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#fightback
no one knows you better than i do. so get back up— start again. don’t you dare go down, don’t disappear, don’t vanish into thin air. you spent your life wallowing, drowning, instead of swimming— you chose to sink. so just beat it. beat it. to make it out alive, you do what you can. so beat it. obstacles are gifts, challenges in disguise. one second. two. count to ten. time is valuable. it doesn’t matter how long it takes— just beat it.
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Sep 9, 2025
Sep 9, 2025 at 2:47 AM UTC
beat it
Plethora of fears confined her She fled from them, in search of equanimity. She scurried hither and thither, hopefully. But, alas! She couldn't find any. Days went by cursing her life's fate She realized how helpless she is And one day she dared to fight back, which vanished her fears in thin air...
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Aug 22, 2020
Aug 22, 2020 at 4:24 AM UTC
Fight back!
Do not send me flowers until I'm dead You need not pretend you ever cared Save those tears for another time Life will not go per your design How long will you keep tearing my wings How will you pay the price of your sins To k*ll someone with just your words To cage me in , under the sword It's easy to lock me behind the door And wipe the blood you spilled on the floor But Even if I die a thousand deaths I won't be a victim of your threats No more being your slave I'd rather lie in a grave I'll stich my wings and fly away You can no longer turn my blue skies to grey
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Jul 16, 2020
Jul 16, 2020 at 3:24 AM UTC
BROKEN WINGS
I wore our relationship like an old noose Because I liked the feeling of the heaviness , the feeling of my breath slowly escaping me But it was always my fault. Your words spit fire leaving my heart aching Your hand print rests on my skin as a reminder that I was wrong. I apologize that I keep falling apart before your glue has time to dry. But I’m tired and ashamed My glue doesn’t want to stick anymore I have kissed boys Girls People in between but lately I’ve been kissing bottles Their lips are colder than yours The blade that kisses my wrist reminds me that I’m not alone Because I would rather bleed to know I’m alive then try to pick myself back up for you, but , I apologize for my broken heart.
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May 20, 2020
May 20, 2020 at 6:47 PM UTC
Apologies from a broken heart
You think you’re hard ‘cause you threw me in a cold cell? You think you’re cold ‘cause you giving me the hard sell? You’ve shown your cards and this game is getting old. Hell, you just mad ‘cause I’m ******* wit’ your cartel! Huddle up, cover up. I’ll call your mother up. Ask her if she’s proud of her son Then we’ll snuggle up. Make another little pig squeal; hit the double-up. Pack a bowl, lean back and we bubble up. Another day in the life of a citizen. Getting chased down by the pigs ‘cause we dissing ‘em. Wool in your eyes? That’s their lies. Don’t be missing ‘em. Always spoke the words of the truth, Now I’m spitting ‘em and I don’t need no introduction. Please, no interruptions. Quiet down! We’re here to talk about corruption. You’ll make a copy, right? Free for reproduction. These ************* think that nobody can touch them: Shouting HANDS UP! Yeah I see ‘em on the clock. ‘cause your time’s running out. Tick, tick tock. You want a witch hunt? Put me in the dock And we’ll see who’s the ***** when You’re ******* on my **** ‘cause I’m gonna rid your face Of that smug little grin. Convinced the world I’d lost it. Oh! But I’m about to win. So little pig, little pig, let me begin ‘cause like an anorexic hospital my patience wearing thin! I said… Prosecution full of lies and irrelevance ***** please! Don’t insult my intelligence. You want respect? Well excuse my irreverence, But a little birdie said you’re fabricating evidence! Beneficent, benevolent. Arresting your malevolence. I’m shattering your elements. Establishing a precedent. My work may be inelegant. My actions are unhesitant. But when we gonna talk about this ************* elephant? You know it’s tragic How you cannot see the logic. ******* neurons are nomadic, Your intelligence sporadic. Ugh! You’re an infection, I’m the, Antibiotic. Sick enough to turn a man ******* spasmodic episodic. Drink swill from your buckets While you steal from our pockets. Red pill. Better **** it cos you’re, **** out of luck. Deep-roots to your habits. Blue suits to the Sabbat. You’re Masonic yet moronic, And you know I’ve ******* had it With this ******** Cos you’re full of **** Forked tongues set to stun with a full clip. You’re just a bully and I’m sick of all your school **** Law unto yourself But I won’t let you enforce it, ‘cause I came to rescue an angel, Heaven-sent, and I can smell what kind of **** this is. Yeah, it’s evident You’ve been intimidating witnesses. Like FGM. You kidnapped Themis and Astraea And circumcised their ******** – is This a ******* joke? Are you for real ************ It’s the Devil you invoke. What’s the deal ************ This a dreadnought you provoked And I’m steel ************ Now it’s time you ******* spoke. Take the wheel ************ What, you got nothing to say, And it’s too late to pray? Justice coming your way, Now truth has entered the fray. So I’m passing the mic ‘cause we gonna indict. Focus the limelight. ******* be ammonite!
