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You say you can prove it… yet it’s all talk, “Keep the mystery alive,” you say as we walk. But tell me honestly, what mystery’s there, When my heart for you is laid fully bare? Just admit it, I love you deep and hard, Not some soft line, not a passing card. You can insist that you love me more, But listen to what my heartbeat’s for. No one has felt what I feel inside, This restless rhythm I cannot hide. Every second the thought of you Makes my heart beat strong and true. And when I’m talking to you, it races again, Faster and louder than it’s ever been. I may seem calm, like nothing’s new, But inside I’m still amazed by you. The same excitement as the very first day, Every single time you come my way. That’s my proof, simple and true, I love you more than you realise I do.
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Mar 8
Mar 8, 2026 at 4:12 PM UTC
My Truth of Your Mystery
I’ve lived in your heart for a minute now. And though I love it here, the faucet leaks, the door doesn’t shut right sometimes I have to hold a hand to it just to lock it back. When you drink, the space between your ribs tightens, and your liver expands. The neighbors aren’t so bad. They keep to themselves. When they see me, we talk about how high the rent is, how much we don’t get in return for the association fees, how often we wake up to notices on our door about late payments always knocking like the police. For this reason, I don’t attend any of the meetings. But I don’t want to leave. I’ve lived in your heart for a minute now long enough to sleep through the creaks when it settles, long enough to know that home is where my heart is. Forever isn’t a day here. It stretches into the way you snore when you think no one is listening probably my favorite sound
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Mar 15, 2025
Mar 15, 2025 at 12:18 AM UTC
Forever Isn't A Day
You are the sun That peeks Through the window, Letting me know that It's time to get the day Started. You are the roots, Cut and carved from the trees That provide shelter, A place to live, A place to grow. A foundation built From strong roots, That stretch and wrap around me. You are the air that circulates Through my lungs, The air that, if I think about too long, I'll mess up how much You've changed my life. When I am in you, I am not in some house, Nor am I in just any old room. I realize that I am home, That I have everything I need. When I close my eyes, The first thing I see Is you, And how the first thing I want to do is come back To you
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Feb 7, 2025
Feb 7, 2025 at 10:33 PM UTC
Come Back
She unravels herself like a rose In the palm of my hand. Some of her petals break off And lay to the side The pain of growth, Making room for something new. She looks me in the eye, The tension of letting go Of reasonable fear. Too many lonely nights. The crescent moon of every lie Hovers over her head. Piece by piece, She's laid that insecurity in my hands, That uncertainty in her eyes, Slowly turning into trust. Seeing that I didn’t discard The pieces of her that flaked off, In my hands. Regardless of how bad they look, They are a part of her. She twists and she turns, Her thorns piercing my skin, One after another. With confidence, I don’t have to tell her That I am not afraid. But I do so anyway. The crescent moon that hangs Above her head fills out And becomes full. As comfortable as she seems, Fear still lingers. No matter how much she Lets go, She's been let down before. In time, my hands will become A vase that will protect her from harm, And my heart a place That will warm her always. When the day comes she knows, With certainty, that I am not afraid, I will still tell her I am not afraid
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Dec 15, 2024
Dec 15, 2024 at 7:26 AM UTC
Brown Skinned Vase
The moon swallows the sun, And for a second, Everything becomes that much darker. Nothing moves. Silence looks around, Confused, looking for a sound. Her lips touch mine, And the world stops. I felt my breath leave my body. I felt her body through her lips. My throat the only thing that stops. My heart spilling over into her mouth. The silence around leans closer, Looking for a sound. Any smack, Any slurp we could give to feed Its hunger. We kissed like everything in us Filled the gaps between the stars. When it was over, Only a handful of people could tell you What an eclipse looks like
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Nov 13, 2024
Nov 13, 2024 at 11:16 AM UTC
Moon Swallows Sun
A hermit crab In love with his bongo. Scuffles on with his bongo beat. Each thump filling the empty space Around him. He walks the hot concrete. In search of something like home. His shell dragging behind Weighing him down. The thump no longer loud enough To move its tiny body. The rhythm barely rattling around its shell. After a while everything can turn into a drag. But still, he scuffles on. He smiles, stopping to take a break On the grass. The concrete burning his feet. His tiny claws scraping across the bongo. He looks over to his left. To find an old boot. Nodding her head, tapping the ground Following along to the beat. Although weathered, she too smiled. Echoing back his loud thuds. Her sole cracked but full of life. Life happens in the strangest way sometimes. Two outcasts alone. Drumming up stories without a word. Scuffling on a bongo heart. Life doesn't have to be a drag all the time.
