#eagerness - Hello Poetry

Mistakes are the best experiences Moving on creates more chances. The life I want is still unfolding You, my dear, are so far away All I want to do is try again I hope someday I can get to you You're so intriguing I want to meet you

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Jan 6

Jan 6, 2026 at 3:38 PM UTC

shay-7

Paris

Mistakes are the best experiences Moving on creates more chances. The life I want is still unfolding You, my dear, are so far away All I want to do is try again I hope someday I can get to you You're so intriguing I want to meet you

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with the eagerness of a cliff dive i plunge to our depths collective

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Oct 7, 2022

Oct 7, 2022 at 10:07 PM UTC

mark-wanless

haiku 22/10/2a

with the eagerness of a cliff dive i plunge to our depths collective

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i want to write about you but i think it might be too soon i am stopped on the cracked cement next to a small but necessary park in the middle of it all there are hundreds of thousands of windows shut tightly to keep the cool air in the only chickens for miles are being served up on plates between college roommates and lovers who find the city more romantic than any vague resemblance of a kiss exchanged quickly on a narrow step but still, i carry around my wicker basket packed with old egg cartons and carefully folded tea towels i memorize the feeling of tired eyes that won’t look away of how warm it is inside my bedroom with the door closed tracing your outline in the dark until the soft orange light of morning paints every shadowy corner until i have found myself feral deep in a dark blue thicket somewhere between you and the trees

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Jun 24, 2019

Jun 24, 2019 at 6:12 PM UTC

madisen

clouds

i want to write about you but i think it might be too soon i am stopped on the cracked cement next to a small but necessary park in the middle of it all there are hundreds of thousands of windows shut tightly to keep the cool air in the only chickens for miles are being served up on plates between college roommates and lovers who find the city more romantic than any vague resemblance of a kiss exchanged quickly on a narrow step but still, i carry around my wicker basket packed with old egg cartons and carefully folded tea towels i memorize the feeling of tired eyes that won’t look away of how warm it is inside my bedroom with the door closed tracing your outline in the dark until the soft orange light of morning paints every shadowy corner until i have found myself feral deep in a dark blue thicket somewhere between you and the trees

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He is so eager to show himself cut stones and build a house for me with sofas and gardens to lay me down celebrate my beauty with his love and slide me away to the seventh heaven He is so eager to discover wonders with me, in the world of which he is dreaming (nowhere is anyone lying in distress or in tears) He is so eager never will he be old for he is too young with his restless eyes

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Feb 4, 2019

Feb 4, 2019 at 3:31 AM UTC

Zywa

He is so eager

He is so eager to show himself cut stones and build a house for me with sofas and gardens to lay me down celebrate my beauty with his love and slide me away to the seventh heaven He is so eager to discover wonders with me, in the world of which he is dreaming (nowhere is anyone lying in distress or in tears) He is so eager never will he be old for he is too young with his restless eyes

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I quietly slide in my own skin when my eagerness starts to grow

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Dec 28, 2018

Dec 28, 2018 at 12:15 AM UTC

SamreenaLodhi

Eagerness

I quietly slide in my own skin when my eagerness starts to grow

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too eager, the mortician, to exercise his art, not slowing to check breath or heart before pronouncing his slumbering child’s term: where gelatin and jade could not preserve Innocence’s stare, Chemical would insure the fix and hold of Age’s cynical glare.

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Jul 27, 2018

Jul 27, 2018 at 9:12 AM UTC

d-w-stojek

family taxidermy

too eager, the mortician, to exercise his art, not slowing to check breath or heart before pronouncing his slumbering child’s term: where gelatin and jade could not preserve Innocence’s stare, Chemical would insure the fix and hold of Age’s cynical glare.

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It circles around me, it nuzzles its face next to mine, shouting, "Don't be afraid! It will work out in time!" "But what if it doesn't?" asks the doubting voice in my mind. "Well than it will be a lesson to learn, that patience and hard work don't always earn you what you deserve."

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Jan 12, 2018

Jan 12, 2018 at 12:34 PM UTC

mjad

Lesson

It circles around me, it nuzzles its face next to mine, shouting, "Don't be afraid! It will work out in time!" "But what if it doesn't?" asks the doubting voice in my mind. "Well than it will be a lesson to learn, that patience and hard work don't always earn you what you deserve."

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I can hear my steady breaths Synchronised with the whirring of the fan. My fingers tap the edge of the table in a rhythmic pattern Tap, Tap, Tap,Tapa, Tap, tap. My ears are finely tuned, eager to hear the crack of of the door as it swings open To hear your rapid footsteps as you traipse in to greet me once more. I showed up on time with a handful of flowers and an eager heart. *** 2 hours later *** My palms swear profusely As I pace nervously from one end of the room to another, Tak, tak, taka, tak, tak. The heels of my shoes click repeatedly against the wooden floor As I sit and stand and walk and pace and move and race and STOP. *** 6 hours later *** I wait and wait and wait some more My head is throbbing and my eyes are dull My makeup has come off and my hair is undone. But,my breath is steady again And my fingers are still. I trudge and linger and stall and sigh The door creaks open and I walk out, head held high Memories now forgotten, but my pride is intact and the flowers are rotten.

