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life is a revolver and the trigger goes off unexpectedly and i've been stuck inside a shell for far too long love don't you know that my walls cave in sometimes and at the hospital i just stare at my reflection to cry at those empty eyes and loose medical gown falling i think the both of us are the most extroverted introverts to ever walk this isolated rock of life called Earth i really don't blame you for having trust issues either i am scared to open up to anyone sometimes something inside me died when you had an attack cause i thought you were gone and you were all i had so when you called me to call the ambulance i had to bite my lip to stop my body from shaking so i could spit out your address to the operator i hated putting you on hold even though i needed to and i switched back to your call as soon as i could until i began to hear less of your desperate breathing it was fading just like my hopes that you'd stay alive i kept on repeating that you were going to be okay but that was the only thing i could really think to say because i swear to God i thought you were dying and there was nothing either of us could do about it i feel like life just chose to punch you in the face and then cut open the swollen bruise for the hell of it i've been hurt before but not like you have and it isn't a competition i promise but you really are the boy who lived you were told you'd DIE two attacks ago and yet here you are still existing even though for some GOD **** reason life keeps trying to destroy you your ****** ex told you to k*** yourself so you forgave without forgetting your dad didn't care to know you and you want to be a good father the other foster kids start problems you choose to make them laugh later your condition keeps you off the team you decide to treat their wounds your sisters decide to fight with you you continue to love them money gets really scarce you decide to help a friend out your mom gets incarcerated you join the police cadets your heart STOPS you begin BREATHING you asked me why i love you well... you can't truly love someone best until you've seen them at their worst and despite the fact that your life IS the worst (no offense love) you handle it not best... BUT BEAUTIFULLY Now that, is why I LOVE YOU. (well, it's the main reason) (there's more but we'd be here forever) goodnight babe EMK & KAJ 4.20.2026
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Apr 21
Apr 21, 2026 at 12:11 AM UTC
you amaze me
life is a revolver and the trigger goes off unexpectedly and i've been stuck inside a shell for far too long love don't you know that my walls cave in sometimes and at the hospital i just stare at my reflection to cry at those empty eyes and loose medical gown falling i think the both of us are the most extroverted introverts to ever walk this isolated rock of life called Earth i really don't blame you for having trust issues either i am scared to open up to anyone sometimes something inside me died when you had an attack cause i thought you were gone and you were all i had so when you called me to call the ambulance i had to bite my lip to stop my body from shaking so i could spit out your address to the operator i hated putting you on hold even though i needed to and i switched back to your call as soon as i could until i began to hear less of your desperate breathing it was fading just like my hopes that you'd stay alive i kept on repeating that you were going to be okay but that was the only thing i could really think to say because i swear to God i thought you were dying and there was nothing either of us could do about it i feel like life just chose to punch you in the face and then cut open the swollen bruise for the hell of it i've been hurt before but not like you have and it isn't a competition i promise but you really are the boy who lived you were told you'd DIE two attacks ago and yet here you are still existing even though for some GOD **** reason life keeps trying to destroy you your ****** ex told you to k*** yourself so you forgave without forgetting your dad didn't care to know you and you want to be a good father the other foster kids start problems you choose to make them laugh later your condition keeps you off the team you decide to treat their wounds your sisters decide to fight with you you continue to love them money gets really scarce you decide to help a friend out your mom gets incarcerated you join the police cadets your heart STOPS you begin BREATHING you asked me why i love you well... you can't truly love someone best until you've seen them at their worst and despite the fact that your life IS the worst (no offense love) you handle it not best... BUT BEAUTIFULLY Now that, is why I LOVE YOU. (well, it's the main reason) (there's more but we'd be here forever) goodnight babe EMK & KAJ 4.20.2026
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I’m leashed to a pole that buzzes and gasps its needle tube into my arm. Time means nothing when there are no shadows, only neon watchkeepers that pry my eyes open with a flip of a switch. I’m asked, “Do you know where you are?…Name three things in the room…What is the sentence you said you’d remember?…Write it down. I order food, but it’s not food. It was warm somewhere in the kitchen, but at the lifting of a lid by my bedside. It is cold, foul, and my stomach rebels. You have a fever. Here’s a Tylenol. Do you still know who you are? An eraser board tells me it’s a new day. Maybe today I will go where they can get me strong enough to walk again. There is so much waiting. I ride the waves of minutes and masked faces. It’s noon, I think…I still know my name. I remember the sentence I chose to repeat a week ago and can still write it. The eraser board black inks it is Friday. My doctor tells me I’m doing well. Why am I mourning there are no shadows?
