#potd poems on Hello Poetry

M e l l o Oct 2019

broken boys
with missing hearts
are like broken toys
with missing parts
the lost fights
and lost nights
small mistakes
turn into highlights
their sorry eyes
filled with tears
but they never cry
they struggle
just to keep it all inside

Oct. 1

#potd #boys

M e l l o Sep 2019

Besotted

I came across
such an indescribable feeling
which I thought
was beautifully breathtaking
and desirably mind blowing
but
when I feel deeper
it became
agonizing

I was asked if how do I define the word love. Maybe this will work. Have a great weekend.
Sept. 28

#potd #love

M e l l o Sep 2019

Dream House

if i were to build a house
i'll have your arms as the walls
your eyes as the windows
and your smile as the front door
i'll have your heart as the fireplace
and your soul as my light
in this house
i'll put my faith
knowing
i would finally
find a home

A friend asked me to write about architecture and love. Guess this work. Sept. 26

#potd

M e l l o Sep 2019

Pry

I wonder of all the goodbyes you've ever said, if mine was the one you can't get out of your head.

The question that I never asked the last time we met. Sept. 24

#potd

M e l l o Sep 2019

Target

there are nights
like this
when i kept on
staring the cracks
at the ceiling
and wonder how
on earth
we keep
justifying
all the bullets
fired at us
just because
we love the
one
pulling
the trigger

I dont know why. I guess I'm not that bulletproofed. Potd. Sept. 23

#potd #thoughts #sentiments #overthinking

M e l l o Sep 2019

Run

I miss
running
away
from
all
my
anxieties

I miss running. Sept. 21

#thoughts #anxiety #potd

M e l l o Sep 2019

Atonement

maybe
someday these words
I write
can make up all those
bloodshot eyes
and
sleep nights

Sept. 13

#potd #broken #sad #hope #thoughts #sentiments

M e l l o Sep 2019

Still Crypt

the rain
starts to drop
his fists clenched
his eyes was red
he cursed the ground
muttering the words
fate is wicked
screams unheard
he cursed the ground
called you stupid
your silence cut deep
the pain he tried to keep
he remain tight-lipped
yet inside he wails and wept
how dare you throw away the life
that others struggles to keep?
as the rain stop
he asked the ground
why did you commit
such selfish act?

Potd. Sept 11.

#potd #death #grieve #suicide #pain

M e l l o Sep 2019

Paper Boats

she cruise
on stormy seas
with a fragile boat
she creates
handing her life
on what she believes
"fate"
the paper boat
she made's
destined to sink

Sept. 11

#fate #life #potd

M e l l o Sep 2019

Spilled Ink

our soul are like
bottled inks
waiting to be open
and spill it wonders
on blank sheets
this is a piece
of my soul
in ink
unto this paper
it spilled

Sept. 11

#potd #soul #thoughts