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May 11, 2020
May 11, 2020 at 9:40 PM UTC
Ammonite: An ode to the boys in blue
You think you’re hard ‘cause you threw me in a cold cell? You think you’re cold ‘cause you giving me the hard sell? You’ve shown your cards and this game is getting old. Hell, you just mad ‘cause I’m ******* wit’ your cartel! Huddle up, cover up. I’ll call your mother up. Ask her if she’s proud of her son Then we’ll snuggle up. Make another little pig squeal; hit the double-up. Pack a bowl, lean back and we bubble up. Another day in the life of a citizen. Getting chased down by the pigs ‘cause we dissing ‘em. Wool in your eyes? That’s their lies. Don’t be missing ‘em. Always spoke the words of the truth, Now I’m spitting ‘em and I don’t need no introduction. Please, no interruptions. Quiet down! We’re here to talk about corruption. You’ll make a copy, right? Free for reproduction. These ************* think that nobody can touch them: Shouting HANDS UP! Yeah I see ‘em on the clock. ‘cause your time’s running out. Tick, tick tock. You want a witch hunt? Put me in the dock And we’ll see who’s the ***** when You’re ******* on my **** ‘cause I’m gonna rid your face Of that smug little grin. Convinced the world I’d lost it. Oh! But I’m about to win. So little pig, little pig, let me begin ‘cause like an anorexic hospital my patience wearing thin! I said… Prosecution full of lies and irrelevance ***** please! Don’t insult my intelligence. You want respect? Well excuse my irreverence, But a little birdie said you’re fabricating evidence! Beneficent, benevolent. Arresting your malevolence. I’m shattering your elements. Establishing a precedent. My work may be inelegant. My actions are unhesitant. But when we gonna talk about this ************* elephant? You know it’s tragic How you cannot see the logic. ******* neurons are nomadic, Your intelligence sporadic. Ugh! You’re an infection, I’m the, Antibiotic. Sick enough to turn a man ******* spasmodic episodic. Drink swill from your buckets While you steal from our pockets. Red pill. Better **** it cos you’re, **** out of luck. Deep-roots to your habits. Blue suits to the Sabbat. You’re Masonic yet moronic, And you know I’ve ******* had it With this ******** Cos you’re full of **** Forked tongues set to stun with a full clip. You’re just a bully and I’m sick of all your school **** Law unto yourself But I won’t let you enforce it, ‘cause I came to rescue an angel, Heaven-sent, and I can smell what kind of **** this is. Yeah, it’s evident You’ve been intimidating witnesses. Like FGM. You kidnapped Themis and Astraea And circumcised their ******** – is This a ******* joke? Are you for real ************ It’s the Devil you invoke. What’s the deal ************ This a dreadnought you provoked And I’m steel ************ Now it’s time you ******* spoke. Take the wheel ************ What, you got nothing to say, And it’s too late to pray? Justice coming your way, Now truth has entered the fray. So I’m passing the mic ‘cause we gonna indict. Focus the limelight. ******* be ammonite!
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When will you give your heart a chance to soar? What's it gonna take for you to believe you deserve more? I know this is a theme I've explored before That when people push you down, you don't have to stay on the floor. But you still don't believe me, so I'll keep saying it until you feel it in your core. You are not a product of your environment You can change the score The first step is to find happiness. Then, it's time to start opening doors. It'll take some time. So make sure to bring a friend. Don't give up, I'll see you at the end.