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Oct 24, 2025
Oct 24, 2025 at 3:04 PM UTC
Fifteenth Floor
​You’re a **** you know you are. You the **** in your tricked out car. You're the **** in your SUV. The ******* **** in your MGB. You at the wheel of your Scania truck. A ******** boy, you don’t give a **** I see you texting as you speed along. Checking your social or choosing a song. I’ve a friend who’s now left alone. By one like you and your ******* phone. One day you’ll **** or ruin a life. As someone did his lovely wife. I pray that day will never come. So just stop now, don't be so dumb.
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Sep 22, 2025
Sep 22, 2025 at 1:50 AM UTC
Phone ****
Googled a bit, man I feel smarter Spray can painting, operation of a lumber yarder It showed everything, from shopping to the Walmart farter How to be you, where to use cream of tarter Google is so smart, it always answers back Even us old folks don’t mind giving it a wack Once we learn to point and click enough We can actually remember a whole lots of stuff Google got pictures, more shopping and life advice All at our fingertips, isn’t that so nice If you don’t get it, you can always ask twice AI tightens its grip, now we’re in a smart vice Google me this and search for all that Sit in your chair and research why your fat Learn to tie your shoes, how to wear a hat Check out funny videos of some **** cat Google didn’t help Papa talk to his friends He didn’t need cell phones, dots and dashes he sends Mamaw never used it to know how to make ends Now we just all believe, whatever posts then trends p.s. I” HAVE TO” use it all the time, that’s why I can write ***** about it.
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Aug 15, 2025
Aug 15, 2025 at 1:19 AM UTC
Google Posts then Trends 1 of my 6-pack poems
I believe in you with every my cell, With every atom of my body. If they don’t believe in you, I don’t care. I don’t care about anybody. I believe you with all my wounded heart, With every fiber of my soul. I can warm up only when I’m with you. Just let me be with you in whole. I believe in you! I believe you! You won’t forsake or betray. When you’re nearby, I believe in myself. I’ll pull through in my life anyway!
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Apr 22, 2025
Apr 22, 2025 at 6:35 PM UTC
I believe in you
I’m not addicted I’m just conflicted This phone’s my friend Till batteries end. Fingers prone I jab this phone My face lit up Like a buttercup. If you’re on your phone You’re never alone The world is there With room to spare. You’re with your friends Till the rainbow ends I’m telling you This phone’s brand new.
