#whole poems on Hello Poetry

rk Jun 2019

one

during those twilight hours
the moon gazed upon us
and blushed,
not knowing
where you ended
and i began.

- your soul pours out of mine with each word i write.

#love #lost #heartbreak #sadness #lonely #soulmate #whole #collision #moonlight

Kornél Paróczai Jun 2019

Several days went by uneventful
Every once in a while she isn't resentful
I cannot find an explanation,
A motive for her motivation

Mysterious, as she is,
There's something behind the scenes
But why is there no consistency?
How is she lonely so casually?

She baffles me, unreprihansible
The only one to me, unreadable
There must be a reason why,
She doesn't try and she doesn't cry

She encloses herself, a princess of ice
Yet when she's herself, she flies
Something is definitely holding her back,
I wonder if one day, she might crack

We all know that one girl

#love #girl #relationship #depression #whole #woman #deep #dark #alone #sad

fiachra breac Jun 2019

to the girl whom words meant nothing:

"words mean nothing," you hope -
in your anger, bile, and tears.

you've poured out your heart
with paper, and pen, and keyboard, and playlist, and life.

moulding great civilisations and intricate portraits and new lives and companions and loves.

you sew yourself together,
scattered fragments from your terror,
weaving a tapestry to replace your skin.

peel off the layers,
scrape away your pain

patching up wounds with words:
bandages from poems,
dressings from that play.

burn, burn bright as the stars in the sky -
distant and dying and alone.

shine, shine like that light on your desk...

_____________

you edit, and change
constantly revising
the story in your head -

and I think that's okay.

december 3rd 2018 // nollaig 3ú 2018

song lyrics?

#sorry #love #loss #and #*** #whole #lot #more

Yuki Jun 2019

Make me heal

You are the air
which fills my lungs.
What a pity it is
that I am asthmatic
and find it hard
to let you in.
In an eternal effort
to breathe you whole
I end up searching for you
in every spot of my
tyrant anxiety who
prays for us to be apart.

#air #you #love #anxiety #apart #breathe #breath #whole

Wordsmith May 2019

Moonstruck

The moon has its ways of inspiring awe,
Taking on different forms, challenging static notions of identity—
And when it chooses to shine bright, it affirms it has never been any less a whole—

#moon #cosmos #universe #moonlight #cosmology #astrology #whole #shine

Chris Tó Inácio May 2019

Toy Story

I made the toy with imperfections
The broken pieces in my collection

It was whole
And filled with joy
when it was given to me

But so many people wanted it
So many fought for it
Some earned it
Still they crashed it

Maybe because theirs were also broken
Maybe they didn't mean it
Maybe they just didn't know how to treat it

I am aware that there are pieces that do not belong here
I am not proud to say it but I also crashed and and kept pieces of other people's toys
Trying to fix my own
I joined the pieces

Each piece has its story
Stories of different journeys

Me?

I've traveled so far with this little gift for you
But how would I know who you were?
Why there isn't a sign on your face saying "soulmate?"
I tried to find you so many times and I had to use my toy as bait
I am sorry for not bringing it in one piece
But hey look around
None of these toys are new
And all this suffering led me to you.

Yes... The Toy is The Heart.

#toy #heart #imperfections #stories #journeys #whole #soulmate #pieces

hindrance May 2019

yellow green and blue

I sat at a wooden desk next to an old lady who also sat at a wooden desk. I picked a dandelion, the biggest one I had ever seen, before coming to listen to the talk in the chapel of the brick built college building. It sat on my desk and splashed its yellow into my eyes and occasionally I’d twirl its stem and get the green sort of smell on my fingers. The old lady had picked a dandelion, the second biggest one I had ever seen, before coming to listen to the talk in the chapel of the brick built college building. It sat on her desk and dripped its yellow into my eyes and occasionally she’d twirl its stem with her fragile old fingers and scratch notes with her other hand. She smiled at me knowingly as we did the same thing in the same place at the same time. Did you know that we’re all the same?

sometimes i forget

#dandelion #yellow #college #prose #desk #wood #flower #whole