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Masin 3d
FROM THE MOMENT I MET HER
I WANTED HER TO TO BE MINE
BUT MY BROTHER TALKED ABOUT A GIRL
HE’D ADMIRE
WHO’D OF THOUGHT THAT YOU’D BE THAT GIRL
THAT SOUNDED SO DEVINE
HAD TO KEEP MY DISTANT
BUT I WOULD NOTICE THOSE SHARPIE DRAWINGS
OF SMILEY FACES ON MY BAG AND CUPS
THAT HAD MY NAME IN EXISTENCE
A SIGN THAT YOU’RE INTO ME?
WASN’T SO SURE THAT IT COULD BE
I’D BE SCARED OF OUR NEXT ENCOUNTER
YOUR SMILE FROM ACROSS THE ROOM
AS IF I WAS THE ONLY ONE THERE WITH HER
PEOPLES ENGERY I COULD FEEL
AND FOCUSED ON ME FOR SOME REASON
THINKING OF WHAT I COULD SAY TO YOU
WHEN I WOULD BE NEXT IN LINE TO PLACE MY ORDER
BUT WORDS DON’T COME OUT MY MOUTH
ABOUT ASKING YOU TO GO OUT
SHOOKED ON THE FEELING
I JUST ORDER THE NUMBER MEAL AND HOPE
TO MEET HER BY THE BACK DOOR
ALL I WANNA DO IS MAKE YOU LAUGH
ITS FUNNY HOW YOU COULD MAKE ME FEEL
LIKE IF BREATHING WAS A STRUGGLE
COURAGE TO FINALLY ASK ONE QUESTION
HEART RACING INSIDE AND OUT
THEN MONTHS LATER
ORDERING AGAIN AND JUST FOR ME
SHARPIE DRAWINGS OF SMILEY FACES W/ HEARTS
AND WORKING EARLY MORNINGS WAS WORTH IT.
First love, Kapa
Masin 2d
Her
Im always in the city
You're a masterpiece
I see you through the viewfinder
So alluring and rare like a moment
I'm wasted, on you
Leaving me like the wind knocked out of my lungs
Theres something about you that could still can make me nervous
I only want to understand you
Cause I feel like I'm late with emotions
In motion, loosing focus
My body shocked entirely
But you could notice
Through sunshine or rain
The depth of field could be blurry
You'd kiss me, gets me thinking clearly
Steering me back in focus
I always did my best,
To get the right exposure without underexposing
Making you my main attraction
Cause all I can see you
Distances apart
Heart to heart
Time has vanished into a similar day
The apocalypse is on the way
I can feel it in the wind
I can feel in the air
Sitting there unaware
Days seem like moments stretched out
I feel pitty and self doubt
How do i change my mind
Another obstical of its own kind
Just the way im feeling
Anya 3d
There's crumbs, all over my computer, all over my pants, all over
Me
Entropy, the natural state is it?
Humans attempting to force the unnatural?
The little graham ******* crumbs,
nothing keeping them together
anymore
But still, each individual crumb upon my lap houses millions of billions of trillions of
Individual pieces, that house
And so on               and                  So forth
Till you get to atoms
And eventually,
quarks

But, is it worth,
Looking, thinking, so infinitesimally small
When,
We've got bigger matters on our plate?
Things so large, red, and shiny, that they take up all the space
Except the little cracks that we miss,
Forget,
Or don't care about altogether

Because we've got bigger fish to fry


Right?
But then,
If we always keep chasing the dragon,
Won't we miss the shooting star lighting up the sky for just a moment?
As I was writing this I found multiple surprisings interpretations. That's why I gave it that title, it's filled with meaning yet a random mess at the same time.
A moment

That's all it takes

A single moment

The touch of a loved one
The laugh of a stranger
The shy smile from the little boy
hiding behind his mother's leg

There and then not

Did you savour it
Lean into it
Let it sink deep

Or did it pass you
Did you let it slip away
Unaware of its purpose

One moment



That's all it takes
For Paolo ❤. Missing you alot today. September 18th 1995 - March 18th 2018
The flames of failing stars
Strike not an inch
Across my heart
For I have lost my sense of pain
In sunflower smiles
All that is
Swirls in intricate dance
As I fall through the laughter
Of what must be a billion
Golden days, But no
Just this single moment

Wild, And with beauty
She moved around gracefully
On a springtime's eve
Enjoying the sweet caress
Of the wind on her skin

The moon stirred the love
Awakening to dreams
She had of him
Swirling in her head

A dance was born
Inside her heart
A blanket of hope
Enveloped her whole

Each step brought her closer
To the memories alive
Within her soul
The fire still flamed bright

Always a moment
Never forgotten
As if it was new from
The day before



~Nathalie
I'm somewhere in the middle.
Forget-me-nots in a pistol
tripping on thought tangents
playing a fist full.

Feeling my teeth caught,
biting deep in the gristle.

Seething a heat,
not green
not at bay to the whistle

my impatience is simple
I'm awaiting the gavel
And I'm somewhere in the middle
I fear the venom and rattle
and play the innocent *******.

beginning to wait
to watch the ending begin

approaching the line

I'm Here.

Watching the moment again
feeling cold on the fringe
seeing it blow in the wind

watching it pass
stopping to gasp
at how fast it was stolen again

seeing the difference,
between a fold and a bend

Peeling the image apart
and rolling bones for the gold
on the spin

Hoping next time
I'm not a line up of bowling pins

sitting in wait
asking the past
for a day to do over again

I'm somewhere in the middle.
Someone I know
today he is no more.

Sudden cancer was still
chasing him moments ago.
Can it trace him anymore?
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