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Nov 17, 2024
Nov 17, 2024 at 3:07 PM UTC
This Phone
An organic cell An inescapable cage A personal hell A shell of rampant rage Under a digital spell Center stage A deadly swell Safety not easy to gauge How quickly the bar fell A sageless age Shhhh, don't tell It's the same on every page ©2024
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Mar 27, 2024
Mar 27, 2024 at 3:51 PM UTC
~•§•~ Imprisoned Inside Both Body and Mind ~•§•~
They surveyed my every mood They established surveillance Harshly punished defiance Had me locked up, well, for good They forged ideas in my mind Had me believe I was blind Shaped me into a pariah Repeated they were the Messiah Repeated for hours on end A virus had plagued the cell To this litany without end No one was safe, they could tell Words echoed into my room We were either set for doom Or grateful to be rescued By their remedy, they cooed My every step was measured Some rebelled, they were injured One mile is all we had left To run and not go bereft While the media explained The pandemic knew no end They monitored our thinking A ceaseless, clueless talking If you believed me to be Some prisoner in a facility Well, I am very sorry I am just, like you and me, A human being in 2020... 11:23-11:40 pm Nancy
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Nov 12, 2020
Nov 12, 2020 at 5:53 PM UTC
Think Twice
Living with the Living cell(virus) , is known as Dying
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Nov 5, 2019
Nov 5, 2019 at 9:54 AM UTC
Virus
The only cells In my body that I love are The dead ones
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May 26, 2020
May 26, 2020 at 1:19 AM UTC
Cells
Twenty twenty The world is sick Locked in my room And trapped in my head My thoughts My eternal prison cell Screaming at four walls PLEASE LET ME OUT
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May 23, 2020
May 23, 2020 at 5:43 PM UTC
2020
It’s those goosebumps From your sweet and soft kisses In my neck Which make Every cell of my body Feel so alive
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May 14, 2020
May 14, 2020 at 9:40 AM UTC
Goosebumps
Every Man Has a Dream by Michael R. Burch for Beth Every man has a dream that he cannot quite touch... a dream of contentment, of soft, starlit rain, of a breeze in the evening that, rising again, reminds him of something that cannot have been, and he calls this dream love. And each man has a dream that he fears to let live, for he knows: to succumb is to throw away all. So he curses, denies it and locks it within the cells of his heart and he calls it a sin, this madness, this love. But each man in his living falls prey to his dreams, and he struggles, but so he ensures that he falls, and he finds in the end that he cannot deny the hope that he feels or the tears that he cries in the darkness of night for this light he calls love. Keywords/Tags: Man, Dream, Love, Vision, Fantasy, Aspiration, Hope, Sin, Madness, Cell, Prison, Real, Reality, Touch, Tangible, Contentment, Comfort, Consolation, Prey, Trapped, Snared, Prisoner, Captive, Hope, Fears, Tears, Elusive, Elusiveness
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Apr 4, 2020
Apr 4, 2020 at 12:29 AM UTC
Every Man Has a Dream
I’m forgetting the touch of palm I’m forgetting touch of human I’m forgetting the power of touch I’m forgetting touch of will only living is living inside closed doors only living is living with hands washed long only living is living within limits of the walls For on the surface is always served living cell(virus). I’m trying reflection flat and clean on surface, I’m trying new doors and windows to be locked and sealed I’m trying for things to not change much yet, it's being months and years I haven’t, purlieu and talk a lot. I sit home just to tell something and I’m not so excited Because I have a worry, with a trace returning with every cough, just like something might happen and it's as bad as it is the feeling that if I stay with you, you will die. In my entire life, It pains me to imagine-Living with the Living Cell(VIRUS)
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Mar 17, 2020
Mar 17, 2020 at 4:32 PM UTC
LIVING WITH THE LIVING CELL(VIRUS)
My cell No bars No walls Just my own thoughts and fears locking the door behind me My prison No guards No sentence Just my own awkward silence swallowing the one and only key
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Mar 14, 2020
Mar 14, 2020 at 10:29 AM UTC
Lock and Key
Hold it so gently So tightly Tapping it so lightly Always giving it Constant attention Don’t drop it Don’t break it Give it power With you constantly Cell phones are like marriage mates Get a new one Because this one is old Ok just kidding....bad example
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Feb 29, 2020
Feb 29, 2020 at 11:17 AM UTC
Cell phone case
stash in your pocket keep it for years don’t dance with your girlfriend no need for the beer catapult matches he’s not short on the charm over the top as he hangs from her arm look at your friend group who’s fooling who shadows will follow as long as there’s food measurements carry the very same weight alone at the top no time to wait around and around cant carry me home imagine the world without your own phone. J.G.Lutes
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Jan 23, 2020
Jan 23, 2020 at 6:50 PM UTC
Slippery Sadness