#reflections poems on Hello Poetry

Melody Wang Jul 5

Growing weary on the road,
respite seemingly out of grasp, wild
eyes cast their silver-yellow sullen

warning to the ground below as we crane
our twisted necks up: a meager offering
to the ones who walked the path before

Horned owl, languid head turning, collects
our astonished gasps like cold gleaming
rubies once tossed into a ravine or river —

nearby, the fog rolls in: curious bystander
ever intent on pulling the heavy curtain aside
to devour the last tasty morsels in the thrill

of a bygone moment — reckless and ripe
with the bloodstains of youth, the hunger
departing and returning in an instant

#reflections #life #passing #liminal #journey #pregnancy

Melody Wang Jul 5

The hunter is haunted

by images of a home
he once knew, destroyed —
the deconstructed fox hole
now a pile of sticks and stones
patiently waiting for the howl
of a broken man so desperate
to revive or rebuild something
not as revolting as it once was.

Somewhere in the distance,
an owl or mourning dove practices
cutting the space with its melancholy
melody, the refrain at once familiar
and strange, echoing a time
between time, nestled
in the crook of calamity.

I calmly take it all in, content
to watch the slow unraveling
of a life that isn't mine, one
or two worlds apart yet close
enough for me to realize

how it, too, yearns for another realm,
for a chance to burn their dead,
to be revived by the only song
desperate enough to crawl
back to the very place
that had once destroyed it.

#healing #trauma #grief #reflections #loss

Melody Wang Jul 4

Magpies

The morning after
we told my mother
she would become
a first-time grandmother,

she sat alone in the garden
relaxing in the early morning sun,
craned her neck up at the huge tree
and spied a feisty pair of magpies

flitting about in a figure 8 — they squawked
out their monastic chants with abandon,
guarded their muddied little nest
tucked away in the groove

of a high branch. She froze,
eyes wide in a bewildered trance
as she suddenly recalled her own
mother so long ago, behind her

braiding my mother's thick hair,
her gentle voice murmuring about
the songs of magpies symbolizing
good news when you need it the most

My mother's smile was tremulous as she sat
in her garden, shrouded by the sweet incense
of memory, palms pressed together to ponder
all the ways we press on towards the light

#healing #motherhood #reflections #light #faith

Melody Wang Jul 4

My toddler gave me a thumbs up today

Her very first one, sitting in her high chair,
mouth stained with strawberry juice —
with such ease and joy, it caught me

by surprise. Good job, she says again,
smiling, her little thumb peeking out from that
tight little fist. All I had done was declare

the color of my shirt — red. She turns
to finish eating, already distracted by the animated
music video on the screen. Just the two of us

having breakfast, I savor this simple moment.
When had I learned to withhold praise?
To refuse to acknowledge others

for tackling another day, knowing
that it took everything in them just to let
themselves see & be seen // hold & be held?

You once spoke about the heart of a child –
how we all must become like children to see,
to hear, to truly receive. Help me remember.

#healing #faith #motherhood #reflections

Falling Awake Jun 15

The **** Third Dimension

I’m Triaxial,
In geometry,
This X, Y, and Z…
Caged by coordinates–
So planar, unfree

And time’s forward flow,
Just won’t let me go,
It’s sometimes too fast…
Then, relatively too slow

There’s a down direction,
That pulls with oppression,
Gravity’s fixed force–
A constant compression

When force is innate,
I’m stuck at it’s rate,
Sunken and buried,
By pressurized weight

And, in this void,
Nothing’s destroyed,
Change is the constant,
From which all is deployed

While my perception,
Is a small projection,
Of fundamentals,
Below our detection

I myself am just an extension
Of laws beyond comprehension…
I’m suffocating, blind
Stuck here, in this **** Third Dimension

#physics #time #life #free #reflections #science #poem #awareness #consciousness #spiritual

Maria Leslie Jun 12

“𝓡𝓮𝓯𝓵𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼"

You are my dreams
that I have been waiting for for a long time
but I met you at the wrong time,
in the wrong place

You are the one behind me
who shines
despite the decade
I have been dreaming of

I thought I could be with you
then and until now
I can't reach you anymore

You are the one
who is always behind me
that I want to achieve
You are the one
who always takes my place
reminding me
but I can only breathe
in the past

I see the lights in my dreams
But it’s gone away now
It’s far away going back to my past

To this day,
I still feel you in my pulse,
in my past,
still drawing memories.

I know I let you go
a long time ago
and accepted that you're gone
but there's a melody inside me
that I want to have you

the thing inside me
that's hard to forget

Something in there
that I can’t let go

the karma of the past
that was left behind
but has been covered
by years and decades

I try to forget it
even if I run some distance
you are inside my heart
you are in the past of my dreams
that are one of the pillars
of my personality
and my dreams

I see my cold shadow in the past
that I can't reach you anymore

The broken destiny and dreams
told yesterday
Mystery come back to me
But it’s over now
You remain my heart before

I see reflections in my dark dreams
because I see my reflections.

I see it now
And I still feel it
All along it was all reflections.

Written: 6.11.2025

#poem #poet #poetry #reflections #identity #brokendreams #brokendestiny #brokenheart

Arna May 26

Silent Expectations

Every time I expect something from life,
A flood of questions rises within:
Don't expect. Accept and adjust.
Be happy with what you have.
Many don’t even have what you do.
And many more voices echo the same.

But what if my expectations are simple?
A homely atmosphere,
A loving family,
A supportive friend,
A peaceful life,
A meaningful profession.

Are these huge to expect from life?

I believe in self-love.
I believe we shouldn’t depend on others for happiness.
But in the long run, we all need someone—
Someone who admires our efforts,
Someone who showers love and care,
Someone who stays loyal,
Someone who lifts us when we fall,
Someone to lean on—when self-care isn’t enough.

"Sometimes, the smallest hopes feel like the biggest dreams. Is it really too much to ask?"

#reflections #thoughtsunfiltered #selflove #humanconnection #simplewishes #poeticthoughts

Adnan Hasan May 24

Where is the Exit?

Where lies the gate of this world? I long to escape

Where is the door to this world? I want out

#lostinlife #reflections #deepthoughts #lifequotes #emotionaljourney #selfdiscovery #soulsearching #existentialthoughts #innerstruggle

Falling Awake May 23

Soundtrack of Silence

In your wake,
In your silence,
a subtle soundtrack
swarms my head.

The melody of beeping monitors,
The rhythm of knuckles on bed rails,
And the verses, pitched in pain.

They only grow louder, still.

But, grabbing at the void
for any last sound of you,
I hear the wind rushing by
as the world just keeps turning,
I hear the cackling of atoms
that never stopped their motion,
I hear the grass strands
rudely displacing your plot’s dirt,
And reality itself popping
as it rips apart at the seams.

Truth is, I thought I’d feel silent without you,
But it’s grown louder, still.

#grief #loss #pain #death #reflections #silence #spiritual #love #life

Adnan Hasan May 19

Lost in the Currents of Life

"We go through life without knowing where we’re headed… We run from things without understanding why they chase us. We do everything expected of us—except what we truly desire. We speak endlessly, yet imprison the words we long to say. Lost in tales of the past and those we’re living, torn between dreams we cling to and those that slipped away unnoticed. We grow accustomed to all that happens and has happened to us, facing life while neglecting ourselves. Our hearts are wearied by fate’s whims and exhausted by the weight of passing days."

#lostinlife #reflections #deepthoughts #heartfelt #lifequotes #emotionaljourney #selfdiscovery #lostandfound #soulsearching #existentialthoughts