#scream poems on Hello Poetry

Hebert Logerie 21h

Scream, scream, scream, and scream
Sometimes, you want to scream
But you cannot, you just cannot
You can no longer dream
You just cannot, but you cannot
You cannot eat, you cannot fall asleep
But can only imagine and think deep
Nothing is possibly going right
And you know that you must fight
To go on, because so much is at stake
And you must grab the flag, head or take
The leadership to struggle, to protect
And to save so many. Respect
Is what you earn when you win
Success is what you deserve when
You defeat the hypocrites, the bullies
The wild henchmen, and the enemies
Scream, scream for every human being to be free
Scream, scream and dream of freedom and liberty.

The enemies are alert, arrogant and watching
The serpents are sneaky, deadly and sneering
You must be the best that you can
By being a silent fighter, a brave person
Sometimes, you want to scream
But you can no longer dream
Even though you can't scream, don't give up
Never, never give up, because hope
Is the last resort. And miracles
Will happen to the ones, not at the tables
Because they are now too weak to speak
And too powerless to reach the peak
But do your best to scream internally
Scream inward and mumble to be free
Words cannot be killed and murdered
And words can be silently muttered
All the victims will mumble, in unison, one day
Like the irate thunders of a treacherous storm
To charm the hopeless and to sound the alarm
From a good fight, you shall never walk away
God is always watching and listening
You and I must not be afraid to scream
We must find a way to dream and to ring
The bells of opportunities, to stream
Like the flows of a thawing river in spring
Yes, you and I must stand up to chant and to sing
The songs of success, the words of peace and freedom
So the deaf shall hear and shall overcome
Scream, scream, scream, and dream
To wake up the dead from their dream
Scream, and scream to shatter the armors of the injustice
Scream, scream and scream until the world is in peace.

Copyright © February 2020, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.

#scream #freedom #liberty #peace #injustice #songs #bells #world #words

Sharanya 5d

ANGER

The anger was speaking to me,
I didn't understand why.
On my head, it was too high,
Without a reason making me cry.

It was something I had never known.
Destroyable powers, it hold.
I don't want it to mold–
Me or the world and turn all cold.

Eyes red because of the rage
I hate it so much
'Cause why is it there when I was numb?
It's not even like I hold a grudge.

It's hard to stay quiet
When my brain is the one who screams
Because my rage, sadness and other emotions
Had been all the time a single team.

Just written by someone who cries when angry...

#anger #rage #destroy #hard #cry #power #numb #scream

Sharanya 6d

A DUMB LITTLE GIRL

A dumb little girl you say?
I hope her scars is that you see one day.
The pain she has been through till the date
Is still screaming inside her and forever it may.

#rage #pain #dumb #scars #scream

Moe 6d

Maps Without Names (Unraveled)

folded my fingers into shapes
they didn’t resemble birds
but I imagined flight anyway
you scribbled something on napkins
left them in the glove box
that car is someone else’s now
but I still reach for it
like memory has a latch

the basement was a place
not sacred, just echo-heavy
we taped pieces of ourselves
to the walls
and screamed
not for help
but to hear the echo
then acted like it wasn’t us

I made a compass
out of whatever was left
it spins
I spin
there’s no north
just motion

I’m still tracing maps
they don’t have names
the house doesn’t have a floor
I keep climbing out of myself
trying to feel
something
anything
these words don’t answer
but they’re all I have
I’m sorry
I broke it
I didn’t know what it was

we chased something
light maybe
with jars
it slipped out
your voice didn’t hold
it cracked
under everything we carried

I counted the ceiling
not the tiles
just the breaks
thought maybe
if I touched enough
it would explain itself
but it didn’t
and the silence
was louder than the cracks