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Oct 21, 2019
Oct 21, 2019 at 8:54 PM UTC
See you at the end
I hear nothing but waves, and the air cascading around me with flecks of salt, But i see infinite stretches of vulnerablity, it's as if i want to cradle this liquid into a glass and rock it to sleep as the waves and water do to me. It is already the beginning of the ash mixing with the salt, And the coral as white as the rarest of albino, The layers of life are being heated to an extra degree, The sun which gives us prosperity and hope beams in an angry, mocking setiment as if a child has been abused. Which it has. And the child protection workers are nowhere to be found. As a family we have to admit our mistakes, We have to strive to be better, We need procedure, supports to at least be good enough, We need to stop beating, abusing, and bruising. Because our child will withdraw, our child will retaliate, and eventually fight back or destroy itself in the process. And we will go along with it.
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Jan 7, 2020
Jan 7, 2020 at 4:44 PM UTC
Abused Australia
she treks her path and sets ablaze to all that land their gaze on her. -hell on wheels
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Oct 6, 2019
Oct 6, 2019 at 5:30 PM UTC
she.
It was in that moment when I couldn’t walk outside wearing shorts that I  knew society was ****** up It was in the moment that my shirt that hung off my shoulders meant that I wanted to have *** that I knew society was ****** up Because we’re built on grounds that say if you’re still a ****** you’re dull and boring and if you’re not, you’re a ***** in waiting We’re built on grounds that call girls ****** and ***** if they don’t give it up we’re built on grounds where we make girls feels worthless because they say no It was in the moment that your hands trailed my skin in a sin that I knew society was ****** up and when I told someone how your evil hands played me like a toy that it was automatically my fault because my shirt was too low and all my makeup basically said I was asking for it. But the difference between you and I was that I saw my body as a temple and you turned my temple into a sinful pool so the second time your hands wanted to play tag with my body I didn’t say anything my unresponsive language was enough to make you think I said yes because I was petrified by your greasy grimy hands that I froze and when I tried telling my mom she said guys will be guys and that I needed to move on so when you came back for the third time I didn’t scream or shout I didn’t try to fight back I thought guys will be guys and I need to move on.
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Jul 14, 2019
Jul 14, 2019 at 9:14 PM UTC
Outsiders
I lay on the ground ****** and bruised. Momentarily dazed and confused. Looking up at my opponent, that which we call Life. Standing over me, filled with heartache and strife. Trying to hold me down, foot upon my chest. Taunting me to stand again, to manifest. To reassess my situation, the choices that have to lead to this moment. I lay battered and broken, silently moaning things left unspoken, wistfully hoping for another opportunity. The possibility to show my determination and ability to overcome such adversity. My opponent steps away smiling, encouraging me to get to my feet. Yelling that my time is not over; telling me I have much to complete. I look up to see Hope in my corner, that which fills me with light. To stand again determined and continue to fight. Knowing good and well I will fall again in this brawl. That I will have to crawl, struggle, and give it my all. For this opponent, Life, he ain't easy. Though he smiles, he is crazy, quite unfair, at times ****** I must remember the things I am fighting for. Love, friendship, happiness, the things I adore. Hindsight is 20/20, regret is meaningless, time cannot be reversed. I look forward, smile back and yell ,"I am right here. do your worst!"
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Jul 17, 2019
Jul 17, 2019 at 8:47 AM UTC
-Fight for It All-
when the world was cruel and you impair you were alone and had no give back when you were bulldozed for aims you never had your personality was rescind and disguised to regular when you had no choice to leave and move ahead you bore the odium of nugatory pack when you were so good and gave all your best you were loathed and clepe as bad times when heartbroken you cried to sleep your head under pillow words unavowed bide You turned cold with FIRE inside it would have been better IF YOUR SILENCE SPOKE OTHERWISE ....
