#yellow poems on Hello Poetry

Gale L Mccoy Mar 2019

busy busy bee
now you like it
now you're running from-
what are you running from?
their standards wallpapered
over your raw skin
why do you wear it?
you've never liked
the color yellow
you know you can't
fly through water
busy busy bee

#bee #standards #yellow #water #running #raw

Lily Mar 2019

My Brother

I miss you
I miss who you used to be
The genius, gentleman, jokester
The guy I used to write college essays about
Question: who do you want to be like?
My brother

Where did he go?
Where is the light?
The light with gold in its tracks
I want to see the gold
That sleepy gold that made me believe
Believe in so many things
Goals, and dreams, and miracles
The gold that’s called
My Brother

I want to understand
Believe he’s still there
My brother with stars in his eyes
But as you can see I’m still here
With tears of confusion
Mourning the loss
of my brother

I’m here, and I love you
For all you are now
But you see
you aren’t who you once were
The one I bragged about
Smart even when sleeping
With work you were over-leaping
Across any expectations that were made
That is who my brother is

I guess I just want
That boy in yellow
The one from
The happiest times

For now I’ll just be here
With my stuffed octopus
Remembering my brother
That used to be

This is about my brother who just got checked into a mental health hospital and probably has schizophrenia. Just for some reference about what this is about.

#brother #family #missyou #tear #sad #memory #genius #who #boy #yellow

MJL Mar 2019

Dandelions

Fescue fields in view
Electric neon butter *****
Scattered glowing beacons
Dot the greens and browns
Magnets for little hands
Tiny feet racing to keep up
Their laser focus
To pick and pick and pick
More and more and more
Fistfuls of joy
To tickle the nose
To share laughter
To put in a pocket
Then nap and forget

© 2019 MJL

#dandelions #field #flower #spring #yellow #child #children #laughter #run #play

thomezzz Mar 2019

Yellow, redux

You could never really look at
The color yellow the same
Because she put in it poems
And wore it against her shoulders

You found in the way she smiled
Or the noise she made when she laughed
It burst through the times she cried
Swam in her crocodile tears

It settled on her furniture in pillows
And moved through her bones in daylight
But reflected in her eyes in the nighttime
Cartwheeled on her eyelashes

She exhaled it in between sheets
And whispered it against your ear
It warmed her hands as they touched you
Engulfed her soft fingertips

You found it in her curled hair
Or the freckles on her arched back
It hung on her pink plump lips
Vibrated in her velvety kisses

It patterned the dresses she wore
And painted the tips of her toes
But tickled the nape of her neck
Danced on her tanned skin

She held it tightly in her chest
And you felt it when you held her close
It hummed against your own
Consumed her entire body

You could never really look at
The color yellow the same
Because she put it in poems
And all it ever did
Was remind you of her

#yellow #love #relationships

stopdoopy May 2019

do you

I like yellow
I like yellow because like me
I like yellow because like me it's loud
I like yellow because like me it's loud, it's obnoxious
I like yellow because like me it's loud, it's obnoxious, it's bright
I like yellow because like me it's loud, it's obnoxious
I like yellow because like me it's loud
I like yellow because it's like me
I like yellow
And I like me

hmmmm idk how I feel about this

also nervous AF for an interview for a job I don't even want

but I truly love yellow (and myself) so that's life

#yellow #loud #obnoxious #bright #me

Jenna Feb 2019

Perfect Season

Blades scrape across calves
Itching, irritating,
Children shout and laugh
Imitating, inviting,

Warmth burns and bakes
Igniting, inflicting,
Rippling shadow cast South
Imprinting, imposing,

Yellow dandelions stand tall
Intermixing, inclining,
Brief, cool wind tickles
Invading, inducing

I miss the warm weather. Hate the cold.

#summer #spring #warm #weather #grass #children #shadow #south #yellow #wind

Eliza Jan 2019

A shame

Anxiety gnaws at the walls...
tearing at the black, blue, and yellow wallpaper.
The blasts pick up...
hovering shelves filled with knickknacks befall,
crushed as the hurricane begins.
Journals and notebooks strip themselves...
rippling throughout the chamber.
Jars filled with captured memories, moments, litter the floor
...erratic hops around bonfires
...flower wreaths
...crystal giggles piercing the atmosphere
all become mundane puzzle pieces scattering the ground.

And I rock back and forth in the middle...
what worse penitentiary, then your own thoughts.

#anxiety #madness #yellow #wallpaper #thoughts

LadyM Feb 2019

Yellow

Valentine's is red,
like a rose bouquet -
the colour of romance
and love affairs

Red is for passion,
like an open flame -
the colour we search for
throughout the years

But red is not
the colour I see
and maybe you'll say
my vision is wrong

For red is not
the colour I feel,
I radite only
with yellow love.

Summer is yellow,
like a sunflower field -
the colour of sunshine
all day long

Yellow is for joy,
like warm sand -
the colour I feel
in a morning birdsong.

°°°

Yellow is my love,
so Valentine's is too-
the colour of joy

I love you in yellow.

Colours play a huge part in my emotions and feelings, memories and associations. Yellow is such a beautiful colour, it's so bright and special. I've realised that yellow can also represent love - it's bright, happy, exciting, peaceful and true.

#love #yellow #valentines #summer #red #colours #romance #inlove

kiran goswami Feb 2019

If I were a colour

If I were a colour,
I'd choose to be red,
Running down his veins
and kissing his
Curves and corners
and edges and vertices.
If I were a colour,
I'd choose to be pink,
I'd be the loving heartbeats that beat synchronized
and the love which is in the air.
If I were a colour,
I'd choose to be yellow,
I'd be the sunflowers in the field
smiling at the sun with sorrow.
If I were a colour,
I'd choose to be brown,
I will be the colour if his eyes
and the sparkle in them that never dies.
The soil on which he would sit and cry
and one fine day
leave me with a dejected goodbye.
If I were a colour,
I'd choose to be black,
embarrassing the moon and earth in my arms,
I'd be the colour they see
after the eyes are closed
and the world is dark.

#colour #yellow #red #brown #pink #black #love #hurt #choose #choice