I tied string to memory
but it didn’t hold
the knots
unraveled
like everything else

still tracing
still no names
still no end
I tried to redraw the sky
but it stayed
unmoved
these lines
are all I can give
they shake
I shake
I’m sorry
I lost it
I thought I could protect it

this isn’t healing
it’s just movement
falling
forward
out of whatever I thought
would catch me
the glass broke
but your face stayed
framed
by something
I can’t name

we are
maps
hearts
lines
none of them finished
but we try
we try
we try
again

#secret #unravel #hear #scream #pieces #memory #someone #fingers

Moe Aug 11

The Language Breaks Like Bone Under Weight

wrong
no
not me
you think me into a shape that splits at the seams
skin folds inside-out
teeth where the eyes should be

your thought is a cage made of guesses
bars bending inward
cutting my ribs each time you remember me wrong
blood pooling in letters you’ll never read

stop
stop
stop
you’re sewing me together with rusted wire
hands too eager, eyes too blind
each stitch a scream I can’t get out of my throat

I am not the doll you built in the dark
I am the rot beneath it
the smell in the walls
the shadow that won’t match your light

think of me again and I’ll splinter in your skull
leave splinters in your hands when you try to pull me out
you’ll bleed thinking my name

#stop #beneath #scream #throat #together #eyes

Irelyn Thorne 7d

Loud

I yearn for the day
That these
Soundproof chambers
Won't scream so
Inescapably loud

How does one escape what they don't want to be?

#soundproof #scream #innerself #plea

Moe Sep 27

too thin to scream

I only smile when I lie
not because I want to deceive
but because the truth feels like gravel in my mouth
sharp, dry, impossible to swallow
I smile because it’s easier than explaining
why I haven’t slept in three days
or why I flinch when someone says
“you seem better.”
I smile when I say “I’m okay,”
even though my chest feels like it’s caving in
like someone forgot to build the beams right
like the air is too thick to breathe
but too thin to scream through
I smile when I say “I’m happy for you,”
even though something inside me
is clawing at the walls
begging to be seen
begging to be heard
begging to be anything but polite
I smile when I say “I forgive you,”
even though I still wake up
with your name stuck in my throat
like a splinter I can’t cough out
I smile when I say “I love you,”
even though I don’t know
what love is anymore
even though I think it might be
just another word people use
to make silence feel less empty
I smile because it’s what people expect
because it’s what I’ve trained my face to do
when my heart is folding in on itself
when my thoughts are too loud
to say out loud
I smile because the truth
is too raw
too ugly
too much
And I don’t know how to be
too much
without scaring everyone away

#scream #breather #you #forgot #feels #breathe #smile #deceive #poem

Jkiroskmdkwipsmzaq Aug 6

Door

There’s this door,
A brown one for sure
It has a habit of slamming really loud,
Enough to reach a whole crowd
Yet it does not always shut with anger,
My sister hopped out of it and it lay silently with no stagger!
Yet it always screams when I exit it,
What have I done to deserve a door to yell out of it’s wit?
At me that is?

Ignore my silly rhymes

#door #yell #silly #rhyme #scream #object

Atticus Jul 30

Shattered Dreams

I’ve seen her once in shattered dreams,
A flicker drowned in silent screams.
She passed me by—untouched, unknown,
Yet carved her name into my bone.

She never looked, she never saw
The way her absence split my jaw.
I stitched her face from scraps of air,
And filled the gaps with quiet prayer.

She was never mine—
Not even close.
But something in her
Felt like home.

I don’t know her,
Not the way I need.
But still she haunts
My every plead.

She walks through me in every crowd,
Too bright, too soft, too far, too loud.
I memorized the way she breathes
Though she’s never even spoken to me.

I’ve built a shrine from passing glances,
A temple forged from phantom chances.
One smile and I’d lose my mind—
But she keeps her gaze,
And leaves me blind.

If she knew—
Would she run?
Would she scream?
Would she come undone?

She isn’t mine.
She never will be.
But still I wait
Where no one sees me.

I never touched her...
But some nights,
I still wake up
smelling her on my hands.
Her lips still burn on my neck.

She breathes through the cracks in me.
She dances in static and screen glow.
She’s never come home—
but I never let her go.

She leaves a trail of broken glass in my head—so I follow it barefoot, like an idiot in love.

#love #longing #haunting #flesh #touch #peel #rotten #burn #lips #scream