#repetition poems on Hello Poetry

Life's a Beach Jan 2016

Nothing

My greatest fear is probably my strangest secret
I'm scared of feeling nothing
This is not just a casual grammatically incorrect statement
I fear nothingness.

I fear a taken breath without the joy or
pain of living which joins with it.
I fear not wanting
not loathing
not feeling
I fear Nothing.

#nothing #repetition

Em Jan 2016

All That Matters

Why?
She tells me I'm wrong.
He tells me nothing.
You
care...

Why?
She criticizes my work.
He criticizes my leadership.
You
praise me...

Why?
She apologizes for being jealous.
He apologizes for doubting me.
You
smile and call me crazy...

Why?*
She remains victorious.
He remains wrapped around her demands.
But You
are all that matters...

To the one who keeps me smiling on my most miserable days.

#love #happiness #smile #questions #miserable #emotions #important #paranoia #repetition

Christian Bixler Jan 2016

Young Love

Many scoff when they hear of
things, said or done too often
for their palate. But the power
of the act lies not in repetition,
or its absence, but in the act
itself, whether it be performed
once, or a thousand, thousand
times, for as long as there is one
among the throng who is willing
to open himself once more to
wonder, the power of the act will
continue, forever, and for eternity.

#love #power #cliche #joy #wonder #repetition

Kay Dec 2015

Hourglass

Pretty Boy calls my body “Hourglass”
Funny, I’m not the one wasting my time.

(He got some things right, though. My body is not soft. My body is not fruit. My body is hard. My body takes its time.)

Pretty Boy wants a grain of sand; doesn’t care that he has to break the whole thing to get it.

While he’s at it, Pretty Boy takes more than he originally intended. Takes more than he was offered.

He Takes
and takes
and takes

and doesn’t give a ****.
He broke that too.

Now I’m all washed up in this lake of glass.
Well, it’s a good thing he likes long walks on the beach.
Or ***** as he calls it
“it,” of course, being me.

Pretty Boy knows exactly what not to say
to get me to sleep with him
Pretty Boy is confused
wants to know why I 'do not like' him.

Now I could tell Pretty Boy:

A. that I like girls
B. that I’m seeing someone
C. that I’m just not interested.
D. that I —-

But this is not multiple choice.
This is extended response.

One where I repeat the same thing

over
and over
and over

to all the Pretty Boys.

Step 1. Get catcalled for the tenth time this month
Step 2. Get real ******' angry about it
Step 3. Write a poem

Intended to be spoken word but whatevs

#gender #angry #feminism #slampoetry #spokenword #repetition #catcall #harassment

TrinaMisa Nguyen Nov 2015

repetition

Your lips gave me a taste of *******
******* that replaced that vital sweetness
Sweetness that began to take reign
Reign of all the thoughts I conjured

Begging for more, I became desperate
Desperate for another taste from you
You gave me hope with low key lies
Lies and promises are now tainted with you

After you left and came back
Back with that false hope you gave
Gave me a feeling of anger and desire
Desire was never a favorable feeling

I must move on from the past
Past the kisses and sweet talks
Talks of our passions and hidden secrets
Secrets that still walk around in my mind

repetition for the ways those number of ways he hurt me // happy he's not in my life anymore

#love #heartbreak #broken #depression #life #hurt #brokenheart #repetition

Neex Oct 2015

''Not Just A Repetition''

When did it become,
So hard to write?

How could the words,
Leave my mind?

Everything is confusing now,
What was once so easy,
Gives me anxiety now,
I feel like,
Everything is in pieces now,
It all happened so fast,
But,
Why* now?

I feel like this is not the end,
Things might get worse,
In the end,
I'll be empty,
When I get to the end,
If there is one;
Is there an end to this?

I need you more than ever now,
But you have,
More important things now,
That you have to think about,
Now.

It ***** how things are,
I knew it wouldn't last,
Not forever.

You're always on my mind,
This pain can't erase you.

I hope you're alright,
I don't mean to worry you,
But you're got me worried out of my mind.

You're not hurting me,
But you're the only person,
That can take the hurt away;
But that's not why I miss you.

I miss you 'cause,
**Your presence completes me.

I'm short of words now.

#falling #old #crashing #same #hurting #again #repetition #bawling

Sydney Marie Sep 2015

Same Old, Same Old

something came along
and now?
now i feel its going to be like

Every

Other

Time.

#love #poetry #stupid #lust #repeat #loud #beginnings #lame #repetition #boring