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Kody dibble Mar 2015
****** bayonet, nurturing fallen stays,
Get inside the pressure,
Fall inside the lines,

If the sunshine was in my way,
I'd climb that mountain high,

The reasons that doubt lives,
Is found within his eyes,

She dances,
Soft,
To the rythme,
Inside,

People with hearts,
Made from glass blocks cut from fine sand,
Dounce, I say again,
All I cannot say
Strange
NeroameeAlucard Mar 2015
You are what you are
no bypassing the issue
And if you force change on someone
the issue is you

we all were created to be something
from the addicts to the presidents
for those that may be wondering
hopeless nerds and the awkward
are who I represent

Me? I'm a hardened cynical writing fiend
inking and abusing pages like schoolly D when he asked, P.S.K. what does it mean
you won't find this engrossing
as I'm prone to bouts of vicious self loathing

You? well clearly you must like what I write
I personally don't see why but hey that's alright
but then you always are your own worst critic
So even though I may think I'm dumber than a post tied to a box of rocks
you may see something different

Bottom line is, we all are something unique and strange
because of this humans should try to engage
the idea of being loving and not war hungry ******
because who know how long we have until the final curtain call
And when the author's pen makes that last click
heatherlyheather Mar 2015
I hate feet, but shoes are stupid.
You look so sweet, but your heart is broken.
Get your life together,
That's what they tell you.
Get your life together,
That's what they say.

Trying to make ends meet,
While staying simple.
Paper or plastic?
They never ask anymore.
And what ever happened to
Face-to-face communication?
Maybe I'm too strange for it all.

I just want to do what I want.
Stop telling me what's right and what's wrong.
Sometimes I like pasta for breakfast.
Lunch tastes so good in the morning,
Don't you think?
NeroameeAlucard Mar 2015
I've
Cracked
at
the
seams
I
Can't
find
out
what
these
dreams
mean
I
don't
understand
why
my
mind
keeps
becoming
so
underhanded
Playing
tri­cks
on
my
consciousness
Can't
for
once
it
just
go
away.
Francine Young Mar 2015
Odd
The sky always kept its word
She had seen Jupiter's approach,
Her nights lay heavy across the sky
She giggled, she daydreamed
She was odd.
Ishita Mar 2015
I watched him go away
An eerie silence engulfed me
No,not just like that
Words came but stopped midway

Mistakes,some here some there
Stay,my heart echoed
He traced his steps
In thin air,and vanished

Someone like the bright sunshine
Came in my life with an unusual vibe
Picturesque was he,
Like a moonlit night

So we stood apart
A promise broken by an eye contact
Alone shall we live in this mystery land
A dream of us walking hand in hand

And very soon
You become a hallucination
Are you there or are you not?
Questions my empty heart

I am still living
Surviving unknowingly
Smiling only at our throwbacks
Rest is blur and unclear

My tears have dried
Still alarmingly fresh are my memories
They hit me,jolt me,tear me apart
Like a scary bolt of lightning

And by each passing day
My prayers for you widen
May your life brighten
Is all I murmur

Buzzing starts my day
Without you my songs play
My face is calm and at peace
But my heart still bleeds

Your one sole look
Can **** me apart
My mistakes again
Being reborn

What left's now
Is all grey and dark
A quenching tale
An eerie silence
Looking forward to my Hello Poetry journey!
#FirstPoemOnHelloPoetry
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                            I have no good words to say
                             Ive been lost and misused
                                Im as mad as a hatter
                       As the knife ran off with the spoon
                  The mouse it said they have gone to bed
                         To dream themselves together
               And the mouse skittered under the cupboard
                   Some would scream but i just chuckle
                               For the mouse is me
                             And what right you see
                       Do i have to want him to leave.
Kody dibble Mar 2015
You see, that,
Only you can see that,
You can see,
That you can,
Can you see?
That? Can you?

I've known what you were after,
Like a bald sky slowly swallowing decay,
Like a broken finger in the middle of somewhere,
Waiting on Tuesday, to bring back Friday

Blind men,
Blind facts,
Blind time,
Blind reasons to void the days end,
To be something to someone,
To live a life free
Right Wrong Right Wrong
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