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Be true to yourself If your poetry is true to yourself, Then you do not need to worry about anyone else. They will have their opinion. They are entitled to that; But they can never take away from you, the feelings that you have. They are yours and yours alone, But sometimes others may have them too. Share your thoughts with the rest of the world And you might make a connection, where you never expected to. Be real in the words that you choose to use, But rule nothing out; the world is your oyster. Do what you believe is the right thing to do; I chose to start writing poetry And I am trying hard to not become a babbler. Words are not perfectly set in stone; Language moves forward, it evolves, so say what you want. Some will hate the fact you use the language of phones; But others will say *** is wrong with that? OMG. Realism is a thing we should all strive for; Speak the truth in metaphors. (C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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Sep 4, 2018
Sep 4, 2018 at 11:09 AM UTC
Be true to yourself
as if in(              )different stages, i act. my costumes ready. it sat quietly by the curtains. i changed quickly. from costume to costume. i dont really know which one is real. could have won an Oscar, for best acting and film, directing the film-------co-directing the film. i wasn't meant to be the one handling my (         )stages. I wasn't meant to have so many. i continue changing, stopping to realise i lost something, half between stage to stage i delay. i felt it coming. my feelings reaching out. telling me to.....be real in this next act.
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Jul 25, 2018
Jul 25, 2018 at 10:35 AM UTC
_____ faced masked
"Don't look at me like that" Thin or Fat Why should you get to body shame me? So as to get fame And feel like u've conquered someone who wasn't armed.. Am human just like you, with legs & arms But you don't get to see that You see only what you wanna see The flaws that makes you tick Don't look at me that way Yeah those are my scars now Made by your claws They clawed deep into my inner being Leaving a scar too deep to be seen With a sword depression battles in I yield Am like a broken glass now Too shattered to feel whole All because you looked at me that way No one is perfect But we are close to perfection in our own way... Am awake now No more in the nightmare you built me Don't look at me like that For I am beautiful.
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Nov 6, 2017
Nov 6, 2017 at 7:21 PM UTC
Don't look at me like that
Not everything I dreamed, has come true. Not every lie I believed has gone as fast as you. But the way you lingered in my heart, took a little longer to remove. It took adjusting my expectations to your new part, learning to live apart from the rouse.
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Jan 28, 2016
Jan 28, 2016 at 12:48 AM UTC
Fairytales
Yes, it's the way you look I hope you are as different as your eyes But don't look at me like that Unless your voice speaks without disguise
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Oct 22, 2015
Oct 22, 2015 at 10:17 PM UTC
A Voice Without Disguise
It's incredibly trusting. In a way, fearless. Intuitive. Sometimes to the point of being impulsive. The test to humanity as a whole is not to take advantage of such an attribute. Folks may be naive but stepping on them for it is arrogant, ignorant and selfish. Perhaps the lesson to be learned when naivety is a factor is acknowledging that more is to be gained for a society as a whole when its members spread the wealth and teach one another with compassion and patience when some know more than others.
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Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 5:25 PM UTC
The Beauty in Naivety
What if I thought things that would shock you? What if I wanted to do things you never thought of? Could I tell you? What if you thought things that would shock me? What if you wanted to do things I never thought of? Could you tell me? Will we ever know? What if we spent our whole life thinking past each other? What if a smile was really a frown? What if a frown was really a smile? Go ahead Be yourself I’m not afraid of you Don’t be afraid of me Don’t play a part Play your life If you are someone else Then be someone else I’m ready to be who I am Can we be different? Can we still be together? Don’t say what if Don’t say I wish Just be what if Just be I wish I’m one inch from your face Am I making you uncomfortable? Then do something about it I just want to know Are you an actor? If you want to dream Then dream If you want to cry Then cry If you want me Then come get me
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Jul 24, 2015
Jul 24, 2015 at 11:47 AM UTC
Are You An Actor?
POLITCALLY CORRECT Is it saying the wrong word? Is it the tone of which you address someone? How can we have courage in society if we can be oppressed by a mere mispronunciation? Why does the way one introduces things affect the end result? Who stands up for those who speak their mind? Society preaches to stand up for what you believe while they tell you how to stand and present yourself in the process Creativity is defeated Uniformity of proper approaches destroys over achievers Doing things different is thought of as wrong If everyone is doing the same things to get to the same places Imagine where one could end up by doing things differently Open your mind Try in everything you do, be good, be sincere but never do things because how everyone else does it or because its how its suppose to be done Be real and yourself
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Mar 28, 2015
Mar 28, 2015 at 3:17 PM UTC
Do not let yourself crumble to it
Just be real friend. Be who you are, and where you are at. That's enough, and it's the only way forward. Most of us have put on enough masks in our life time, to have completely forgotten our original face. We've become far too clad with the heavy coats of expectation, suffocating under the weight of the ways we think we ought to be. You can drop that garb. There's always mystery at the naked core of who you are, and that's just fine. It's not that we must rediscover some definable self, and hand that image over for validation. Rather, those solid definitions we cart around with us are heavy enough as it is, but we've continued pushing them despite the distress. We've gotten so used to that awkward play of needing to be a somebody, as if that somebody were other than who we already are. We've forgotten how to let go with all the spontaneity of a flowers growth; forgotten the beauty of our own personal bloom. That we are a fluid sweep of light and dark. That our faces, like the moons, wax and wane. You don't have to be any which way, other than the way you are. That sort of self acceptance is the innate flourish, is the fluid self cycle, is the way back into life. Don't fool yourself into believing there is a better disguise. Strip down to the bare beauty of your authentic state in this moment, and move from there.
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Mar 21, 2014
Mar 21, 2014 at 3:05 PM UTC
Authenticity