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Jul 16, 2017

Jul 16, 2017 at 3:59 AM UTC

amritag

The Wait

I can hear my steady breaths Synchronised with the whirring of the fan. My fingers tap the edge of the table in a rhythmic pattern Tap, Tap, Tap,Tapa, Tap, tap. My ears are finely tuned, eager to hear the crack of of the door as it swings open To hear your rapid footsteps as you traipse in to greet me once more. I showed up on time with a handful of flowers and an eager heart. *** 2 hours later *** My palms swear profusely As I pace nervously from one end of the room to another, Tak, tak, taka, tak, tak. The heels of my shoes click repeatedly against the wooden floor As I sit and stand and walk and pace and move and race and STOP. *** 6 hours later *** I wait and wait and wait some more My head is throbbing and my eyes are dull My makeup has come off and my hair is undone. But,my breath is steady again And my fingers are still. I trudge and linger and stall and sigh The door creaks open and I walk out, head held high Memories now forgotten, but my pride is intact and the flowers are rotten.

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To my friend, I haven't met you yet You should know that What you see is what you get I am not a liar, perhaps just Brutally honest but I will sprinkle compassion On your morning coffee and Comfort you day and night In the dark times to come I don't have anything to give Except my own company and A whole lot of love Hopefully that's good enough I'll never be perfect but None of us are, so hopefully You'll enjoy my company Better than I do at least Maybe when we're together We can go see a movie Or you could come for a drink With me and my girlfriend I just know you're going to love her She's everything to me and you'll Get along just fine I know it Did I mention my family is big? I have five sisters but it's not Even half as insufferable as you'd think They're just like me in a way except Better suited to girly stuff My parents are great and my dad Gets on with near enough everyone I hope to meet you soon mate It's lonely without you here I can be your right hand man You can be my comfort zone Here's to the day we meet Be patient buddy, it can't be long now Much love from Your soon to be best friend Finley x

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Sep 10, 2016

Sep 10, 2016 at 10:24 AM UTC

finley-pietersen

Here's To The Day We Meet

To my friend, I haven't met you yet You should know that What you see is what you get I am not a liar, perhaps just Brutally honest but I will sprinkle compassion On your morning coffee and Comfort you day and night In the dark times to come I don't have anything to give Except my own company and A whole lot of love Hopefully that's good enough I'll never be perfect but None of us are, so hopefully You'll enjoy my company Better than I do at least Maybe when we're together We can go see a movie Or you could come for a drink With me and my girlfriend I just know you're going to love her She's everything to me and you'll Get along just fine I know it Did I mention my family is big? I have five sisters but it's not Even half as insufferable as you'd think They're just like me in a way except Better suited to girly stuff My parents are great and my dad Gets on with near enough everyone I hope to meet you soon mate It's lonely without you here I can be your right hand man You can be my comfort zone Here's to the day we meet Be patient buddy, it can't be long now Much love from Your soon to be best friend Finley x

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its been a while since my eyes have seen a dry night i don't know who's to blame if its worth any at all blame, i mean i know this isn't worth tears yet they are eager to fall they are willing to be seen they are much braver than me

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Feb 19, 2013

Feb 19, 2013 at 1:21 AM UTC

victoria-bravo

tear

its been a while since my eyes have seen a dry night i don't know who's to blame if its worth any at all blame, i mean i know this isn't worth tears yet they are eager to fall they are willing to be seen they are much braver than me

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Birds ate there all eatables flapping their wings as a dance trimming and preen of the wings jump here there, losing no chance black, blue, brown their cute colours short, long, slim, heavy, lightweight wings and flight memorable all in hurry to have fate chirp in low high sound, fresh mood they were neat, beautiful smart search everywhere want of food giving an end, at the start each one looking for some good bit sip enough to quench thirst no one waiting, for its turn a cute gay bird, find it first while the lyrics touch my soul chirp, chirp, chirp was their tweet, song making a norm; fresh my mood melodious their sweet song ripe fruit there serve passer-by there were trees to grant a shade there was rule 'No Restriction' beauty of leaves not yet fade pan was waiting to serve them one sharp sip hurry to fly child fell down while knocked at rock help! Help! Shoutinnocent cry sound dangerous, **** of earth crackling, falling, housing, wall help, no rescue love or hate site was changed in front of all no charm, fame, concert at all there was no work, club or shop speech for help was useless try any search team, rescue flop winking eyes now teary one no-one could found there a bun there no signs of living one no care there, no deal, no done birds ate there all eatables flapping their wings as a dance trimming and preen of the wings jump here there, losing no chance chirp, chirp sad song low high sound they were neat, beautiful smart search everywhere want of food giving an end, at the star each one looking for some good bit sip enough, quench the thirst no one waiting, for its turn cute bird could not find it first while the lyrics, touch my soul chirp, chirp, chirp was their sad song making a norm, my sad mood melodious, fair sad song no fruit there for passer-by no trees there to grant a shade they were buried, there, somewhere no green leaves at risk of fade all the owners slept and pressed sound dangerous lifeless rock ruined everywhere tragic song mud, stone, sand, all-cause of shock no help, care there, love or hate there was silence as no play no pan waiting there at all birds could find a broken tray you reveal it then I know my pangs are more than a sea there is link between the two soul and body, You and me

