#rusty poems on Hello Poetry

Sam Feb 2017

A Key

Here.
Have this.
It's a key.
But not just any key.
Maybe it's a little rusty, a little old, a little worn.
But it's yours.
And maybe sometimes if you hold it, it jabs into your hand,
But it's yours.
And maybe one day you'll lose that little key,
and you won't know where it went.
But don't worry.
This key is yours.
This key will always be yours.
Because this key, this small, old, rusty key,
is the key to my heart.

#love #heart #romance #key #rusty

cait-cait Nov 2016

zipper

You pretend to zip your lips like
there's even a secret to spill,
as if i couldn't pry open
your mouth like a four
day old rusty paper-
clip
off an
empty
manila
folder

i was so angry when i wrote this but now im so sad..,,,... christ this is a mess

#empty #secret #lips #paperclip #zip #rusty #pry #folder

Viseract May 2016

Rusty Robots

We all fall apart
At the slightest disturbance

#broken #robots #rusty

Leal Knowone May 2016

Beholder

Love is what we decide to see, it can be peace, nirvana.or a rusty blade, uncertainty or empowerment, or all these things.
Love, beauty and perfection are in the eye of the beholder.
The beholder always has outside influences, but the choice is always theirs.
Sometimes we have little control over love's strongest energy taking us over and act out of character.
Making us do thing we may never do.
like a slit neck or inner peace.

#love #peace #beauty #perfect #nirvana #uncertainty #empowerment #blade #eye #rusty

Angelina Mar 2016

The rusty mirror

One, two, three... pop
Pimples, all gone
Brush, brush, brush... swift
Any more imperfections to hide? Nope, all clear

Now tell me mirror, is it pureness that you see?
For this is not me, nor what I intend to be
Watching me grow from dauntless to wanting to appear so dear
Oh how I wish I could polish the years of society's willingness to rule me so utterly
Its' footsteps stomping its' way down my back, still, I persevere...

Tell me mirror, does it hurt?
Does it hurt witnessing me go all the way from oh so untethered to oh no, petrified of every little flaw?
Does it hurt viewing my eyes water as I double-check just to make sure?
To make sure no living soul feels intimidated by natural flaw?
If so, does it tare you little by little inside?

Forced to look me in the eye, whilst the words 'not good enough' appear on my forehead
Does it **** you more more inside as you grow old, glass getting rusty, not being able to tell me how beautiful in fact I am?

#old #reflection #mirror #rusty

Samantha Jun 2015

Can I have my heart back?

Can I have my heart back?
The one I gave you years ago.
It might be collecting dust in the corner
but I understand

Cause you never even knew that you had it all this time.

It might be a little rusty
Even broken in some parts.
But I'll make do.
Because I really need it back.

Someone came along and says he wants it.
But I did not have mine when he asked for it.

So can I please have it back?
Because I finally found someone I can share it with.

#broken #heart #want #need #back #found #share #rusty

Poetic T Feb 2015

Rusty Gold..

Rusty you hide your
Self silently in the woods,
Watching the passing of
Time as nature touches
Upon your body work.

You are from a forgotten
Age of style, now an echo
Of past glories, as your
Tires flat and degraded
Your going no where fast.

A gem in the rough, gold
Worthy of rust, you feel
As this was your graveyard,
But eyes have seen your
Potential, seen beyond the
Surface, beyond your rust.

You will soon ride the road
Once more, you feel the
Air once again flowing over,
The road beneath you, speed
A rush as before, even though
the trailer is coming you can
Smell the tarmac of the road.

#gold #nature #air #rusty

ln Aug 2014

Infinite

I haven't been able to write,
Because I haven't been feeling right.

I tried to think of something positive,
With the hopes that things will turn out ok
But the moon kept sinking,
And the sun kept rising.

Into the horizon I stared,
Hoping for a spark to appear,
A flame to ignite,
A path to be written

I don't know what I want
I don't know what I need
I don't know who I want
I don't know who I need

I don't know
But it's okay
I don't want to know
I don't need to know

I want to make the most
Out of this very moment.

Now, I feel

*Infinite.

#love #life #hopes #infinite #rusty

mark john junor Aug 2014

gods teeth

brokenhearted
but still you took
this rusty nail you call a heart
and slammed into my head

you said you would be a friend to my darkness
you said you would break bread with my rage
so heart beating faster
sweat breaking on brow
still your silent
still your liars book remains unburnt
still your liars house has life
while the twin razors of your eyes stare at me out
of my history
and out of my pain sweet pain
now when you finally did speak
you poured gasoline on my heads fire
and then you ran laughin

it wont be enough to watch a pack
of wild dogs pick your bones clean
their fur matted with your stain
it wont be enough to burn your house to the ground
i'm gonna break its bones in my teeth
i'm gonna eat your world whole
can you feel my teeth on your mind
i'm eating you alive from the inside of your skull

brokenhearted this rusty nail you call
a heart is covered in my innocent blood
your filthy lies dance laughing in my eye
my ***** burn to see your house destroyed
to see your filthy book burn

this rusty nail you call a heart
i'm gonna drive it like a jackhammer into your love
like gods eyes on the hand on the wicked
i'm gonna eat your world whole
break its bones with my teeth
with my darkness
with my rage

("gods teeth" is a curse from the elizabethan era)

#heart #book #burn #house #teeth #rusty