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#gladness
When you come back I'll share with you my sorrow, which -- will then be over.
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Aug 28, 2025
Aug 28, 2025 at 2:44 AM UTC
[ When you come back I'll ]
And she just wanted a little sunshine Among this obscence malodorous mud. She just wanted to hide in sun rays From this dirtiness, from this crud. And she just wanted to be joyful. She wanted to laugh but not in hysterics, That rippling laughter would wink with a smile. She wanted a gladness, and no mysteries. She also wanted a lot of snow, So white, so huge, with snow banks! But you found nothing better than damage all! Aren’t you people? There’s nothing sacred! And she just wanted a little happiness. You were so stingy, and she would have shared. She didn’t have grunge for you, she didn’t have meanness… At the beginning… Look, what you’ve achieved that! Look, what you’ve turned the angel into. She walks without the sun through the mud. She’s lost, but she isn’t humiliated. Why have you done all that to her, my God?! All that she wanted was little sunshine, A little warmth and simple happiness. And you thought that it was ****** and silly. You tore her soul to pieces! You’re merciless! Torn to shreads, appalled and pained, She still walks because she’s alive. And you keep on spill all with mud, Without seeing her, burn up and deprive.
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May 25, 2025
May 25, 2025 at 4:30 PM UTC
She just wanted a little sunshine
Come with gladness and thanksgiving Bring the joy of a life worth living Warm the heart with love's great fire The Spirit's breath to stoke and inspire Come now with glad tidings to share Let the song of your life fill the air Take in the wonder that's all around you In your very bones believe it is true
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Feb 8, 2025
Feb 8, 2025 at 10:36 PM UTC
Come With
Came out of rusty bars, with nothing but black stripes on me. I walk down the street alone, seeing everyone else with no stripes on. Their stares pierced through my innocence, as if my sins were still fresh for years. But someone held my head high, gave me a identity, purpose and forgiveness. He gave me a second chance, even when everyone else can't. I walk down the street not alone, but with someone who filled me with hope.
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Dec 24, 2019
Dec 24, 2019 at 7:42 AM UTC
Hope
"Why does it wish to come inside?" Such stubborn rain not seeing why. "Clearly a window is in its way." So why does it wish to come inside? Pitter patter, doesn't hear me. Chit chat, continued talking. Tick tock, time is passing. Whish whoosh, cars are driving. Splish splash, kids are playing. "So why are you trying to come in?" Confused, not seeing the point. "Clearly, it won't be worthwhile." So why does it wish to come inside? Click swish, the windows swung open. Pitter patter, the rain ran in. Tick tock, the sound of the clock. Silence silence, there's no other sounds. Pitter patter, the rain continues Hand held out to hold them tight Tick tock, splish splash "Now I know why you come inside."
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Dec 23, 2019
Dec 23, 2019 at 3:49 AM UTC
Stubborn Good Rain
This day you have made! I will rejoice and be glad in it! Yet again, you gave me a chance. I will rejoice and be grateful of it! Another day to feel your presence! I look forward to the day ahead!
