#sunday poems on Hello Poetry

Ron Nov 2017

My lazy Sunday
I spent it all in my bed
It was well worth it

#haiku #short #sunday #lazy #bed

Riley Nov 2017

What happened today was horrible
no words can express how bad
but we stand together because thats what we do
we push through this day becoming stronger than the last
all we can do is spread our love not our hate
because when we choose to spread hate instead of love
we have lost the fight that these kind of people want to start
when we hate we give them the power they so desperately desire
when we spread love we win
we stand together a united state and a united nation
one for the great or good of the people
so however you spread your love
whether it be donating or helping out clean up
or even writing like me
stay strong and know that we can get through this
i love you all

As a texan what happened today was heart breaking. I wrote this for anyone else affected.

#texas #love #sunday

Danielle Bryanton Oct 2017

Yellow Cars

Despite how hard I try,
I can't bring myself to forget what you smell like.
The sound of your voice and the way you smiled,
good morning sounded like the sweetest song.

Despite how easy it seems,
I can't bring myself to sit where we did before.
Talking for hours as the coffee shop closed,
counting yellow cars and sipping on forever.

Despite how much I shouldn't love you,
I am still the girl in the emptying coffee shop.
Sitting by the window,
counting yellow cars and waiting for you.

#missing #someone #love #sunday #movingon #heartbreak #lonely

Danielle Bryanton Oct 2017

On Being Alone

Expose yourself to pain,
let it wash over your body like a long awaited sunrise.
Let it cleanse your blood and
coarse through your veins.

Pain was not created to be fought,
the bite love leaves on the way out.
The heart must hurt
before it begins to heal.

My dear when your world begins to fall,
your hands begin to tremble.
Open your heart
and let the hurt begin to heal you.

#missing #someone #lonely #sunday #evenings #healing

Zoe Oct 2017

Sunday is Gloomy

Second Sunday and the church bell is tolling.
A million black ghosts hover around you,
Perhaps finding the choke of white flowers consoling.
But I know their time of wilting will come soon enough.

How dare they
Bring me here.
A silent scream into the swirls of smoky incense,
Filling the hall with scents of ash and our youth together
For me, pouring just one glass would never make sense.
So they tell me, this will fade.
Don’t force it.
Wait your turn.
But I’d rather stay in your reality than their lies.
So I beg them:
“Please, let me burn.”

#death #mourning #emotional #funeral #gloomy #sunday #dark #loss #suicide

Lynne Oct 2017

stay here

it's sunday morning
i'm sitting at the table
you're still in bed
but i hear the alarm go
you'll be down soon.
i'm the morning person.
i've made you tea,
and myself some coffee
stirred in some honey
some toast
some jam
a few slices of fruit
the birds outside are
joyfully conversing
about their warm
restful evenings.
cars pass our home
and the sunlight
that reaches through
the window begs me
to stay in this infinite
paradise that is a life
with you, my darling
whoever you are
this figment of my
imagination
whom i dream of at the
earliest points of the
day, wishing and waiting
to spend a simple
sunday morning
with you.

listen to "stay here" by rhoda while you read

#sunday #love #single #wish #lgbt

Corey Parsons Oct 2017

Sickening Sundays

On Sundays the creatures
Ooze from their awkward dwellings,
Like fat worms after a downpour,
And rush the City.

They infect silently with their sick eyes,
They brush along your shoulder in passing,
They exchange ***** money,
They cause accidents.

They stare at you from across
Your favorite diners
With black coffee depression
And mutter underneath their breaths:
"This isn't real."

By Corey Parsons

#sunday #grotesque #dismal #dark #strange #uncomfortable

Dori Oct 2017

sunday

It’s 4 in the morning on a Saturday and you haven’t slept in 3 days because you don’t know how to sleep without hearing those three words that you've always so foolishly believed. So you just lay there flat on your stomach with your ear against the mattress, drowning in silence and choking back ***** your stomach is too empty to throw up. At this point the sound of your heart beating at all makes you anxious and confused because how does a guitar make music without any strings? You’re rocking back and forth, tossing and turning trying to escape, but you won’t sleep because yesterday she promised to love you through anything and now you know that when Sunday comes around you will have lost everything.

#saturday #sunday #love #gone

Nienke Sep 2017

Sundaymorning

bet you just didn't love me
but instead you told me
you want something
or something else
it all goes so easy
too easy i guess
one step forward
one step back
and gone, it is
sundaymorning
without a kiss
it's strange that we exist
but we are not there
the feelings, the loss
all left soon enough
everything gone
and i should be happy
to reach for the nothing
the afterlife of myself
like my invisible dreams
there's much more to see
bet there's more than it seems

#gone #sunday

Juansen Dizon Sep 2017

a prayer

i pray.

i pray that i will recover from this illness.
i pray that i will feel the joy, peace, and love
that i’ve been longing for.

i pray.

i pray that i will have the strength to better myself.
i pray that i will never lose hope in times of despair.

i pray.

i pray that i will heal every single day of the rest of my life.
i pray that i will experience less pain and more pleasure every
single day of the rest of my life.

i pray.

i pray that i will think more rationally.
i pray that i will feel that the things around me are real and not
an illusion or a dream.

i pray.

i pray that i will soon get well.
i pray for the belief that i will soon get well.

amen.
amen.
amen.

#depression #prayer #hope #healing #recovery #derealization #mentalillness #mentalhealth #pain #sunday