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Mar 21, 2015

Mar 21, 2015 at 7:59 PM UTC

zik

BY THE SUDDEN CRASHED HOUSES

Birds ate there all eatables flapping their wings as a dance trimming and preen of the wings jump here there, losing no chance black, blue, brown their cute colours short, long, slim, heavy, lightweight wings and flight memorable all in hurry to have fate chirp in low high sound, fresh mood they were neat, beautiful smart search everywhere want of food giving an end, at the start each one looking for some good bit sip enough to quench thirst no one waiting, for its turn a cute gay bird, find it first while the lyrics touch my soul chirp, chirp, chirp was their tweet, song making a norm; fresh my mood melodious their sweet song ripe fruit there serve passer-by there were trees to grant a shade there was rule 'No Restriction' beauty of leaves not yet fade pan was waiting to serve them one sharp sip hurry to fly child fell down while knocked at rock help! Help! Shoutinnocent cry sound dangerous, **** of earth crackling, falling, housing, wall help, no rescue love or hate site was changed in front of all no charm, fame, concert at all there was no work, club or shop speech for help was useless try any search team, rescue flop winking eyes now teary one no-one could found there a bun there no signs of living one no care there, no deal, no done birds ate there all eatables flapping their wings as a dance trimming and preen of the wings jump here there, losing no chance chirp, chirp sad song low high sound they were neat, beautiful smart search everywhere want of food giving an end, at the star each one looking for some good bit sip enough, quench the thirst no one waiting, for its turn cute bird could not find it first while the lyrics, touch my soul chirp, chirp, chirp was their sad song making a norm, my sad mood melodious, fair sad song no fruit there for passer-by no trees there to grant a shade they were buried, there, somewhere no green leaves at risk of fade all the owners slept and pressed sound dangerous lifeless rock ruined everywhere tragic song mud, stone, sand, all-cause of shock no help, care there, love or hate there was silence as no play no pan waiting there at all birds could find a broken tray you reveal it then I know my pangs are more than a sea there is link between the two soul and body, You and me

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I am counting days and nights Sitting under the **** sky .. Reading , writing and cherishing about How will it be when I will ... Actually meet you ! Those voice mails , recordered songs , text messages While walking bare feet on the grass And smirking watching the same text over and over . It's night again , where I will .. Just do what I keep doing the best ! D-R-E-A-M on ! And I keep on waiting for those days When I will see you ... Touch your fragile skin ... Make you smile and keep it forever ... Because "smile" is what you need . You can't stop smiling just because , They told "not to do so , you don't look good." They aren't somebody to understand What one "smile" brings to people ... It makes life worthy . Always.. Don't stop doing something which you love to , Just because "they" told not to do so . You are way more beautiful than you think . You are beyond 'humanity'... You are the pure soul, Who knows what is "love" Who knows the value of "tears" Who knows beauty doesn't get a definition by "skin color" You are the one I am eager to meet , Because you are not "somebody else". "........ And here I keep on waiting for those days to come , Soon .."

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Sep 12, 2014

Sep 12, 2014 at 4:25 PM UTC

ivy-mukherjee

"And I keep on waiting for those days ...."

I am counting days and nights Sitting under the **** sky .. Reading , writing and cherishing about How will it be when I will ... Actually meet you ! Those voice mails , recordered songs , text messages While walking bare feet on the grass And smirking watching the same text over and over . It's night again , where I will .. Just do what I keep doing the best ! D-R-E-A-M on ! And I keep on waiting for those days When I will see you ... Touch your fragile skin ... Make you smile and keep it forever ... Because "smile" is what you need . You can't stop smiling just because , They told "not to do so , you don't look good." They aren't somebody to understand What one "smile" brings to people ... It makes life worthy . Always.. Don't stop doing something which you love to , Just because "they" told not to do so . You are way more beautiful than you think . You are beyond 'humanity'... You are the pure soul, Who knows what is "love" Who knows the value of "tears" Who knows beauty doesn't get a definition by "skin color" You are the one I am eager to meet , Because you are not "somebody else". "........ And here I keep on waiting for those days to come , Soon .."

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