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#letterstofreddie
I wished for too long to live in a space built especially for me where I could stroll around and stumble upon my innate favourite parts of living. A place, different shades of hues. And I did, did live in that space; every time when you weren’t asleep. Darling, open your eyes; I want to come home…
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Dec 7, 2021
Dec 7, 2021 at 7:50 PM UTC
Habituated
To have already extended My hand yet about to be renegade. They said my heartbeat could be heard from even the deaf man’s stupor. "smirk ” – only when my mind envies and my heart overracts I don’t neglect a heroine’s basic nature but luring the hungry to my plate of desperation and leave a breath. They said my eyes narrate temptation could be a wishing you well, Would never turn away Knows to capture yet forever one-way street. Do I play, do I? ; "giggle " The season when air is frozen, I was told then I could flatter my lashes. Why do I need their eyes to tell me Forgiveness is gateway to seeing myself shower under midnight rain? What I want, against What they want… "mumble"
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Nov 10, 2021
Nov 10, 2021 at 7:21 PM UTC
Excused Us All
Because love has always been my bound escape … now love is scattered to different places I feel dread. _My greed is in shackles rooted in confusion …wanting to be everywhere -All the different places.
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Oct 21, 2021
Oct 21, 2021 at 3:08 PM UTC
Altered
Truthfully, hurt has a charming tone. It would take my heart to dance and leave it heaving. Now I do wish running were an intimate act. _ To disfigure illusions so thoroughly… I tended my first broken exuberance, Found the future stood pensive, till I proclaimed my heart outrun. I made a vow then, to take the name of one I could hurt evasively. _I learned I could be weak in the face of my own voice. Inconsolably, I picked the habit of pacing through my cries… till they reached a lulling hum. Where does it end? My dress has been shedding petals Not long now, I’ll be naked.
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Oct 20, 2021
Oct 20, 2021 at 10:06 AM UTC
Trude
I think of your smile and my heart’s wide awake This feeling, only from thinking Of you tells me If you stood before me I’ll not say much But I’ll not be able to look away.
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Oct 16, 2021
Oct 16, 2021 at 10:36 AM UTC
Leisure