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Acută Cocolita! Tu voi să înțeleagă lumea… Eu voi recita K-lumea. Tu: De vorbesc, scurtează… poezia n-o cripta! Eu: De amăgesc, rimează… pana mea! În inimă înrădăcinat: Dintotdeauna focusat, pe a găsi, Cel puțin oferi un sens vieții. Așteptat din interior, deși mort fără tine mor, Neașteptat din exterior, puicuța mea... te ador! Acestea oare? Idilicul ce doare, Flux simbolic, Paradox logic, Realul ca alinare. Lună și soare, Colți și gheare, Creți dar/și drepți, Jenă și pasiune, Frișcă și căpșune. Ce întrebare… Există multe alte elemente, Adunate, îmbinate— Toate suficiente? Urmează multe alte evenimente. Copii… Crescuți din agonie, Trăim în armonie. Al tău pe vecie, Draga mea excepție! Ca atare: Rezonanță mai adâncă; Decât în muzică, În sfârșit *** afirma: Este soțioara mea!
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Jul 14, 2025
Jul 14, 2025 at 2:32 AM UTC
"Nunta"
The irresistible force paradox. When an unstoppable force meets an immovable object, they co-co-opt a new loving universe. extraordinary claims extraordinary evidence elusive question evident answer COCO
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Dec 1, 2024
Dec 1, 2024 at 8:57 AM UTC
COCO
Repost: ~~~~~~~~~~ For me from my love for our children lala, sassy, coco: I heat up, I can't cool down You got me spinning 'Round and 'round 'Round and 'round and 'round it goes Where it stops nobody knows Every time you our darling kids call my name "Mom" Angel Mom" every time I Mom you call you sweetie pies lalasassicoco " P. a. t. r. k." papa too comes to mind. Your names up high in the sky" Scarlet Letter " A" is seen A for Angel.. ine. My rkrdd, heat up like a burning flame Burning flame full of desire Kiss me baby, let the fire get higher Abra abracadabra I wanna reach out and grab ya Abra abracadabra Abracadabra You make me hot, you make me sigh You make me laugh, you make me cry Keep me burning for your love With the touch of a velvet glove Abra abracadabra I wanna reach out and grab ya Abra abracadabra Abracadabra I feel the magic in your caress I feel magic when I touch your dress Silk and satin, leather and lace Black ******* with an angel's face I see magic in your eyes I hear the magic in your sighs Just when I think I'm gonna get away I hear those words that you always say Abra abracadabra I wanna reach out and grab ya Abra abracadabra Abracadabra Every time you call my name I heat up like a burning flame Burning flame full of desire Kiss me baby, let the fire get higher Yeah, yeah I heat up, I can't cool down My situation goes 'round and 'round. "Here I am, send me an Angel" to lay me down on a greenest grass, In memory of his velvet canon caressing my cheek igniting those forest fires that forever burn ~~ By: Steven Haworth Miller.
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Feb 27, 2024
Feb 27, 2024 at 1:41 PM UTC
Abracadabrarddbba75
Repost: ~~~~~~~~~~ For me from my love for our children lala, sassy, coco: I heat up, I can't cool down You got me spinning 'Round and 'round 'Round and 'round and 'round it goes Where it stops nobody knows Every time you our darling kids call my name "Mom" Angel Mom" every time I Mom you call you sweetie pies lalasassicoco " P. a. t. r. k." papa too comes to mind. Your names up high in the sky" Scarlet Letter " A" is seen A for Angel.. ine. My rkrdd, heat up like a burning flame Burning flame full of desire Kiss me baby, let the fire get higher Abra abracadabra I wanna reach out and grab ya Abra abracadabra Abracadabra You make me hot, you make me sigh You make me laugh, you make me cry Keep me burning for your love With the touch of a velvet glove Abra abracadabra I wanna reach out and grab ya Abra abracadabra Abracadabra I feel the magic in your caress I feel magic when I touch your dress Silk and satin, leather and lace Black ******* with an angel's face I see magic in your eyes I hear the magic in your sighs Just when I think I'm gonna get away I hear those words that you always say Abra abracadabra I wanna reach out and grab ya Abra abracadabra Abracadabra Every time you call my name I heat up like a burning flame Burning flame full of desire Kiss me baby, let the fire get higher Yeah, yeah I heat up, I can't cool down My situation goes 'round and 'round. "Here I am, send me an Angel" to lay me down on a greenest grass, In memory of his velvet canon caressing my cheek igniting those forest fires that forever burn ~~ By: Steven Haworth Miller.
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JPC-Rdd You offered me gold pots even diamonds for my tears fame, and great fortune. Sorry I missed the mark. My ET I need a UFO to fly by I touch you in thought. Lala Sassy Coco treasures blooms of my womb dearest of all loves of my life, I adore you Jeffrey A, John C sons in law J,Hamrin RIP 2015 Bradly D and family. I am glad you came along great among Kings you I am crying over you.. I dedicate my tears. to all who flew in n out my sky in well being My Jane Hilton May To poets loyal and real. Moi Paul P, Willow Thanks ever more. for your comments. ~~~~~ Karijinbba
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Sep 19, 2021
Sep 19, 2021 at 10:08 PM UTC
Crying over you.
