#solo poems on Hello Poetry

Zee Jul 1

Love is like a curse.
Making me believe.
In things I haven't felt.

My heart is a muscle.
So it must have a memory.

Of somebody's love.
Lost long ago.

Only there is no beating heart.
No unsaid remark.

No last chance.
No last dance.

It turns out.
I'm getting pretty good.
At this solo act.

Love is like a curse.
Never to be broken.

It only breaks me.
Until there is no memory.

Curse this love.
Curse this heart.

For making me believe.
In what's untrue love.

Where's the only thing I've felt.
Is this cursed love.

#curse #love #heart #memory #believe #solo #cursed #felt #broken #untrue

Bardo 4h

When Star Wars came to Ireland

When Star Wars came to film in Ireland (in County Kerry the Blasket islands)
I wanted a part
I wanted to be like Darth (Vader)
I told them I knew the whole Star Wars Universe off by heart
From Ken Kenobi's desert hideout to Hans Solo's Big Bird, the Maltese Falcon
And the big chewy chap Wuzzy Bear
And the lovely Princess Leah with her lovely bunned up hair
I told them I could be Bard the wise old Shaman poet
At least I'd be better than that old **** Yoda
Well they looked at me a bit awry
I thought to myself "I got a bad feeling about this"
They turned me down, said maybe another time
I warned them "I might turn to the Dark Side"
I would have reached for a Blaster only I was already fairly plastered
They started to bundle me out the door
I was strugglin' and shouting "Yea Yoda Old Toadface
Get your hands off me, I'm talkin' Toad here man.... I'm talkin' Toad..."

Star Wars was great, at least the first three movies I kinda lost it after that. Apologies to Yoda, he was actually quite good too. A bit of fun.

#obi #kenobi #hans #solo #chewbacca #princess #leia

romgur73 Mar 28

Lamentablemente

Y él te toca y toca
Sabe el sabor de tu rica boca
Mientras veo en la ventana
Lamentablemente nada

#amor #solo #spanish #espaol

Jeremy Betts Jan 1

~•§•~ Happy New Year? ~•§•~

It's twelve something in the morning
A vague block of time past
The empty celebration
I meander outside
Hopelessly alone,
Just me and a cigarette
And when it burns out,
No longer lit
I'll then yell and scream
Louder than I can
Untill my voice gives up on me too
Finally leaving me
And I can no longer
Even call upon a whisper
As I make the biggest decision of my life...
...at least up to this point...
To go solo for what's left of this venture
Where I hope to discover
Me
The entity
That I've heard called Jeremy

©2025

#new #beginnings #hopeless #alone #screaming #loud #final #solo #discovery #venture

Nick Moore Jan 17

A series of events

We were going
To go
Out,
But tiredness
Changed your mind.
“You go,”
You said,
So casually kind.

Not sure I'll enjoy this,
Maybe no one
There
I
Know.
But whatever
I’ll just enjoy the show.

I order a drink,
Mingle with the crowd,
The band comes on,
It’s deafening, loud.

I start to unwind,
Feel the rhythm’s heat,
Body swaying,
Jumping feet.

I lose myself in music’s flow,
But it ends, oh, too soon.
The crowd calls for more,
Like wolves
Howling at the moon.

#solo

Jeremy Betts Nov 2024

~•§•~ Where's the Choice? ~•§•~

Feeling forced to
Live through
An impossible scenario
I'm someone who
Finds it hard to
Find anything but static on the radio
All this blue
Is nothing new
42 seasons of the same show
A tandem dive done solo
The sign says shallow
Margin for error narrow
But ***** it, here I go
'Look out below'

©2024

#escape #forced #impossible #static #blue #shallow #solo #narrow

Jeremy Betts Jul 2024

~•§•~ Ask Me Latter If It Was Worth It ~•§•~

Open up you say
Sure,
I'd love too
If even just for a little something new
A simple change of view
Although to keep this bit of honesty true,
I should tell you,
I don't necessarily care for this solo walkthrough
I'm a little tired of the empty echo in this venue
But,
Allowing someone in isn't worth another self worth issue
See,
One can be a lonely number, but so can two

©2024

#open #loveless #new #view #honest #true #solo #trespassing #venue #lonely

Jeremy Betts Jun 2024

~•§•~ Thinking with the Wrong Head ~•§•~

...I mean, where do I begin?
Her toxin,
It has me locked in
Open to every sin
A reckless passion
Electrifying the skin
She reminds me softly through a coy grin
That there's no rules but she likes the discipline
So I jumped in
Just for it to be a solo swim
Don't trust a whim

©2024

#toxin #locked #open #passion #electrifying #skin #rules #discipline #coy #solo

Steve Page Sep 2023

Solos

I love solos.
The courage to stand out front, in front of those consigned to the choir, acknowledging the support they provide with a gracious wave, but not afraid to take the acclaim justly due, front stage.

I love solos.
They celebrate breakthrough, on cue drawing attention away from the typical duets, the quartets, the ensembles, tempering a tendency to celebrate humble, to focus on a singular achievement and an agreement that this is a voice worth listening to.

I love solos.
So step out, take a bow
and make it loud.

Discussing singleness.

#solo #single