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Sep 25, 2024
Sep 25, 2024 at 2:03 PM UTC
Bongo Soles
arms brush on the hands of a clock. infatuation discovers love longing to twist and turn into one another. caught between the tick. every second that passes they wait to cross the hour becomes an echo. reverberating in hesitation. anxiety grows impatient. each minute expanding to that grand moment. their shadows contract. the tension of the world fades. their skin darker than their shadow now. in a heart beat the clock tocks. you cannot tell them apart
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Sep 18, 2024
Sep 18, 2024 at 9:07 PM UTC
Tell Apart
In a short whisper. A shy hurricane drifts. It swirls, rain cascading down. It sees you, longing for your embrace. Delicate. A storm brews inside. Looking for a way to get out. Do you feel it. The gust of its heart quickens, tenfold. Longing to dissipate and cover you whole. In a short whisper. The skies darken. Everything comes to a hush. Its fears no longer wrapped tight. A shy hurricane in search of love. Knows nothing. But to rage
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Jul 15, 2024
Jul 15, 2024 at 11:24 PM UTC
Rage
in a downpour of rain. the world fades away in a flash of white. the rain slants and drizzles, Beginning to fill the gaps of potholes. And crooked cracks left empty against the pavement. the drivers behind the wheels of their cars turn their windshield wipers on high, to no avail. Their wipers constantly beaded down, covered white. Fading away. the downpour is too heavy. the rain is too heavy. It's thuds bead down against the metal car roofs. my heart too sways in the wind. Pinged and drenched, caught in the downpour of how your heart's whispers have turned to screams. rain-soaked tears unveiled to fill the gaps of all things missing. including the distance between you and I. Soon, I too will errupt and overflow. Fading away in a flash of white
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Jul 9, 2024
Jul 9, 2024 at 6:54 PM UTC
Downpour
when I think about you I hold you close and place you around my neck like a necklace. somewhere where I know that you're safe. somewhere that I don't have to question. your lips a pendant to the charms that bang against my chest if I were to run. the chain of your arms looped around my neck. not to bind, or to keep stagnant. to take in the sights, to breathe as one, just as the planets that clasp together, dangling from the universe's neck. and how the stars gleam and radiate. bouncing and filling the empty gaps of space. astronauts know this for a fact. nestled in the comfort of their ships, sailing the sky. clutching their keepsakes. thinking about the love they've left back home. although I am far from an astronaut. you guide me through some of my darkest times. when I think about you I hold you close and place you around my neck like a necklace. if ever I am lost, you center me
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Jul 9, 2024
Jul 9, 2024 at 5:10 PM UTC
If Ever I Am Lost
She came from heaven & laid her head Down next to mine. It felt like I had crawled into the sun & Realized that everything was not what it seemed. She became an island One my emotions began to explore, Simplified to pacing in circles walking back and forth. She came from heaven & laid her head Down next to mine. I'd realized that I never seen the sun set. My gratitude today hopeful of the invitation into tomorrow. She defies the gravity of my world
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Jun 11, 2022
Jun 11, 2022 at 6:30 PM UTC
Defy Gravity
Through the red joysticks And white & blue slap buttons. Without the advancement of memory cards Or weird split screens to distract. My last life is always the one I save for you, Through the experience points and colorful gems There’s much more to explore. My first wow, my first time, my next again & Again. No matter how many times I feel like I lose, You’re the reason I always get back up. My initials fill all ten slots of your heart, Until you're decommissioned and pulled Out of stock. There they will always remain
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Dec 31, 2021
Dec 31, 2021 at 4:47 AM UTC
Red Joysticks
She invited me into her home apologizing for the lack of things there. I could tell that she had renovated recently, getting rid of the things that no longer served purpose. I thought of her as timely, a perfect harmony of sage & mint candles burning on a black glass coffee table. about halfway through, I realized how much I loved her home. while she apologized in the beginning less is more & it showed by way of her smile. I enjoyed how everything was laid out, from the brochures of comfort to the cushion of where I sat. the greatest intimacy between us two. laughing at everything yet nothing at the same time. but still I thought, how much she inspired me to do the same when I got home. everything that I thought was beautiful before no longer had that same appeal. when i extended the same invitation, I too found myself apologizing for things that needed no explanation. my biggest source of inspiration, I was glad to see her growth & in turn stopped chasing the wrong things, I learned from her That everything is going to be alright