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May 24, 2019
May 24, 2019 at 8:57 AM UTC
If silence spoke otherwise ..
my mind has turned against me images of being tortured bounce like a red hot molecule inside my skull "you deserve this" "you're worthless" they scream in my ear its like a non stop 747 flying by my head but today was different i grabbed the thoughts by the throat and pressed them against the wall with my eyes burning with righteous anger i throw them to the ground i press my boot against its throat and press with all my wieght they begin to choak gasping for air they utter a single phrase "please have mercy on me" you didn't have mercy on me you didn't give me an ounce of joy you didn't allow me to get out of bed so no i will not have mercy on you i will end your miserable existence in the trunk and down the street i throw you in a ditch shovel to the head (1) i bury you far away from me i'm not stupid though i know you'll come back but this time i'm prepared if you come on my doorstep again i will not be held accountable for my actions
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Oct 12, 2018
Oct 12, 2018 at 12:27 PM UTC
The Fight
Why to cut your nerve with a blade, Why to cry on the bed on which all night you laid, Why you try your scream not to be heard, Why don't you just say it in a word. Everyday you die with those tears, Why don't you try to overcome your fears? Everyday you cry by covering your face, Why don't you try to compete in this world race? You need to stand strong, Through all right and wrong, No matter what I'll always be there for you, As I truly love you. **** it before it kills you, Gems like you are very few, You are the player of this game, Play it,win it and make your name! -Deepti
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Oct 9, 2018
Oct 9, 2018 at 11:01 AM UTC
**** DEPRESSION
I'm standing here Looking in the mirror Running my bleeding hands over the glass Feeling every slice and every **** And looking back at me If the little girl I used to be She says what have you done to me You have killed and buried me I see in her eyes who I used to be When I was the captain of that cheer team Being that beautiful girl I was never meant to be But behind her I see the demon That came over me That ripped me to shreds and Pulled me into the rivers of blood and dread The scars that cover me from the fights The demons have broken my wings And thrown me to the depths But they forgot I have claws So I'm climbing from the depths I'm fighting for her The girl thrown to the curb I sing for her I fight for her I bleed for her So I take one last look into the mirror And destroy it that girl was fought her war Now I will fight mine
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Aug 18, 2018
Aug 18, 2018 at 9:55 PM UTC
Reflection
Last night I saw the fear in your eyes the vulnerability seeping in. I made you vulnerable and you hated me for that you hated that I was the only one who actually made you feel something so you had to go and cheat but I was the **** all though your inbox says different A flirty message with a heart faced attached it doesn't mean anything I tell myself he loves me. But I never truly believed. Us girls caught up in our heads is he thinking of me too. you broke my heart and I want to break your spine my therapist says letting anger out is healthy but I actually want you to die I want you to feel the pain I felt when I saw you with not the first but the third girl. But I was the idiot for going back. I want you to not be able to sleep at night Having panic attack after panic attack wondering why you were never good enough I want you to die because I see in colors and you shut your blue eyes and now all I see is black. because you said you loved me and her and her my liver trying to accommodate all the alcohol just to get a weakened smile my veins screaming for me to stop bleeding them dry my head spiraling trying to get me to think of anything else but you your manipulative blue eyes and your sinful lips but I am my own worst enemy
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Jul 20, 2018
Jul 20, 2018 at 7:21 PM UTC
Vulnerable
My words are sharpened My will is made of stone I'm ready for the war now Get set here we go The fears that once broke me Are now steps I've climbed The tears that once controlled me Won't keep me up at night I've sharpened my swords I'm ready to fight So you say I'm worthless I've been told that all my life I'm done with running away So get ready for a fight The creatures of the night Are now standing by my side So get ready here we go now I'm gonna fight with all my might They say that heroes fade But legends never die You may break my bones But I'll get up and fight You can't break the will Of a legend who never dies So get ready here we go now Get ready for the fight You beat me once before But now Is my time to show I'm taking my own destiny I'm making my own life So don't try and stop me Cause you won win the fight.
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Jul 18, 2018
Jul 18, 2018 at 3:18 PM UTC
Fight
She was broke, only her heart now spoke. This was not what she'd asked for, or wanted to cherish. But now, she was a pariah left all alone. All was not yet lost, she could still cope, with a Ray Of Hope... She struggled and pushed herself through the dark, and she found it at last, she no longer needed anyone else's support, Cause she was now herself- 'A RAY OF HOPE' !
