#searching poems on Hello Poetry

Andy Chunn Feb 17

Just who we are, we may not know
We’ve traveled far, but more to go
I think we’re lost, but maybe not
At any cost, use what we’ve got

Report the time, and send the mail
Stop on a dime, when ideas fail
We lost the day, we cost the man
What will we say, do what we can

It seems to me, no matter what
Some things will be, some things will not
You search and seek, try not to fail
The boat may leak, but on we sail

So busy life, goes on each day
With daily strife, we find our way
It’s never clear, we’re never sure
With trembling fear, we will endure

#endurance #perseverance #searching #continuance

Writeability Feb 14

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Anything
Everything
You can get through it

I am the light
Come,
find me

Darkness surrounds
Your mind
Buried
Deep
Under the earth's soil

Shadows exposed across the walls
A man with an axe
A guillotine
A dark angel broken in half

Come find me

Ebony skies
Charcoal clouds above
No stars in sight
It's a moonless night(mare)
You can't see where the path leads

Come to me

Fear of falling pulls you back
You can't move
Frozen in place
Terrified

When you fear me,
The light
You will never see

When you fight through your fear
The black will begin to fade

Opening your eyes
You see it
your true self

Dark as can be
Clever
And callous
Full of nothing but malice

Or...

Frightened
Yet caring
Empathetic
And strong?

A tiny step forward
Your journey begins
Slowly but surely
You're finding your light

Within

This came out quickly and doesn't sit quite right. Any thoughts or comments would be greatly appreciated.

#light #darkness #shadows #searching #fear #balance

Lostling Jan 31

Balloon

Lost and lonely I drift

Wandering through hazy days

Looking for the chubby little fingers

That used to tug me around with laughter

Short poem. I was sad.

#attachment #loss #nostalgia #searching #yearning #past

Malia Jan 27

taste the waves

i race across the boardwalk and
i taste the waves,
throw my phone into the ocean and
find some form of freedom—
whatever’s left will do! I’d do
anything to find out who i’m supposed
to be, i guess that should be me,
but i’ve never met that girl
(𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘦?)
so instead i keep running and
you might ask from what but
only the Lord knows that and maybe
my tide-worn mother too but once
she tried to tame the frizz out
of my hair but it didn’t work because
she never expected to have a firecracker
for a daughter, 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘳
𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦, but i left that all behind so i could
race across the boardwalk
and taste the waves, but now
i am here and somehow the salt
tastes bitter.

#family #freedom #mother #bitter #youth #change #searching #identity

The Poetic Architect Jan 5

Hidden

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Life drains me,
And as I search for the reasons,
I find only myself to blame.
The choices I made,
The chances I let slip away,
The endless wandering that carried me too far.

For a time, I hated myself.
I cried tears not meant for me,
Carried burdens that weren’t mine to bear,
And still, they left me—
Alone.
The pain lingers,
But you never abandoned me.

My strength comes from you.
My joy, too.
And as I lie in the quiet,
I sleep wrapped in your embrace,
You cover me,
You rescue me.

Is it only me you bless?
Is your grace meant for me alone?
What must I prove to myself
When my heart no longer beats
in rhythm with your approval?

May I never miss my portion,
The rainbows you’ve already prepared for me.
For when I laid my heart bare,
You found it.

You brought it back to life,
So that now,
I can love you more than I love myself,
More than those I hold dear.

Does it matter if my tears run dry for them?
Will eternity slip away
if I choose what you do not desire?
When will I find myself again?
When will my soul be satisfied?

#poetry #searching #found

Odd Odyssey Poet Dec 2024

last train

my fingers, desperately tracing – tear through the fabric of my sheets;
in my dreams people recite such beautiful poems... oh, how I wish I
could have written them all down. i fought myself in a dream battling
my own spirit to awaken, but all I was able to write down was...

silence!

now, I yearn to return to that ephemeral instant, riding the rails of my
mind – a train of thought; aboard a back train seeking the lost echoes
of my backed-up thoughts.

that last train to find a another poem!

#dreams #train #searching #poetry #beauty

SavannahMcmanus Dec 2024

Excuse Me

Excuse me, mister, can you tell me where I am got lost somewhere between my dreams and reality. I've been gone for way too long. Trying to chase a shadow of a man who made me take a wrong turn, I lost myself in the smoke coming from that bowl he had been passing around. I tried to save myself, but both my feet collapsed, and now the devil is holding me down. I can't get up. Made one too many mistakes guess I have to lie in the bed I made.
Excuse me, ma'am, can you help me? I've been looking all over this town for a girl, have you seen her? She looks like me, only happier. I fell in love with a wannabe gangsta who took me on a high-speed chase, then he left me stranded. Swapped me out with a girl who only wants him for the smoke I got lost in.
Now it's time to find my way back to where I belong. But I still have my vices that I'm fighting there's no point in hiding it. Why can't I have it just for a little while? I need just enough time to get back on my feet. Then I'll leave it in the dust where it belongs.
I'm going to show everyone what I'm made of. I'm stronger than before; no more lies they tell everyone. They're just mad that I got out alive and left them in the past. I'm not looking back. I've lived, and I've loved there were even lessons learned. Going to start putting myself first. Not going to be making any more wrong turns, so I'll catch you later. I hope you'll get what you deserve.
Never gave up, never lost hope. I finally found where I belong. I got back home. I fought for my life, barely hanging on, but I won. I survived this war within my soul, finally free of all the hurtful memories. I'm back to being me.

#past #excuseme #searching #leaving #newme

showyoulove Dec 2024

Imagination

"Our way of thinking is attuned to the Eucharist; and the Eucharist, in turn, confirms our way of thinking". -- St. Irenaeus

Who can know the mind of God
Or plumb the depths of his wisdom?
What song can rise to Heaven's height
Or word can aptly describe Him?
Such mysteries plague the mind of man
No simple solution for this searching soul
It slips away like water through the hand
And loathe are we to relinquish control
We look upon the Eucharist with grateful thanksgiving
And offer graciously our petition and praise
For the purest act of love: life-giving
This source of food and drink in the form of bread and wine
Transcends and crosses through both mortal and divine
In this life-giving and purely creative force
I find my own creative imagination's source

#eucharist #searching #imagination #understanding #god #christian

Moncrieff Dec 2024

Cracked Goblet

footprints lie; not the first,
    bound to this torrid thirst,
desperate to be quenched,
    though heath and meadow drenched.

knelt; cupping at puddles,
   the clumsy hand muddles,
disturbs the dirt and then,
    tainted water; once again.

full moon appears at night,
    reveals fate in its light,
beg the tides "refresh my cup",
    answered prayer. still looking up.

#depression #lost #sad #loss #seeking #searching #answers #rhyme