#them poems on Hello Poetry

Solaces Apr 2015

Down stormy road..
Let me begin to imagine the sunny day with you..
Its strange..
I can't seem picture the sunny day in such a storm..
Its as if I have forgotten what it was like..
But I do see us walking in the rain..
Its cold at first but we soon get use to it..
The rain stops and the lightning dances across the sky from cloud to cloud..
I remember us leaving and never arriving..
Without destination..
The leaving storms in the distance leave such a blue for my eyes..
I call it Storm on the horizon blue..
That is where I see us..
Running with the lightning in the sky..

You are my storm..

#blue #storm #us #them

f Apr 2015

then — now

I've been walking carefully around the things that still smell like you
Just in case you come back
I know how much you hate messy, I'm sorry

I still looking at my door like you're going to storm through it
and poor all over me
are you really coming back?

#them

Julia Aubrey Mar 2015

"The Way Things Are"

I love the way a person can be spotted from the other side of the room without even trying.
It's like the earth breathing, wind beating against my windows as it's sighing.
They're just as all other things are,
outstanding without ever really standing out.
Yet they do.
Somehow they just caught your eye, and drew you in.
Like the stars in the nighttime blue, one standing out more than the other even if they all look exactly the same.
Since when did the pavement of dust and dirt decide to be walked upon?
Without, what would support?
That's the thing, it didn't, it couldn't.
It just is.
Just like they didn't choose to stand out, but they did.
Just like you don't feel like anyone sees you, or that anyone cares to admire you delicate face.
You are inspiring to someone without ever lifting a single finger,
and that can't be too bad honestly.
All you do is exist, and you mean the world to someone.
You complement everything without ever deciding to accessorize anything, and I guess that's just the way things are.

(j.a.r.)

#love #life #stars #you #earth #exist #wellbeing #finding #them #complement

Eve Feb 2015

Fear

Fear is but a sentiment
The weak holds for being what they are,
For being what they made themselves.*
-fir.m

#self #fear #weak #becoming #them #holds #sentiment

Endless Horizon Feb 2015

Their Greater Good

Those people,
Doing things
That they shouldn't do.
Those people.
By day, oblivious
By night, nuisances
To us.
I feel guilty for even
Saying a word
I feel like a gossipmonger.
But, like all things that seem bitter.
It's for the greater good...

Their greater good.

Something happened recently.

#why #people #bad #drinking #influence #stuff #them #underage

Q Feb 2015

"Nadia."

"Nadia"
"Hope," it means.
"Beautiful," they say.
"Kind," she is.
"Caring," they are.

"Nadia."
She is the ever-hopeful,
The triply beautiful,
The very kindhearted,
The infinitely caring.

"Nadia"'s.
They are the unendingly positive,
The unfairly lovely,
The unduly affable,
The unfailingly kind.

"Nadia," oh, how she shines
So brightly, so comfortingly.
"Nadia," oh, how she loves
Without judgement or favor.
But I am not "Nadia."

I am Nadia.

#sad #life #pain #hope #you #me #them #nadia

Holly Feb 2015

Pierce The Veil

I let you down and
I started to run,
Never meant to be your pain
Oh my god, What have i become?

#love #them

Lenore Lux Jan 2015

Shyly, She Said, "Wait. I've always loved you."

I wish that I, too, had cute pictures of you from the Summer

but the Summer it was cool to have a camera on ya phone,

I was flying solo, kicking rocks alone, rocks in my pocket broke

That rag dress, that head mess, I swear your hair made you look like a

puppy, I remember because on nights as sweet as this,

rain and wind kissin my fingertips throwing back beer on the balcony

my brain produces the chemical of unrequited love and

I’m transported to you wherever in time, without a vessel

Honeybee, I am the vessel that retains the best of you

in my pulse, and you as you stop believing, I believe in

#love #time #unrequited #free #travel #them #feels #concept