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Nov 17, 2021
Nov 17, 2021 at 8:41 AM UTC
Feng Shui
I love the conversations that we have. There's no rush involved A certain amount of logic or Anything otherwise overbearing. We might not say that we love each other in the sense of coming out & Saying the words, but We do so in a more fun generously Giving way. If I ever slouch or have something on my face you tell me in a way that doesn't feel remedial Or wait until I reach your train of thought, which could otherwise Feel embarrassing. A mutual understanding in patience, Filling an empty space in my bones. The cushioning that relaxes and eases Tension. No matter how goofy or if we don't see eye to eye. You're the only woman I want To fall asleep on, while You fall asleep on the couch. With three perfectly good explanations Down the hall
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Oct 25, 2021
Oct 25, 2021 at 1:42 PM UTC
Representation (Conversations)
My bed may not be as large As California or have a blanket As deep as the ocean. But it’s comfy and shares The same view as if we were there. When I am asleep with you, Everything becomes ideal. One of the best feelings the universe Could bestow. To discover a slice of heaven beside you. A spoon finding it’s way To the big dipper, in the same Lineage of how I see you. We stargaze with our eyes closed, Watching the stars bloom like flowers In complete comfort. The urge to explore further, A simple look, a simple smirk Head nestled deep in a pillow. The aspirations of becoming an astronaut Become that much clearer. I blast off & everything becomes dark My reflection staring at yours beneath mine, Until I see your face spread wide Across the moon. Happy and safe, My voyage is now complete
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Oct 19, 2021
Oct 19, 2021 at 2:41 PM UTC
California King
When buildings crumble & return back to dust & heads turn in disgust. Faced with lust & deeds Of mistrust. When all else fades & the stars speckle Like eons of old dust collected & swept across the sky, Time will cease to exist. While some of us ascend The staircase. Not all of us will be so fortunate In a desert of red. In any case, No matter which way you go, Wait for me. Wait for me at the floodgate Which passion percolates & The stars weep for us as we do For them. Don’t breathe without me, Just as I wouldn’t without you. Humble & unknowing I don’t know what’s to become of us But I do know, I don’t want to be without you. When buildings crumble & return back to dust When all else fades & the stars speckle Like eons of old dust collected & swept across the sky. Wait for me, No matter what happens
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Aug 10, 2021
Aug 10, 2021 at 11:16 AM UTC
To be without you
When I am with you The sun shines it’s absolute brightest. Not a single cloud in the sky. No matter what side of town we’re on, No matter what we do. All I see is clear skies, no matter what they say. Even if it does, so what. I am with you. My own personal parade, beautiful In every way. When you walk pass, everyone & Everything stops. Pretty brass skin, your voice smooth As silk. When I am with you, the sun shines It’s absolute brightest & I am at ease. The best part of the day, No matter what side of town, No matter what we wear. The sun shines it’s absolute best When we’re together. Not a single drop of rain comes to mind, Not a single drop
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Jul 2, 2021
Jul 2, 2021 at 11:57 PM UTC
Not A Single Drop
There are over a million things To do in the name of pleasure. Over a million more that involves Company. The person I could be, The person I’d love to be, Over a million things that could go wrong. This thought a wave pattern found In an ocean of sheets, The shore of the mattress bare. The meeting of my fingers interlocked With yours, The earth rotates & bends sideways. Without hesitation we are poured Up down left & right, Over a million things that could go wrong. Lost at sea in complete darkness I cling to you to keep warm. Lost in the earth, you blush morning. Shedding light to infinity. Your face a cathedral of a million things That could go right. Smushed & paused in excitement. Finally. A religion that doesn’t require A curriculum. The earth rotates & bends, I am baptized in the liquid from Your lips & like a fish I am alive, & like a fish I can breathe without fear That you’d be stolen & renamed Without fear that you’d be stolen & renamed. Robbed of over a million things That could go right, Between the sheets we hide. I cling to you to keep warm, lost in the earth You blush morning. Shedding light to infinity. Finally. A religion that doesn’t require A curriculum. The person I could be, The person I’d love to be, Without fear. I wander you freely
