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Within me, your memory dwells like the toll of somber midnight bells— carrying through the cold; its chimes echo, resonating through my soul. O’er the moors, moonlight shines; the fog reveals a spectral image of our love once divine. The bells toll on through the midnight dark; each lonely hour I count and mark. Forever, you will live within the chambers of my heart.
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Mar 30
Mar 30, 2026 at 3:55 PM UTC
Midnight bells
I didn't belong, not then, not there. but i feel my way backward It codes for a day where you sit next to someone and confide your history. I have been making sense of all the senseless endings all along. An object held by a gaze, radiating. You would say passion but a demon has sewn your lips shut. It looks up as if to ask: Tell me How often do you feel the way you feel? By you he meant me.
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Sep 29, 2025
Sep 29, 2025 at 11:14 AM UTC
By You He Meant Me
Live life step by step Taking care to smell roses Passed along the way
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Jul 24, 2021
Jul 24, 2021 at 10:18 PM UTC
Don't Pass Roses Too Fast (Haiku)
Let's walk in the rain, and get drenched in pain of our past as we wash all that old moss. Let's fly amidst the fire hidden in us so dire. The clouds linger above as I unfear the lost love.
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Jul 27, 2020
Jul 27, 2020 at 7:13 AM UTC
let's walk
walk with me, my cherish.....the shoreline beckons, as our feet leave hot sand
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Jun 13, 2020
Jun 13, 2020 at 9:24 AM UTC
Shoreline
I suspect, that my essence was never meant for such love. all along, all alone. and thus I remain.
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Jan 12, 2020
Jan 12, 2020 at 11:19 PM UTC
suspect
With each breath, the words we left erupt into contingency clever quips afford an inference sold, stark in it's consistency. If ever I was taught a thrift aligning threads along a canvas. Head to toe, snake oil or poison, chalking up life's mysteries The needle treads along indifferent rhythms often missed in lieu of lecture lifted structure, painted fracture vivid summer, lazy ******* lay the meaning on at will along alliterated thrill fulfill the seam content to spill to drill the point in that much faster. tears of sadness tears of laughter so.. ______________________________________________________ Why does it work to levy silence or flirt to learn a line of some actress or divide up the earth assert a picture infatuated with prying for worth when it ain't there. "I don't care, I ain't tryna get hurt." Have a word, agg a bird on, classic campaign who's drinking champagne, who's getting turned on Choose a new frame for the tragic. Are we laying the groove or are we playing in traffic. No spoilers.
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Oct 25, 2019
Oct 25, 2019 at 6:58 PM UTC
Follow Along 1.
A good friend is made by getting along with someone. A best friend is made by finding a part of yourself in someone.
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Jul 24, 2019
Jul 24, 2019 at 1:16 PM UTC
The Difference Between a Good and Best Friend
No mention of stars or sea Or of sky or song Or of rivers reaching Roads winding Or of trees singing quietly As we walk along None of it lasts Nearly half as long Or compares to the truth Within the pursuit of you As we walk along
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May 14, 2019
May 14, 2019 at 6:53 PM UTC
Walk Along
Uh oh, I feel it It's coming again One more unwanted visit From my longtime friend There's no notice given As he barges right in And no length to his stay Don't know when it will end He takes over my space As if it's always been Just his place and not mine Who's the one paying rent? Feel my presence erased Put on hold and suspend Don't confront; Do not face Feel I can not defend Everyday forced to face Sadly, what could have been Feeling lost and disgraced I'm imprisoned again In this bottomless pit Where reality bends Won't give up; Will not quit Digging out with a pen Beg for mercy and pleas In these notes that I send Penned emotionally On my life it depends Don't just look; Need to see The real trouble I'm in My words quietly scream Fight alone I can't win Someone please just help me A spare hand you can lend Don't need much to be free Very little you'll spend But without it I'll bleed Boxer who can't contend I'm struck down in defeat Ref has counted to ten Not how it has to be Room is starting to spin Get me up on my feet Reset this bowling pin Knock me flat in the street   Won't sit still like a hen Punching bag that you beat Think I'm yours; That is when Rising up suddenly Spirit back on the mend You're the one looking weak Everything is pretend Cleaning house; Need to sweep From this filth I've been cleansed Helped in my time of need Thankfully by my friends Days ahead bright for me My life here want to spend But can't get too comfy He will strike; Don't know when Out my eye hole I peep Could return once again Promising not to leave Me and my longtime friend
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Apr 12, 2019
Apr 12, 2019 at 1:22 PM UTC
My longtime friend
