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Take in one hand God’s promises In the other, The reality of this stunningly beautiful but broken, f'ed up world, That cannot even keep One simple promise… And choose life; exquisite and precious.
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May 27
May 27, 2026 at 3:16 AM UTC
One promise...
My car all gleaming clean I took good care of her — Always. Know what I mean? Then and there she broke down As a king whose lost his crown But... of this I am thankful Know what I mean! Just...sitting here in the door frame looking out Desert in bloom The bees all a-buzz soft gentle breeze blowing across the space And... No more rushing rushing rushing Just simple existence in a world filled with.... . Nature
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Mar 26
Mar 26, 2026 at 1:14 PM UTC
Broke Down Be-side the Road
UH OH!! you were TAKEN BY SUPRISE. We can't BELIEVE our EARS, or WHAT we just seen with our own EYES. We know WHAT they SAID, and WE know what we HEARD. YOU were CAUGHT WITH YOUR PANTS DOWN, and we didn't hear this from NO LITTLE BIRD. You were CAUGHT WITH YOUR PANTS DOWN, don't try to DUCK AND HIDE, We know ALL about you so, don't act ALL SUPRISED!! WE KNOW ALL OF YOUR SECRETS, Your BUSINESS is OUT THERE NOW!! SO, DON'T TRY TO COVER UP, Just stand there, and TAKE A BOW!! Your PERSONAL BUSINESS is like a BIG SHOW!!! You are known ALL AROUND, and everywhere YOU GO!!! People be KNOWING WHO YOU ARE!! your PERSONAL BUSINESS just made you a  🌟BIG STAR!!!🌟 You are SO BIG, Like in ENTERTAINMENT, POPPERAZZI is CHASING YOU, Even your HOME is NO CONTAINMENT!!! Its like YOU'RE in the ENTERTAINMENT INDUSTRY, You are no longer a MYSTERY, IT'S BEEN SOLVED, your LIFE is DISSOLVED. ALL BECAUSE YOU WERE CAUGHT WITH YOUR PANTS DOWN!!! B.R. Date: 07/9/2023
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Aug 24, 2024
Aug 24, 2024 at 1:34 PM UTC
SCANDALOUS: Caught with your pants down (Episode 5)
Is the moon not hung right tonight? Can you not just help make me the world bright. Oh no it is not bright. Too much not to take a life. The victim is not right. After all heat of day. All the others went away. You were the one who stayed. Help me in this fight. Because the odds are not in my favor. Is this alright. The kind that cures wild behavior. I need to have a little time to get adjusted. Because the doors open. Then the bolts are busted. At risk, for a heart I am hoping. Just give me time. Time to not waste and throw away. In myself just what I find. Now on the ground I lay. The victim of another day. Can not throw it all away. Soon maybe I will see. Forever a victim I cannot be.
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Oct 4, 2018
Oct 4, 2018 at 6:43 PM UTC
I Need Time
I think my love button is broken... Someone came along, Ripped it out of place, Turned it around, upside down Snapped off my "give a **** And shoved it back where they found it. Now sparks fly... And not the good kind. Now crackles, and pops, and buzzing Wreak through the torn seams Yeah, Pretty sure the **** thing Is ****** up sideways. I think my love button is broken...
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Jul 17, 2018
Jul 17, 2018 at 9:28 PM UTC
Busted Love
Tick tok tickles the clock Cricket sound was reverberating in my mind I can feel my soul being soaked In my own sweat This gives me such collywobbles Im still putting my feelings into words Yet Im torn between sending or keeping it What will I do? **** Im gonna send this", I finally utter. "I have a deep regard for you." Sent 11:48pm I broke into tears because of this nervousness in me. I let a deep sigh out. Seen 11:50pm was all I can see on the screen No typing. No reply. Nothing.
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Jun 10, 2016
Jun 10, 2016 at 11:41 AM UTC
Confession Failed
beautiful mix of words from the songs that call to my soul out on the landing that friend i forgot to send home taught me how i could save a life but it was too late to apologize cold and ashamed, i lay naked on the floor i was calling you at 3 a.m. i just wanted to hear your voice to tell you that when i'm gone you should carry on when i cried you wiped away all of my tears i'll never be able to thank you enough and i will never surrender
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Mar 21, 2016
Mar 21, 2016 at 8:21 AM UTC
stitching lyrics
Support and structure, were at one point ideal, but now as days fly by the ******** is all real, I'm a solo soldier, with a very lonely soul, my mind has  exploded, and every second I suffer the toll, I'm in it alone, like it's been since birth, hard to hold a value to self, when you have never felt self worth, as I walk and witness, I witness and walk, the more that I witness, the less that I talk.
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May 8, 2015
May 8, 2015 at 10:29 PM UTC
No more walls, to hold up the home.