#pull poems on Hello Poetry

CLAIRE NOTEA Aug 2018

I beg for it to stop.
For a break in the chain
I am weary with empathy
But now I am free.
Benevolent.

I roam alone, until it begins again
I pace secluded, amongst my barren thoughts
I wander tender empty walls
I feel nothing.

I yearn for it all to become too much
She pulls me away from the light
Into the darkness, I beg for compassion.
I cut my ties, and dissolve these cords
And she weighs me down, malevolent.

I connect.

#break #connect #ties #push #pull #light #dark #compassion #empathy

Isaac Aug 2018

Black Words Pull

Black words pull,
Asking eyes scan each line;
Desiring they will win
Attention by their design.
Placed on a page,
One letter at a time.
Hoping as they age
They will more and more shine.
They are useless unless read,
Pointless till understood.
Hearts that see why words are said
Receive what is in them that is good.

Written 29 August 2018

#black #words #pull #asking #desiring #hoping

CasiDia Jul 2018

paradoxes and parables

:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧
                                                                            the day ends
                                                                         singing to us
                                                                       ourselves to
                                                                     each-other
                                                                   of the hour
                                                                 to a minute
                                                              on the clock
                                                           we drink roses
                                                        for fading embers
                                                        the burning match
                                                         that proverbial breath
                                                                the familiar pull
                                                                  towards dreams
                                                                    towards sorrow
                                                                                 the pain
                                                                                    the joy
                                                                                       from
                                                                                     dust
                                                                                     to
                                                                               dust
                                                                          emptiness
                                                                      orderliness
                                                                 indifference
                                                        mounds of gold
                                                    ignorant shiny
                                                 pile of ashes
                                               enlightened
                                            afterthought
                                         in the morning
                                       in the evening
                                        all the beauty
                                         is all suffering
                                          living forever
                                           dying together
                                             hands over fists
:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ

#kafkaesque #morning #evening #beauty #shiny #dust #pull #dreams #sorrow #pain

ivy Jun 2018

good, better

When he covers my mouth
I know it’s about to be good
He laid a blanket for me
On the ground
A pillow for my head
My hair, being pulled

He turns me around
Grasps my waist
Like he can’t wait
To tease me
and make me scream
Tie me up and use me

Harder hitting
Hurts, it hurts, but I like it

Oh, Babe. Best I ever had. Come back. I'm not finished yet.

#love #*** #**** #***** #pull #hard #hit #tease #figure #covers

Keira May 2018

you & i

the ocean waves crash in and out
          in and out
                              in
                      and
              out
on a loop
            loop
               loop
                  loop
repeat after repeat repeat repeat
         again and again and again and again
a force pushes them
            a force pulls them
                                     push                  pull
                                          push          pull
                                             push     pull
                                                pushpull
like clockwork
like a magnet
-you & i

#you #me #love #ocean #magnet #pull #force #clock #crash

Annete May 2018

Body.

What’s it on my lips,
You want to taste?
What’s it on my cheeks,
You want to touch?
What’s it on my nose,
You want to smell?
What’s it in my ears,
You want to hear?

What’s it in my hair,
You want to pull?
What’s it on my neck,
You want to bite?
What’s it on my hips,
You want to sway?
What’s it in my hands,
You want to grab?

What was on my back,
You chased so well,
Thinking that in was just lust.
When, in fact, you’ve found
Love
Looking straight into my eyes.

#sway #bite #pull #found #grab #hands #smell #nose #lips #cheeks

Contoured May 2018

Puppeteer

Motionless they sit,
Collecting dust on the shelf.
Completely inanimate,
An honest reflection of oneself.
I grab hold of the string,
No audience, no stage.
Now controlling this thing,
With my uncontrolled rage.
I give it a tug,
I crave the control.
Enacting a shrug,
I tug and I pull.
I've given it life,
I can take it away.
In spite of my strife,
It's now back on display.

#control #rage #puppet #puppeteer #pull #display #show

lX0st Apr 2018

Tide

Of sound mind
Of sound body
Of what sound do I hear
That draws me to this place

#short #free #mind #body #pull