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#doorbell
every time the doorbell rings my heart stops and sometimes i think i start hearing things small flashbacks of broken childhood memories and apologies falling through the cracks but i can’t seem to forgive you after all that you’ve put me through because, i guess you forgot but you hurt me too 3/30/2018
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Mar 30, 2019
Mar 30, 2019 at 5:50 PM UTC
ding ****
The heart has become foreign to the knock of love on its doors It stored a doorbell
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Feb 12, 2019
Feb 12, 2019 at 4:59 AM UTC
Doorbell
She always had a knack for catching me off guard. To expect the unexpected. My heart a doorbell- Expectation the mat she stood. Sometimes she'd wait patiently. Other times she'd constantly press the button. A sudden nudge of emotion, The appeal of urgency Knowing that not many will wait. Her smile sent special delivery, Opened on arrival. She never came when I expected. Often checking before she rang. My lips sealed In suspense of waiting. Better late than never. My heart rung last minute. Pressed again and again. Again and again.- Indulged that she came My lips sealed at the nook of hers. My heart a doorbell- Pressed in anticipation. Met quickly in arrival. Her finger against my heart a courtesy The whole time the door unlocked Waiting for her return
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Nov 28, 2018
Nov 28, 2018 at 3:10 PM UTC
Doorbell
You know, The frustrating thing Is that almost all The good poetry Comes to me In the night I try to sleep As newer and newer Pieces Loudly DING **** The doorbell in my mind Then, of course My body is inclined to roll over And my hands are forced to Pick up my phone And Begin typing ... Argh! What must I do to sleep!?
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Sep 28, 2018
Sep 28, 2018 at 12:06 AM UTC
Poetry rings my Doorbell
Love at the doorstep I am here on your doormat Just ringing your bell
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Jun 13, 2017
Jun 13, 2017 at 3:38 PM UTC
Ding **** (Senryu)
Every time I close my eyes I see you still by my side never left nor gone your life had never worn every now and again you visit us from the unknown you ring our doorbell which is in a drawer and sometimes I feel you are just here watching over the girl the girl who hurts so much whose life she wished would disappear you keep her safe and she knows you're there and she isn't hopeless
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Nov 4, 2014
Nov 4, 2014 at 8:05 AM UTC
Watching over the girl