#perfection poems on Hello Poetry

TeeCrush Mar 2018

Sometimes I do wonder
if there's days you don’t feel pretty
or if there’s times you that you do ponder
“am I gorgeous, really?”
Believe me darling,
I don’t care what you think yourself to be
you’re beyond perfect to me
It’s easy to get lost in your dark eyes,
like I’m looking up at starry night skies.
There’s nobody with a smile as gorgeous as yours
and it’s a big one, this world of ours.
Always remember you are something amazing and grand -
I can feel it when I hold your hand.
And like a work of art,
You’ve charmed my heart.
This is where I want to stay,
So believe me when I say,
Not once in my life did I ever expect
To meet a girl like you,
You are perfect.

#beautiful #beauty #adoration #admiration #love #gorgeous #perfect #perfection #romantic #sweet

nycteris Mar 2018

Origami

each fold i forget
my troubles.
each crease satisfies
my obsessive tendencies.

every perfect creation
pushes me to make more.
they pile on my desk
and float down.

graceful little birds
hit the ground.
little sailboats sink
to the bottom of the sea.

overflowing desk
spilling into a mess.
cannot stop beautiful perfection
as my hands move beyond comprehension.

#origami #birds #boats #satisfied #troubles #desk #floating #sinking #beautiful #perfection

Jessica Jarvis Feb 2018

Practicality is(n't) Pain; Pain is(n't) Beauty

You wouldn't guess by the looks of her report card that it came with a precious price. The scars on her young cheeks and dry, tired eyes carry baggage that she must now pack to college. Sure, she made it,
but at what cost?

She'll never be the one with voluptuous hair, particularly perfect eyelashes, and long trim legs. Instead, she can dream of portraying that character, while she can't even make the audition.

Midnight, 2/28/18

#practicality #pain #beauty #sacrifice #privilege #perfection #imperfect #scars #tired #eyes

Helen Raymond Feb 2018

Still

Spinning yet standing still
Everything's a tremble
All the world's a jitter
I long to hold it still

Suddenly a shudder
A chill besets my soul
Silence falls, stark and shrill
As earth and atoms still

Universal chaos
Set a shiver in me
Pleading relentlessly
Demanding infinity from mortality

As my small heart attempts to warm eternity

#rebellion #anxiety #perfection #silence #noise #chaos #space

Lylock Feb 2018

Before too long

Tears hear thoughts
Better than a broken sky
Or a whispered kiss

Great hearts talk strong
But a sad perfection
And a night's small
Told me
That it's time to go

#tears #thoughts #sky #kiss #great #sad #perfection #night #time

Caitlin Feb 2018

Perfect material for memories

The blanket does not hold a child,
But a matured pattern
Of further possibilities.
It’s wool worn, patched,
Ripples and changes.

Now the blanket blows out the stars,
The wind rushes to echo,
To send a shiver of laughter.
Each fiber breathes, shimmers,
Catching the loose sound.

Fresh dew fills the blankets warm hair,
So blonde it shines through water,
To reflect lights scattered above.
Laughter shatters, fractures,
Skipping to the sky,

#childhood #memories #perfection #laughter #happiness #indifference

George Krokos Nov 2010

Full Circle

I wonder what it takes to go full circle
and find my way back home to You?
Although I might be as slow as a turtle
Your love will guide me when I am true.

I’ll finish up then as I began being a child of Yours
having knocked on so many of life’s secret doors.
But even though I have yet to find all the right answers
at this stage of my life there have been some advances.

My feelings towards You now seem to have changed
but this shouldn’t be a reason for us to feel estranged.
Love’s the universal magnet that draws everything close together
we shouldn’t mind too much if we pass through stormy weather.

In a world of constant change there are many upheavals
but love often does get stronger when there’s a retrieval.
It’s something of a realisation by which we come to know
that as love completes a full circle perfection it will show.

How long will it take to go full circle
to find my way back home with You?
It seems I'm just as slow as a turtle
But is Love guiding me and am I true?
_______

Private Collection - written in 1998. Updated 20/2/18 and by adding 5th verse. Updated 31/10/22 by changing last line to ask a question.

#full #circle #love #guiding #change #weather #perfection #answers #secret #doors

Sasha Ranganath Feb 2018

someone on my mind

I have never had a valentine.
Yes, I had that one guy, that one time
But to him, it was just a
A valenti---- don't really love you kinda love.
A valenti---- wish it wasn't you kinda love.
And to me, it was a
Valenti---- really don't think I'm straight kinda love.
Valenti---- am SO uncomfortable, get me outta here kinda love.

I have never had a valentine,
Yes, I had that one girl, that one time,
But we were miles away from each other.
4,483 to be exact.
With her I felt great
For a while
Like a candle
At the end of its life
You can see the waltzing flame meet the quiet of night
Midnight
Should I stay up kinda night
Skype call kinda night
I love you but... I gotta go... kinda night.

I have never had a Valentine
And it's not because he didn't care enough
Or she wasn't close enough.
I've never had a Valentine because I'm either too much or just not enough
I'm insecure, so insecure of the way I talk, the way I walk, the way these two strands of hair stick out, the way this one tooth just doesn't stay in line, the child inside me made entirely of antidepressants and fries, the truths, the lies, the incessant goodbyes.
I've never had a Valentine and I'm lonely
As hell
I'm so lonely I'll fall in love before you blink,
I'll pick you up when you're standing still,
I'll spin you around like I finally made up my mind to do the laundry
I'll kiss you good morning and I'll kiss you goodnight
Tonight
Tomorrow
Maybe forever.
You see this
is my problem.
This passion
This raging forest fire of emotions
This racing broken heart of haunted suspicions.
You aren't perfection
You're my perfection.
In my dictionary, your name is scrawled into the definition of every positive adjective, every beautiful noun, everything that's not a frown.

You see when I imagine my valentine, I see stars in the sky
As cliché as that sounds, I see stars in the sky and her nose perfectly aligning with the moonlight,
Her eyes slightly unsure whether to meet mine
Her lips lightly quivering with her gaze falling on mine
Her fingers slowly inching up to the tips of mine
Her smile faintly turning into a garden of lullabies
The place I go to mourn my goodbyes and watch the sun rise.
When I think of my Valentine,
I hear her laugh turning into a snort, laughing even louder, her cheeks turning red, tears in her eyes.
And I laugh along, falling in love with every crinkle by her eyes, just hoping she's not dying inside.
Just hoping she's not just pretending to love me tonight. Praying she believes we're more than just alright.

I've never had a Valentine,
But I'm hoping
I'm really ******* hoping
Somewhere in this crowd
I might have changed your mind.

#valentine #mind #love #gay #queer #crowd #heart #broken #dying #perfection

Cana Feb 2018

As I sit.

here I sit
Under thatched gazebo.
Gin, Tonic and Marlboro to keep me company.
The warm air broken by cool breezes blowing off the Bahamian sea.
The sweet smell of bug spray permeating the otherwise pristine natural beauty.
It adds to the charm, like sun cream stinks of beach days.
Gently the sea makes out with the shore below me. I’d feel like I was intruding had it been any other.
Peace pervades.
All woes and doubt settle into my feet.
A far cry from where they stir unwanted feelings in my belly and heart.
I could sit here all night.
I think I will.

I could only wish to one day be able to capture the feeling I have right now of utter calm. I have to rely heavily on your imagination here as there aren’t enough words to describe perception.

#perfection #nighttime #dockside #peace #happy