#ready poems on Hello Poetry

Mims Oct 2016

I'm not sure who I am yet,
I'm sure where I'm going,
I don't know if I'll ever be,
Really truly me,
We spend our time inventing ourselves,
And i guess I'm just spare parts,
The way my mind thinks,
Music is my art,
A titles half the story,
A picture worth a thousand words,
I've spent my life regretting,
And feeling no self worth,
I've gotten sick and tired,
Of being sick and tired,
I've felt the way we all we feel,
At 3am alone.
I've started to stay on the internet,
Into wee hours of the morning,
Gathering scattered information.
I see my week,
A flashing blurr of distorted colors,
Emotions whirling everywhere,
Trailing one another,
I'm not sure where I'm going,
Or if you'll follow me,
I'm not sure of my roots,
If I was planted like a tree,
I haven't spent much time,
Inventing myself,
Not as much as wishing I was someone else,
But it is time to own up to,
The real and true me,
And maybe then I'll understand....

Who I'm supposed to be

i just don't know

#love #broken #sad #life #future #me #miss #ready #truly #distorted

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan Oct 2016

Ready to Counter

For every disorder there is a border
Hence we have to be ready to counter
Step by step to play with the boulder
For every question there is an answer

Let be clear about our path,destination
Let be specific what we have to celebrate
Let dominate us our endure and passion
Let our character to be fine to ameliorate

Great people portray actions loud clear
Meanest of mean resort to ***** tricks
So be loyal honest and sincere my dear
Strong building is raised bricks by bricks

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow

#to #ready #counter

Ashna Alee Khan Aug 2016

Are you ready?

My mind is numb,
my soul is numb,
my body is numb.
All I could do is to
drink and think of you.
All I'm left out with is
that bottle of Jack Daniel's
and last night memories.
Do you remember that night?
when we sat under the Moon,
hands in hands, taking promises
from each other and taking promises
from love, not to leave us alone.
I remember where stars took us,
I remember we sat on the edge of
that waxing crescent and talked
about our dreams, passion, love
and about us.
I remember the wind
was so wild and young,
I remember how the wind
danced with us.
But now that we are not there today,
the moon is going to bleed,
so have you packed your things
and are you ready to die?

#love #fear #passion #die #lost #ready #wild #losing #writes #ashna

Rea Mae Y Calingo Jun 2016

patiently waiting

i liked someone but,
 i’m too young.
 i loved someone but,
 he broke up with me.
 i’m ready to let someone in again but,
 he couldn’t wait. 
i had someone who is special to me but, 
we just stopped being close. 
some want to win my heart but,
 i don’t have feelings for them.

i guess 
this is not my time,
 my heart is not ready. 
the right person will come
 unexpectedly and at the right time.

#love #poem #poetry #heart #time #person #right #prose #ready #unexpected

Tyler Houck May 2016

Trying To Sleep

I'm trying to sleep.
Unfortunately, I can't.
I'm lying in bed
thinking about tomorrow;
wondering if I'm ready.

I just keep thinking about the things I have tomorrow.

#thought #think #wonder #tomorrow #ready #tanka

Maple Mathers May 2016

If You’re Never Found

do you just keep
hiding?

#hide #not #be #always #game #someone #ready #will #seeking #seek

Maple Mathers May 2016

Everyone’s Hiding

something;
everyone’s seeking something.

*
Ready or not, hiding or not,
someone will always,
ALWAYS*,
come
seeking.

#hide #not #be #always #games #game #someone #ready #hellopoetry #will

Ashley May 2016

Ready?

married to fate, chained to the future
my wounds won't heal, not even with sutures
the roulette ball rolls; who knows where it'll land?
will i know to take hold when you outstretch your hand?
each day my doubts plague me, gnaw at my soul
and sometimes i wonder if this is why i thrive in the cold
what prompts us to write, to shove words out in the open?
who can look into our eyes and know that we're broken?
the pen is a blade; my heart is a trigger
this place is a maze; my blood clumps thicker
three years ago, i thought i would be different,
thought i'd be bigger, or less worried about insignificance
i thought the world would turn on its' axis boldly,
and that i wouldn't crave days where i want someone to hold me
three years ago, i wonder if my sails had a stronger direction
and once upon a time - i swear - i had more connections
fear still finds me,
a panther stalking its' foolish prey,
and time still blinds me
with how quickly it ticks away
is success just a feeling? is it only a name?
is it even a level, a possibility in this game?
is passion a feeling, or just a thirst for fame?
is home a person, a place, or an imaginary plane?
my mind still haunts me, with its' rattling doors,
and sometimes my demons whisper that i'm doomed to bore
questions ignite my being, setting me ablaze
as i wonder if i will ever be ready for the adulting daze

Y'all, it's been a long, long time since I published anything... and a long time since I've properly written. I'm trying to do better - no one really reads these, but it's a testament to myself. I'm trying.

#life #questions #question #idk #college #ready #adult #adulthood #questioning