Amanda May 30
The poet's heart is full of adoration
Quietly observant, yet unaware
Yearning to spread joy throughout the globe
Show every last person how much it does care.

To be viewed for the rarity it truly is
Also partly hidden out of sight
Timid, reluctant to uncover all colors
In a world that sees only in black and white.
Yes we are extraordinary creatures
kelly jane Nov 2017
Loosing strength at a notice of a glance
Trembling at the sound of mockery
Ceased breath at the presence of silence
Speeding heart at the face of pressure
Loosing words at the speaking edge
I feel, when expressing you

Till when Will you stop
Hunting my mind and soul
Creeping through every piece of me
I got no shield to keep you away
I got no sword to fight you
But a pill of determination
And a grain of courage
As the sea waves flows away
I hope to see you leave
Standing up and facing each day with courage is better than living years of timidity. Even the world forgets you when you close up yourself
Nandan Sharma Oct 2017
She
I am unaware of her smell,
unaware how her touch would feel,
unaware of her thoughts.
She approached me
with someone by her side
and grinned in my face,
ignorant of my suffocation.
My legs were shaking,
I felt cramped.
I felt substandard.
I always feel substandard.
Her countenance doesn't cheer me up anymore.
Cant watch her from a vantage point all my life.
Fatigued of seeking unfounded pleasures.
My timidness has started to shatter me.
I felt envious of my libido
surrendering her loins at someone else's service,
being gleeful
in the only life she would have,
in the only life i would have.
Nandan Sharma Oct 2017
I know the wicked
In me.
I know the decent
In me.
I know the timid
In me.
I know the endurer
In me.
No, I don't know,
Which one would last.
Allison K Sep 2017
Would you rather hear the truth,
or be lied to?
To protect your precious timid heart,
or to accept the harsh truth?
Ksjpari Aug 2017
Remote area where there is no screen
Timidity rules alone trying to save skin.
Of all evils in the creation under discipline
Timidity  – a curse – is like a Saccharin.
Sugary as tweet, booming as a violin
Wicked as a fox, ill-mannered as Bedouin;
Timidity sneaks secretly physique within
And remains there undisturbed and akin.
When obligatory duty or slog is seen
Sharpens us, whet us till found Lenin.
This makes us skinny, lanky and thin.
Living timid for me is no than a sin.
Hence precaution must be taken, O Kin!
Timidity, a severe knight, should not reign
Over us from beginning to let out jinn.
I am developing a new style of writing poetry where ending words of a line rhyme with one another, at least in last sound. I named it Pari Style. Hope readers will like it. Thanks to those invisible hands and fingers which supported and inspired me to continue my efforts in my new, creative, artistic and innovative “Pari” style. Thanks for your inspiring, kind, soft fingers.
Gretchen Lynch Jul 2017
The beautiful mind you possess
Has an overwhelmingly
Breathtaking surface
And I can't help but dream
Of what is below
Above are waves of beauty and impact
The shoreline has infinite pieces of glimmering sea glass
But beyond where my hips can reach
Is a world I long -
With every part of me -
To know, feel, understand, and love
A longing so real
But I'm too timid to dive
Wyatt Aug 2016
I've spent much of my life alone,
so forgive me if I'm timid.
I've felt doomed for awhile now,
so forgive me if I feel like I'm finished.
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