜𝑔𝑒𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒷𝑒.

#hope #hello #goodbye #bittersweet #parting #meeting #reunion #moments

Regine Santos Oct 2014

Left me hanging

Meeting.
You washed your hands.
Left me hanging.

I thought you were gonna be my guide
The one to save me when I fall
But you left me hanging.

I have to save myself
You have saved yourself way too early
And you left me hanging.

#sad #anger #heart #pain #work #disappointed #meeting #rants

Poetic T Oct 2014

Stories Lost To The Wind

My pages blown from my
Grasp
They fly high as like
Small clouds,
Riding The winds, I reach
For that which is unattainable
Now far out of reach,
I run,
Then sprint
Then walk
As my hands now upon my knees,
Out of breath as well as paper
They flew, up and down
In to the face of an unsuspecting
Man, words he saw before he
Fell upon hands and face,
Paper removed a title seen
"The Accidental Meeting"
He looked up, and beheld
Beauty,
Smiles,
Hand,
Held out, blushing he took
Her hand, and she spoke
"If it wasn't for that page"
"We wouldn't have meet & spoke"
And the story kept a keep sake
Of there meeting that nearly wasn't,
"But ahead of ourselves we are"
As other pages
Flew,
Skimmed,
Fluttered
Through the air,
Landing upon faces here and there,
One unfortunate crook, who now
Paid a price, when paper meet upon his face,
He saw three word planted between his eyes
Crooks
Never
Prosper
And with that an almighty
"****"
To the floor he slumped,
A short post meet groin and man
As a voice high pitched,
"What paper is this landing between my eyes "
As three laughing police man
Tears before there eyes, took the paper
And glanced at became the undoing
Of a criminal on the run,
"Evidence and a good read"
Lifted to the car as
Nuts
Meat
&
Veg
Very bruised, he couldn't run even if he wanted,
Many pages flew through the air, me
Not knowing the impact my stories
Landing here & there,
By those are for another time,
"If you see paper, words & ink"
*"Please read my stories and tell me what you think"

#love #words #stories #ink #paper #chance #meeting #meat #crook #veg

Tuesday Pixie Oct 2014

A Glimpse

I'm looking through a window
- The blinds were lifted
And it's such an honour!

There, there's a fish
        Darting through,
Ripples spread from each pause and flight
Ivy grows and twists and climbs,
Grasping all in its path
The ground is covered in debris,
Dust and mould
A mushroom sprouts up
Holding the door to another world
A skeletal cheshire grins
Amidst piles and piles of literature
Which, when opened,
Echo melodies fourth,
Bouncing from non-existant walls

I peer round this windowsill
This fantastical world before me
Neon and shadow

I have caught but a glimpse
And eagerly contemplate
      The journey
The continuum of
Getting-to-know-and-understand
           You
A journey never to be completed
And always changing
As we collect new treasures to display
And hug tight the old favourites
As we grow
And realize
       Our inner selves.

#journey #growth #meeting

Nicolette Avery Pizzigoni Sep 2014

Cool Fire

It was under the foggy inebriation
in which I saw you

With your cool undertones of confidence
that shaded in the new character

We spat cool fire back and forth,
relishing in the burn.

And so brought forth the
quick paced double-speak

When innocent glances linger
and Accidental contact is maintained.

It grows unignorable and

Through the Murky Starlight
You see slivers of intentions
that stab with an intoxicating sting.

Pairings that are all too clear,
Close in on a reality in which

Our Mouths are only just inches away

And

The air that sits between us is
but a fragile atmosphere

The kind that
we're convinced can be thinned
through your litter of affections.

And suddenly I find myself
rooting for Global Warming.

The Story of How We Met

#love #fire #iloveyou #now #cool #meeting #rememberwhen