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Mar 30, 2018
Mar 30, 2018 at 2:28 PM UTC
A Ray Of Hope
when the knife is being twisted oh so slowly deep in my gut i am imagine myself fighting back in my mind's eye i am twisting the same words to hurt you more than you're hurting me 'ugly.ambitious.selfish.thick-faced.stupid.reckless.ungrateful.' with the hilt of my words you will wail and beg for me to stop to please just stop it and i wouldn't listen because you didn't even offer me a chance to breathe from all the suffering i will return the favor and even after all of what you've done to me i will still hesitate to give you the final stab because that is what revenge does it makes you pause and rethink but only for a little while afterwards, you will pick the weapon again and give the final blow i killed you right after it all while you left me here—rotting to death i still have mercy
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Dec 20, 2017
Dec 20, 2017 at 9:29 PM UTC
mercy
Slowly, but surely tearing you apart I can make it easy coulda made it fast then again, where's the fun in that? Now you see me, now you won't Still I'm standing on my own Under the ground, I lurk Behind those walls, I work Watch out, watch out I'm right beside you I'm the Gippeto in all those Pinocchio's Praising thee, fooling thou Knowing thy secrets as you go Skeletons in the closet unlocked by Skeleton key Under thy bed Pennywise will be Oh no, don't dread we've only just started Prepare my friend For far is the end Hey, look, a House a House of cards burning, ashened turned into dust blown by the wind gone in the air the whole little kingdom is reduced to nil Remember now and listen clear in every game, in every poker the Queen could never beat the Joker. Lose. Die. Repeat.
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Nov 22, 2017
Nov 22, 2017 at 10:53 AM UTC
Juckerspiel
keep your dog on the leash wouldn't want it to go wild you make me trot behind you wouldn't let you feel riled you taught me "never say no" bark! - you say, sit! - you say when did i become like this the break-myself-just-to-obey kind of buddy, your little puppy wag my tail then fake my smile wow! you trained me well, scoiety swear i've been good for awhile where's my treat, what is it? bag of sweets, bag of praise, a gold tied to my very leash? but not a lot, just in case i ask for too much, be too much tell me how to act now speak now, you think i'm yours while i think of the word 'how' how did i get myself caught and learn how to listen too much making them think i won't bite because they always forget that anyone with a mouth might.
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Oct 28, 2017
Oct 28, 2017 at 7:33 AM UTC
i am not your puppy
i was a little girl you where a grown man i had no say you acted upon your own sin you took my flower i was too young to know at the time you had the power to that i say no more you are a filthy demon of the night i am a ****** by heart and its my own right you rot in your own filth forever a beast you will be i have many choices of who i want to be a writer, a painter, psychologist, or musician i have a life that is worth living you may have taken my flower but my words still remain you thought you had the power but you're only insane
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Oct 21, 2017
Oct 21, 2017 at 2:49 AM UTC
Flower
It’s Election Time again and I could care less about the candidates, or the “race”. There are other problems we haven’t yet dealt with. What about the hungry, or those without blankets, constantly staying iced to warm up their blood, as well as their hearts. With America’s swap of caring about people to their inward shift of self-indulgence, and greediness. Politicians screaming lies. False hopes for the “free” America. Put in office changing minds and morals, “Retracting statements”, taking back their word, wordlessly. Feeding the hungry public with individual grains of rice. Letting us have just enough to hold on, our freedom has gone involuntarily astray, and we are the sheep lead to the slaughter. Blinded by our own gluttony! For a tiny piece of rice? But no longer. Remember, the government should fear us, 'by the people, for the people'. It’s time to erase the brain washing. It’s time to stand up in the Land of the Free. Unless you already think America really is ‘the land of the free’ indeed. Until then, we’ll see exactly how far we can fall. This time it could be endless.
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Dec 3, 2016
Dec 3, 2016 at 4:53 PM UTC
Untitled
i will not not go down without a fight I WILL NOT NOT GO DOWN WITHOUT A FIGHT **will not will not will not will not** i'm standing up in front of my demons to say **THAT I WILL NOT GO DOWN WITHOUT A ******* FIGHT.**
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Sep 4, 2016
Sep 4, 2016 at 10:19 PM UTC
manifesto