#rough poems on Hello Poetry

Frances Marie Aug 2017

Where do I begin?
Why do I try every time you say "it's fine"?

I can't tell anymore with the feelings I receive.
First it's something I have to believe,

Believe in what? A sign that I cannot see?
Why should I be naive?

Nothing make sense the more I think about the contradictions.
Do they even synchronize; our emotions?

I cannot tell.
Not until you yell.

It doesn't have to go on for so long,
So why must we chase something if it seems like we don't belong.

Our friendship is an unresolved issue.
Always getting ready to argue.

Will our years of friendship be the same?
I care for you, but do you only feel sick around me?

I've made my mistake,
but I plan to get back into shape.

I want to confront you but will it make it worse?
Am I now on a high horse?

You tell me all of my flaws,
all of these laws-

Like it's a word for word scripture.
I always need to re sculpt;

Just to fit your mold of ideas.

I'm not trying hard enough,
yet my efforts don't matter through the rough.

I just seem too broken for you.
Or maybe, as always, I'm just making up you view.

I just have bad anxiety and jump to conclusions too soon.

#anxiety #friendship #naive #fine #anymore #rough #mad #scripture #sculpt #mold

Jade Jul 2017

Nights

The nights are cold
The roads are rough
But tremble not
You know you're tough
The fact you've put in effort is enough
It's ok to sit back, enjoy, and laugh

The nights are long
The journey gets tough
You brace yourself
Enough, you think, is enough
You put your foot down
And stomp real hard
You've come this far
They'll just have to let you pass

#nights #long #rough #tough #life #journey #hard #moving #on

IPM Jul 2017

Error

This skin is rough
my hands have calusses,
and wounds lie all around
my eyes have bags
and the analysis
shows talent not yet found.

Because all I grasp
all my work
and everything I glance
just rots away
falls in decay
and dies in my rough hands.

I truly am talentless

#skin #rot #rough #hands

Sam M Gladen Jul 2017

Affirmations

It's been a long time coming,
These feelings deep inside,
Bursting forth,
Willing themselves into the world
To change the way we see,
The relationship between,
You and me.

I hate your stupid ******* face.

#*** #thing #relationship #rough

Harry Roberts Jul 2017

What's in Between

**** me,
Love me,
Tape me
Snap me.

Share me
Bite me,
Tie me up
And slap me.

Break my heart,
Give me Pain (.) Pleasure.
Slap me, **** me
In equal measure.

Break my heart,
Like you did once
& given the chance you pounce
Want to treat me like a dunce.

Hell, I been there more than once.

Love me
Caress me,
Make me whole,
Don't break me.

Make me yours
Between your jaws,
Break me free
& inspire me.

Mend my Heart,
Give pleasure and love,
In blissful equal measure,
Kiss me, love me
Break me free
& hug me.

Heaven, only when I let it be.

Written off the top of my head. Some profanity, I apologise. Sounds clunky to me, though I don't want it to flow exactly, if you understand me.
)0(

#random #rough #love #lost #accepted #newlove #truelove

Anna Grace May 2017

November Ache

November night so cold it shook our bones
Our friends out in the grass, singing new age songs
You kept talking about the stars;
I couldn’t stop staring at your eyes.
Who needs lights when the moon was so bright,
Even the insects felt something in the air that night.
In the light, it’s funny how far it seemed
When you sat by me on the couch
We watched a movie that made you laugh,
But all i could think was how close you were to me.
I was left behind to clear my mind,
I had no space for dreams
How could i dream when the only thing running through my head
Was your laugh, the grass, and the stars?
Now November ends but my heart was left in it,
my heart, your laugh, and the stars.

#november #seasons #nights #rough #draft

Alaska Apr 2017

Untitled

you're the gem I've been looking for in this rough called
life.

#oldie #gem #rough #life #sad #love #friendship #hardship

Patrice Diaz Mar 2017

Discouragement

I had a light in me
It shone so bright that people could see what was inside
I talked about things that I loved religiously
And I clearly knew what I wanted to do

I did not give two *****
About what anyone thought of my work
Until I found myself wanting recognition
I asked people to tell me what was good and what was bad

I saw no wrong in that
Neither did they
Until I realized that I craved for compliments
I craved the praise

It was not for bad intentions
I wanted to get better
I wanted to be heard
I wanted the world to know me

But slowly, I became obsessed
I started relying on people
I relied on them to tell me my work is good
While I no longer believed in myself

The more they told me it was not good enough;
That I was not good enough
My light started to dim
And discouragement was staring me right in the face

I spent so long minding what everyone else thought of me
That I forgot the reason I was doing what I was doing
I listened to what everybody wanted me to do
I pushed aside the things that I wanted to do for myself

#poem #poetry #passion #writing #light #rough #freehand #discouraged #discouragement #patricediaz