Love is Coco Jam And I offer it to you, My brown faced darling, The Warm days it pursues I split the bread in half Like we split the rest of days In folders, files of living ails And laughter for us two Love is Coco Jam For I'll spread it side to side As equal measures did we seek In Geometries of mind You dip yours in your coffee Like we dip our hungry Souls Toward each day's living basket That we carry in a stride
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Nov 17, 2020
Nov 17, 2020 at 1:32 AM UTC
Love is Coco Jam
My dear child, I have miss you I've been far from you for too long But call me and I will always run to you We are connected with this song Hear my heart through the rhythm See my soul through the notes Feel my love through the melody For that is why I compose I will live on through my words That sing to you every night You hear them in your heart, your dreams Even if I'm not in sight Try not to forget me We will be reunited soon Sing my song and I will stay Forever alive within a tune
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Oct 20, 2018
Oct 20, 2018 at 10:45 PM UTC
Our Song
tell me can you love my black even when it's about to crack falling through gates of hell your black don't crack but mine did after too many lies and too many wounds that never healed before others grew your black don't crack but mine did after too many burns by kind actions with ill intent and too many souls that came but did not stay your black don't crack but mine did after too many cries of help that went unanswered and too many words that went unsaid -Mena W.
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Jan 12, 2017
Jan 12, 2017 at 11:32 PM UTC
Melacrack
How very lonely HP is, In the middle of the night, Reading long ago poems by friends, Tapping little red hearts, Only time I'm available, After dusk; hours before dawn, Reposting poems, my fingers just as assailable as Moby **** Or Hansel's and Gretel's witch, I stare at blank, gray suns, Wishes I, I had some to use, To uplift; to free, All the beautiful poetry, Even the ones with coquetry, I rapidly kiss plusses with my right thumb, Adding to worthy collections, Of addictive confections, 'Till 2, When alas I sip hot coco, Scratch my **** And fall asleep beside my cat; momo.
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Dec 25, 2015
Dec 25, 2015 at 12:50 AM UTC
HP!!!
I told myself I wouldn't write for an entire month, but as my anxiety attack of a mindset blended with my desire to fly I realized I was driving with the windows down when the rain outside was pouring down my arm, making a puddle at the thigh of my pants. I had never once felt bliss like this. The night sky kissed my open wounds like mother nature was trying to let me know everything will be okay. I was told that I was nothing, spat to the ground as the words left your lips and you took a drag from that cigarette you've been trying to quit for months now. So I realize you are weak, clinging to the addictions you cannot escape from and I'm not talking about the cigarette stained teeth or the coffee smeared t shirt.. You are self-destructive. just as quick as 3-2-1 you explode your insecurities onto others and I will no longer let that be me. I fell in love once and didn't know it. The eyes I saw the world from were blinded by your keen distaste for life and your knack for self-righteous cynicism I grew up thinking love was just a myth and no one, not even me was worthy of it Then someone made me realize that the life I lived was the one that made me who I was- which was someone worthy of love. So as I drove with the windows down and rain pouring on my cheeks, I realized this is manic if I had an explanation for it. Then I smiled and realized this is the closest I've ever felt to flying and god **** I don't ever wanna come down. So let me lift myself up until I can no longer remember what it feels like to be grounded, where all the logic is nonexistent where I can learn to love myself again.   That's where I was, that's where I'll always be the day I picked back up my pen.
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Oct 12, 2014
Oct 12, 2014 at 11:16 PM UTC
Let the rain wash it all away
I told myself I wouldn't write for an entire month, but as my anxiety attack of a mindset blended with my desire to fly I realized I was driving with the windows down when the rain outside was pouring down my arm, making a puddle at the thigh of my pants. I had never once felt bliss like this. The night sky kissed my open wounds like mother nature was trying to let me know everything will be okay. I was told that I was nothing, spat to the ground as the words left your lips and you took a drag from that cigarette you've been trying to quit for months now. So I realize you are weak, clinging to the addictions you cannot escape from and I'm not talking about the cigarette stained teeth or the coffee smeared t shirt.. You are self-destructive. just as quick as 3-2-1 you explode your insecurities onto others and I will no longer let that be me. I fell in love once and didn't know it. The eyes I saw the world from were blinded by your keen distaste for life and your knack for self-righteous cynicism I grew up thinking love was just a myth and no one, not even me was worthy of it Then someone made me realize that the life I lived was the one that made me who I was- which was someone worthy of love. So as I drove with the windows down and rain pouring on my cheeks, I realized this is manic if I had an explanation for it. Then I smiled and realized this is the closest I've ever felt to flying and god **** I don't ever wanna come down. So let me lift myself up until I can no longer remember what it feels like to be grounded, where all the logic is nonexistent where I can learn to love myself again.   That's where I was, that's where I'll always be the day I picked back up my pen.
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