#paint poems on Hello Poetry

Eiram N Jun 2017

She’s not a girl you’d pass by on the street
and spare a second fleeting thought,
Nor living within the glossy magazines you read
whose looks you’ve always greatly sought,
She’s a string in a resounding symphony
a note lost in sweet sound of melody
She’s a dab of paint on the canvas
but she doesn’t apologise—she forms the picture,
She’s a tiny flower plucked from the earth
but she blooms for all she’s worth.

#ordinary #girl #beauty #flower #blooms #note #paint #common #unique #special

David Cunha Jun 2017

Haiku (Raw Sweat)

The fresh paint leaks
It is not a painting
Naked in bed.

Man is nature, raw and satisfied.

#haiku #bed #naked #raw #paint #*******

Ryan Holden Jun 2017

I Forgot To Write It Down

Before I started draining parts of me
onto this page
I couldn't see for the clearest of paths,
I would dwell,
Hide away in my own safe house
Of saturated stories.

I would scratch my head catching gravity
between my fingertips.
A color would be a rainbow in black skies
of circling crows.

The floor around me would move
dancing along,
It would lead me and my pen to paper
Like a knight's sword to stone.
I would wonder why my mind
Could paint,
My thoughts would explode
into millions of fireflies.

Sometimes I would see the most
flawless imagery
But I couldn't write it down for the awe
of being lost,
Inside my own world of untold stories,
and poetry.

For the times I don't get chance to write down my thoughts!

#thoughts #image #story #paint #lost #forgetful

janelle Jun 2017

Yellow Paint

I live in a bleak block of butter,
And then I wonder suddenly of the splendor
d r a p e d
in dehydrated dandelions
I call my home

As I saunter inside my sweetcorn shell,
I  s w o o n
over the scent of my dad’s cooking,
and over the symphony of laughter resonating
within these four walls
so I could call it home

I’m entrapped in its grasp
since it ensures my ‘safety’,
it’s a prison that entertains,
but never enlivens me
Filled but  e m p t y;
this is not my home

I wrote this while I was home alone because it feels foreign without anyone around.

#loneliness #paint #alliteration #poem

Shofi Ahmed Jun 2017

Picture You

Picture yours, put it out
to your kaleidoscope.
Like the day at the full-blown noon
or the night on the cheek of the moon
a flame burning on the underlying dark
a dawn switches on the first light
a sun comes out of the night.
Visualise your latent one
put it on before your mirror!

Princely give the eyeballs a designer treat.
Paint your masterpiece at the day’s peep.
Hook the browsers at their first click.

#picture #kaleidoscope #eyeball #latent #paint #masterpiece #click #flame #design #browser

Clara Cipriano May 2017

Emotions at midnight

What am I trying to say is this:
My world is in color and you,
You are the cherry red,
You are neon.
You are everything my heart
Did not know it could be.

And tonight,
I am indigo streaks
Across the world;
A suffocating introversion
A depression which once
Took hold of me.

#emotions #at #night #midnight #love #color #paint #my #world #depression #in

rey May 2017

fresh paint

i got admitted to a place to learn a new language
i met saints and ancient evils along the way

have you ever felt like growing colorful?

today marks a year after this place got a new paint job

i got admitted to attain new colors again
and this paint job simply never ends

#paint #journey #life

blue mercury May 2017

paint

my love for you is equal parts
messy
and lovely
like paint splattered
across a canvas
in pastel
colours

#love #teen #paint #pastel

Caroline Grace May 2017

Under the Influence of You

Your telepathic soul
Greets mine
On an April night
When the moon rises
Blue against black
Like the bruises
Still left on my back.

You make my words f
                                   a
                                        l
                                   l
off a c
             l
                 i
                    f
                         f.
I stumble, searching for them
in fields of violets.
Once collected, the consonants, the verbs, and more
pour from my mouth this:

"My arms explore you
Like apples explore orchards;
I reach a higher state
When your cedar oak lips
Meet my pale birch ones
in twilight.

You scare away the shadows of insecurities
That come alive on my wall at night.
You turn my life into bright acrylics and oils
Too vivid for fingers to paint.

I never expected to
Swim under the influence of you."

#love #happiness #paint #art #kiss #twilight #influence #anxiety