#place poems on Hello Poetry

mohamad taha safan Jul 2018

There was a struggle
Between flies
One got alive
The rest were dead
You will ask
How?
I will answer,"
I am not a fly"
There was a struggle
Between flies
All were dead
As there were sprays
Sprays had a dead
Messages
There was a struggle
Between flies
All were differed
They made a deal
There is place
To live with peace
There was a struggle
Between flies
But it will be ended
If they had no minded
To establish the best
peace

peace is the message of God to worship him in safe. if we didn't do,ruin will govern and there will not be winner or loser

#peace #love #struggle #flies #place

Shofi Ahmed Mar 2017

Give and Take

Have you ever thought why?
If give and take was the
ultimate measure in life
what did we give to be born
to gain the life in the first place?

#life #give #take #born #place #first #ultimate #measure #gain #thought

Bryce Jul 2018

Political Poetry

Art is opinion masquerading as truth.

When I draw a city, I am drawing the city of my dreams, just as the city that is does not exist.

Putting policy into words in the hopes of having yourself heard is not the point of the philosopher,

and should not be the end of the penman.

When I attempt to make the world see, I manufacture my enemy. We should seek instead to illuminate gracefully, to speak the words beyond the void of flesh, and to touch emotions that swim with depth

It will get us nowhere to make art political, of which it is propaganda and employed many an artist in the past;

whose dreams of good deeds became hung in a museum for all the wrong reasons, leaving a remnant of an unforseen circumstance hanging dry on an empty tour-guide phonecall

Descriptive yet lies

Argue the dialectic of truth than the present purfume of lies that is fumigated from the salivary discharge of a cetaceous yearning of ******* of thought, that leftover dream of God

That all things should be the same, that all minds should think that way-- if they were, we'd be done with the experiment.

#this #is #no #place #for #partisans #only #parties #of #art

White Hare Poetry Jul 2018

our place

this place
is ours
a secret
place
where
raindrops
settle on
closed eyes
making
tears that
fall upon
open pages
a place
beyond time
forever held
in memory
where we
exist only
for eachother

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

#ourplace #secret #love #memory #place #time #lovepoetry

Amanda Kay Burke Jul 2018

Our Love Story

There was a girl
Who met a boy
Everyone before had
Treated her heart as a toy

You see, this girl was scared
He'd turn out same as the rest
Was reluctant to give him
Thing beating in her chest

Determined to prove her wrong
Every day gave her his time
Slowly the wall she put up
He fearlessly began to climb

Tried to push him away
Did not want him to get close
But when she parted from his touch
She craved just one more dose

He was falling for her as well
She stirred something locked inside
Re-awakening a hidden part
Of himself he was certain had died

Promised to be real with her
Told exactly how he felt
She heard him say "I love you"
Three words made her melt

It was clear she was worth risk
Though he too, had been hurt in the past
Somehow sensed this was different
From relationships that did not last

He threw pride and fear aside
Asked her to do the same
Took a little longer than he thought
Her resolve he was able to tame

She finally let him in
Let him see pieces that were broken
Found her wounds starting to heal
With every honest line spoken

He showed his darker side
Bravely bared all, it was tough
With each kiss and adoring look
Smoothed edges that were rough

Balanced eachothers scales
Two halves of one soul, complete
Both filled with ecstasy
From heads to floating feet

This is the place I leave our tale
Of love simple, pure, and true
If you have not guessed by now
She is me, he is you.

A bit different from my usual writing style

#love #romance #relationship #boyfriend #tale #story #place #simple #pure #true

Blade Maiden Jul 2018

Home is the place where...

A home is a home is a home
it's a place, it's a haven, it's a heart
my head, a heavy tome
but here, my pages, they easily part

A feeling is a feeling is a feeling
of belonging, of caring, of staying
here, my mind felt ease, I'm simply being
my body speaks tired, here, I'm not afraid of swaying

A lover is a lover is a lover
for I'm well fed, for I'm blanket-covered, for I'm hot-showered,
I'm being shared, my lover and my bed, and I'm undercover,
I do as I please, I'm undaunted or a coward

A house is a house is a house
sometimes old and weary, cold and eerie, sole and leery
it breathes in and out, familiar rhythm, one with my mouth
My home gives me the feeling that there's a lover in the house, here I saw ice being fiery

Strange to be back home but alone.

#home #house #place #homesick #haven #safe #familiar #strange #lover #feeling

Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018

And The Days Passed By.

and the days passed by
and the light above the fireplace burned
and did not burn
and the candle flies into the sky
where are my eyes

and the days passed by
and the twilight seized me
o uncertain vague
o let me go
at the will of the bird

15.07.18

#days #light #burn #eyes #twilight #bird #place #fire #sky

Left Brained Poet Jul 2018

Silence

Silence is where dreams are born.
Where broken hearts clench in agony.
Where gentle breezes lift dandelion seeds from hands of children.

Silence is at the top of rollercoasters.
Where parents gingerly bend over cribs, to set down sleeping babies.
Where forks hover over steaming bowls of home-cooked spaghetti.

Silence is where there’s nothing to breathe but water;
Nothing to see but ghosts;
Nothing to hold but letting go.

written: December 15, 2017
revised: July 8, 2018

#silence #place