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This heart of mine Is funny Gives me trouble Aches Loves Burns Smiles Handles me well Reminds me of terror Is weak Is full of tenderness But it’s mine
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Apr 21, 2020
Apr 21, 2020 at 3:44 AM UTC
My Own
The sky has decided to drop me Into the fate of gravity, Crashing into you arms Where you chose, To let go. Now I’m free falling Way past the stars Into the dark Where I’m learning to fly In love with My lonely
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May 21, 2019
May 21, 2019 at 12:32 AM UTC
Soar
My body Is Ocean. Flowing Back and forth, Rocked steady by moonlight Letting itself be pulled By its current. It is mass. Holy Bread and wine, Land of mountains and valleys Rising and falling of the  empires We’ve lifted into existence. It is the Air Breathed In and out. By life Flying. We soar Dandelion wishes and burning fires Wind taking us everywhere And nowhere. My body Is singing, dancing Laughing, hurting Falling, fighting Loved, loving It is, human. It is all things, And one thing, But never, is it Yours
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Apr 30, 2019
Apr 30, 2019 at 7:27 PM UTC
My body
I’m not a religious person I’m not a Christian I’m not a Muslim I’m not a Buddhist I’m not any of these Or any other I don’t believe there isn’t a god I don’t deny God I don’t deny Allah I don’t deny Nirvana I don’t deny any outside force I just don’t follow their rules I want to be my own believer
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Mar 31, 2019
Mar 31, 2019 at 11:27 PM UTC
Not Religious, Not Atheist
I followed this world I thought it would make me cool I followed the beat of its music Thinking it was fun I followed its people Because they seemed to know best But one day I realised That the world was wrong That it’s music was bad That it’s people were insane So I followed My world Knowing that I am better than cool I made up my own beat-filled music Because it lets me have real fun And I live my life Because my heart is right I have my own life And I don’t need society tearing me down
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May 14, 2018
May 14, 2018 at 5:29 PM UTC
What I follow
"I wish we are getting better" What did you say again? "I wish we are getting better" Wake up man, there is no 'we' Just remember, Mr We Wanna Be! Everything has changed Stop comparing present and past "It is hard, I keep doing it." No one says it is easy No one cares it is hard 'We' do not even care 'We' is too lazy to think Wake up Mr. We Wanna Be! Upgrade yourself! "I did" But you stopped "I'm trying to do it again" Then stop thinking about 'we' "I can't" You are too weak then Are you bothering about her friends? "Yes" They are more important than you "I know" Do you know why? "Yes, they were always there" Why weren't you? "I was the trigger" Conclusion? "They are good, I am not" Then? "I should upgrade my self" How about 'we'? "I wish..." What? "It will exist.. again" That's all? "I wish the better 'we' will appear" How about her friends? "I wish they support the existence of 'we'"
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Mar 14, 2016
Mar 14, 2016 at 5:12 AM UTC
Wish
What am I? I am that friend that will stay awake with you until four in the morning to talk you off the ledge, or to listen to you vent. I am that friend that you can ***** over hundreds of times, and I will get over it to give you another chance. Even if you don't deserve it. I am that friend that wants nothing more than for you to be happy and content with your life and yourself. I am that friend that does absolutely everything in my power to make you understand how amazing you are. I am that friend that hates to see my friends broken. What am I not? I am not that friend that others will stay awake with to talk off the ledge or listen to my vents. I am not that friend that will ***** you over a hundred times. I am not that friend that people give a rat's *** if they're happy or content. I am not that friend that is asked if I'm okay. I literally have to get it out on my own to someone because no one cares. I am not the first choice friend, family member, or person. I am not the funniest person. I am not popular. I'm not gorgeous. I'm not brilliant. I'm not skinny. I am there for myself to pick my own pieces off the ground. Everyone else has their own problems to deal with, why should I ask them to help me with mine?
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Jun 24, 2015
Jun 24, 2015 at 11:42 PM UTC
Things I Am/Am Not
Poems and Reading is the center of the earth and sanity it's self. ~Kat Herondale
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Sep 27, 2014
Sep 27, 2014 at 11:44 PM UTC
Kat N. Herondale ~ My Theme.