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Jun 29, 2021
Jun 29, 2021 at 11:24 AM UTC
Freely
Real love lives in your eyes, It lives in your smile. It's even shared through the extension Of your hand. Real love is exceptional & phenomenal, Much like a cassette tape wound up In emotion. Real love is realistic & finds a way to communicate, no matter How hard the emotion. Real love travels with you. Real love lives & breathes the same Breath as you. The beat of your heart divine & Echos mine. Real love remembers the day my heart met yours, Although it's been quite a while, Real love still remembers your name & Although cassette tapes are a bit Outdated. I still remember staying up all night Listening to the sound of your Voice. No matter the instrument, Real love finds a way
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Jun 29, 2021
Jun 29, 2021 at 10:44 AM UTC
Real Love
I've taken delicate walks Where my hand meets the arch of your back & I've drowned In the aroma of the sun kissed sun. You've caressed in an whisper where me myself & my thoughts linger. The foliage of your lips Against the edge of my ear. To where my memories of you are open ended and bruised by the sigh of a thorn Covered in black lace. The glow of blackberry petals in the September sun. I've massaged your feet in the soil of my hands & rested your back against the bend of fingers Free to stand and grab the sun against the side of your neck. Next to my clothes on the hardwood floor Next to your blackberry lipstick on the night stand where we causally thirst in epiphany spread far & wide Over by the Mason jar filled with Water. Over by the night stand Where you & I delicately walk inside Each other
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Sep 14, 2020
Sep 14, 2020 at 5:18 PM UTC
Blackberry Roses
and you sent her a title of the song you wanted her to hear saying it was saying about the feelings you have, you wanted her to feel. but, she heard it before. you can't blame her but she did she had felt the world dance around the same beat swayed through the waves of the sounds with the wind when she was on her way to the beach one hot summer day. she had fell asleep on the same song on a school night having to wait to be validated. she have cried on the same song when he left her now, ask your self: are the songs really for her?
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May 11, 2020
May 11, 2020 at 1:12 PM UTC
songs for her(?)
We were Just friends Until we fell on each other And spoked like lovers And that seemed to be enough for Two teenagers who were scared to love one another.
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Feb 29, 2020
Feb 29, 2020 at 6:33 PM UTC
We were
Brown skin like coffee Lips sip in sensuous aroma. In brown porcelain, Fill my hands & explore my taste. Fill my lips With your brown skin. Inside my rough hands Dots of you remain I love how your body makes me feel Your mouth, your hands. All of you. Brown skin like coffee I hunger for the harvest of my tongue Against yours. Hot, yet warm to the touch Brown skin like coffee I love the stickiness you Leave behind
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Jan 3, 2020
Jan 3, 2020 at 11:27 AM UTC
Without Sugar, Without Cream
You are thick in size Curling around my fork String by string. You anchor my stomach & kiss my lips in a slurp. You never have to worry about The intrusion Curving my appetite with your Delicious coil. You curl yourself in front of me And invite me to come back for more. Fork after fork You unravel your flavor & Pack them in my mouth. You're the first thing on my mind And bowl Tasting you before you come to a boil. You're my noodle Perfectly seasoned and anchored To my soul. The broth the last kiss From me to you Until the next bowl
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Jan 3, 2020
Jan 3, 2020 at 9:56 AM UTC
Ramen & You
Words were spoken, yet, emotions were left unsaid. Gifts were exchanged, yet, happiness was never shared. Canvas had been prepared. yet, colors hardly registered. Thoughts had surfaced. yet, ideas were left uncovered. Songs were created, yet, music had not been premiered. Winds were blowing. yet, leaves had not been cleared. Sunshine was warming up. yet, cold never left my feet. Learnings had started. surely, knowing this was bittersweet. Loneliness had crept in. surely, dreams were all where I meet. Her.
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Nov 16, 2019
Nov 16, 2019 at 10:02 AM UTC
Mannequin Dreams