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Jun 7, 2018
Jun 7, 2018 at 10:58 PM UTC
Rejoice
There are times in a lifetime When meanings collide Times when we wonder The reason why There are moments of sadness And gladness too Those memories won’t last us But they might have to do There is such a fine line Between the now and then Such precious little moments That we learn how to tend So take up my hand love And sing me your song Our moments together Won’t last all that long Your heart is my mainstay My chest full of pearls Your laughter has taught me My place in this world Let’s spend time together And weather the storm We can chase all our dreams now Before they are gone Let’s live for this moment And play out the game Let’s share this adventure To the end of our days
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May 19, 2017
May 19, 2017 at 12:15 PM UTC
Sharing the Moments
Remembering our dead Mansions, or humble abodes Virtues or deeds Learned by heart Nights of gladness Morning sorrows Stories as grains of sand Forming eternal rocks Or leaves from a tree Shelters of hopes and dreams    Ocean waves drowning breath Dreams crumbling as castles Small homes becoming shrines Images we choose, or not Our great grands looking back Thinking of us as we of ours Long for memories to grow Good grows as hands reach out In time to lift, serve or destroy Things break and lose charm Those we feared and loved Or guides found with sobs Moments of shared delight Human frailties, loss and pain Keep us in want Never enough, always too much The hell of heaving Infernos of inherited pride Or careful purpose and deeds Blessing those left We follow their climb When plotting our course In darkness hides the light Doors close in mind
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Apr 8, 2017
Apr 8, 2017 at 12:46 AM UTC
Last Breath
Sitting Outside A Day In May I find myself not only wondering [but] Thirsting, needing to know when and how they died, [but] Thoughts or suffering or not: in short, The state before and during… I observe a skin that’s wrinkling, Drying out and shrinking, Hear and spy a bird in tree, See the freshness, spring’s new growth, The only thing I really see is death, a passing. I allow myself my breaths, The moods, desires - All that goes along, Forgetting for the most part. Deep down I see the buds of parting And an emptiness because I have no answers. All that I can do is wait and act and meditate As if life equaled all time-in-the-world. Every year in spring I find I’m writing, Charting age unconsciously, Literally marking time. Not sad, not glad but emptier Than years before, (or maybe more). Noticing, acknowledging a substance; The substantial underlying all the grandeur. Sitting Outside A Day In May 5.21.2016 Birth, Death & In Between II; Arlene Corwin
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Mar 10, 2017
Mar 10, 2017 at 1:37 PM UTC
Sitting Outside A Day In May
caught from the blue, with my polished and sparkling eyes. all that everyone saw was beauty, while deep inside pain crept. forgetting of its existence. to me it became profane. refusing to speak of it Allowing myself to forgetting. then at my cheerful being of night, you saw through me what i had forgotten. it was the pain that dwelt. and all the broken pieces inside of me. lost in the dark night with a fake smile, i would have never known all was wrong. and healing could have never come. but you helped me admit to my wrong.   today i look back at the lost time in darkness. all the happiness wasted. i could have been cheerful then, but now that am at ease, solace came unexpectedly gratitude is the token of appreciation i have for you.
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Jan 23, 2017
Jan 23, 2017 at 6:25 AM UTC
comforter
The Lord your God in your midst, the Mighty One, He will save; with gladness He will rejoice over you, He will quiet you with His love, He will rejoice over you with singing.... Zephaniah 3 :17 cj 2016
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May 6, 2016
May 6, 2016 at 11:37 PM UTC
Rest quietly...in His Love
Dear, I'm going on an adventure and it's beginning now Away from the heartache, away from the sorrow I go I'm letting the light in This is where my adventure begins I choose to no longer be the shadow cast by the light Instead I've decided to be a candle Though it be small compared to others One day it will spread and become a roaring wildfire There are so many negative people leading negative lives I've been one for so long But that part of me is dying Only the light will remain As I sit here with the path rocky and unclear I cast my eyes on the sky, I know I'm leaving for my adventure now It may take a while for me to reach my destination But no later than a lifetime Which is rather short after all My heart was weighed and burdened Now it is a candle While being small I worry not It's soon to be a roaring wildfire Burning bright among the night
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Jun 3, 2015
Jun 3, 2015 at 1:17 PM UTC
Adventurer's Note
It's mile away from home To feel with gladness inside It was rainy day While I'm driving motorcycle As I pass the bridge The music get through While the rhymes of the rains Cool's down under inside As I start to remember the past year I was there... Far from home A time to enjoy my vacation Oh~ how nice it is To be found in ~ TAGBIBINTA FALLS ~ Once again.
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May 8, 2015
May 8, 2015 at 4:36 AM UTC
Tagbibinta Falls (Once Again)
A year to end within it …~ Many of untold stories of time again. A new journey to discover…~ So as this heart would learn to embrace. As this year says goodbye…~ Let thy new songs serenade my soul. While this fruit my present was…~ Am being thankful and grateful. Because in Thee, Words in tune. So, that this spirit may fills with ~ gladness.
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Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 7:54 PM UTC
“ Being Thankful”
the phrases of your words it lights within my room words tho' sweet to absorbs so, dear to ponder the lines your words like  honeyed to my lips when i used it gather years for my days and make my lonesome heart beat it's like treasures of a lifetime that truly grows within my veins as my heart felt with gladness that helps me free ~ indeed.
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Jul 4, 2014
Jul 4, 2014 at 10:56 AM UTC
That Helps Me