Uh oh, I feel it It's coming again One more unwanted visit From my longtime friend There's no notice given As he barges right in And no length to his stay Don't know when it will end He takes over my space As if it's always been Just his place and not mine Who's the one paying rent? Feel my presence erased Put on hold and suspend Don't confront; Do not face Feel I can not defend Everyday forced to face Sadly, what could have been Feeling lost and disgraced I'm imprisoned again In this bottomless pit Where reality bends Won't give up; Will not quit Digging out with a pen Beg for mercy and pleas In these notes that I send Penned emotionally On my life it depends Don't just look; Need to see The real trouble I'm in My words quietly scream Fight alone I can't win Someone please just help me A spare hand you can lend Don't need much to be free Very little you'll spend But without it I'll bleed Boxer who can't contend I'm struck down in defeat Ref has counted to ten Not how it has to be Room is starting to spin Get me up on my feet Reset this bowling pin Knock me flat in the street   Won't sit still like a hen Punching bag that you beat Think I'm yours; That is when Rising up suddenly Spirit back on the mend You're the one looking weak Everything is pretend Cleaning house; Need to sweep From this filth I've been cleansed Helped in my time of need Thankfully by my friends Days ahead bright for me My life here want to spend But can't get too comfy He will strike; Don't know when Out my eye hole I peep Could return once again Promising not to leave Me and my longtime friend
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The depth of space isn't really confined but along with infinity it is defined. ________________
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Mar 19, 2019
Mar 19, 2019 at 4:48 AM UTC
Simple Observation #323 - The depth of space .....
I long to be buried along with who I am under what I did above what I was
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Dec 18, 2018
Dec 18, 2018 at 11:24 PM UTC
buried
Ants along the stone Up and down on strings they go Will they ever know?
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Nov 19, 2018
Nov 19, 2018 at 10:27 AM UTC
Sidewalk on Mission
They are spearheads The trees, stewsters in the Grey On Somber window.
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Nov 19, 2018
Nov 19, 2018 at 10:19 AM UTC
On Bart Yesterday
cat-eyed passion lurking in the tall grass all ears for years but I knew... Caught a whiff early on and she still stayed hidden teasing and teasing looking for the right time such alien patience and dedication equal only to madness
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Oct 22, 2018
Oct 22, 2018 at 7:59 AM UTC
Incognito
I walked along the sea in bold steps by the sea I walked and did not stop as if my heart was not beating as if my heart did not move and no matter how people do not bother me I walked along the sea in bold steps but the days were flying like birds like trees in spring and autumn in summer like the snow outside the window like a blizzard as if every day and every night but the days of flying flew away but the dream took root in me 30.07.18
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Jul 30, 2018
Jul 30, 2018 at 2:54 PM UTC
By Sea.
Hum, hum, hum along. Sing with me (y)our favorite song. Please listen close, for here, tonight, You’ll find your comfort in my plight. Hum, hum, hum along. Sing if all the words are wrong, But don’t delay, just hold on tight And maybe we can sing them right. Hum, hum, hum along To every note, both short and long. Erase your troubles from your sight, And there it is: your soul’s delight.
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Jun 10, 2018
Jun 10, 2018 at 12:49 AM UTC
A Hum’s Delight
my greatest fear is that you will always see me as a child my greatest fear is that you are too far away to ever be my peer my greatest fear is that i am a burden to you, nothing more than a mandatory activity my greatest fear is that all you see is my ******** like how i only see your ****** attitude my greatest fear is that the gap will never be closed my greatest fear is that -nine years is too long
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May 27, 2018
May 27, 2018 at 10:34 PM UTC
my greatest fear
Dedication , strength , and perseverance is what we were told "To help create productive members of society through the youth we will mold" They would P.T us and "smoke us" and then after that during the winter they would ask , "Are you still cold?" I trained and kept quite most of the time The academy help set for me a paradigm The seconds felt like days the days then turned to months and by then it was gone I miss the days from talking to the others or to listening to "outside music" like "Hit the Quan" The main factor that drove me to the highest rank was proving everyone wrong It made me ready for the uncertainty and strong I knew I could do it and I still can I knew this all along
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May 16, 2018
May 16, 2018 at 2:01 PM UTC
Triumph
I’m neither glad nor sad I don’t intend to, make you feel bad Have you ever thought What made me wait To ask you out I’m neither right nor wrong That's quite, where my fears belong Thought of approaching Straight, if you'll stay along Although it was a dream, made my feelings strong I thought it'll be me, to whom you belong But tonight, you made me hum a sad song
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Mar 11, 2018
Mar 11, 2018 at 6:57 AM UTC
Neither Nor