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#newer
New Job. New Drive. New Interest. It's all so new, yet so-so familiar. All there is, the heat - encased in a fireplace or a furnace. Smoldering, the ashes never filter through these windless lungs, instead of oxygen the flame kindles on anxiety. Life is going splendidly - no hiccups - Breathing is easy but all that rushes in is the flagrant blossom of ragged thoughts, all the possibilities for how helpless the wind is when it's always being knocked out.
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Feb 20, 2021
Feb 20, 2021 at 10:08 PM UTC
New Responsibilities. Familiar Problems.
i'm catching my breath, harder and harder each time. polishing every idea till every single one is perfect crushing ice cubes, i need some water like a plant, i need to grow i need constant growth who am i if there's no getting better i don't wanna live in the world without a goal it's pointless then let me rest new ideas came they need my attention right now let this one sink in its flesh i won't cry after it there will be plenty to come newer fresher better more creative let this one die let chaos take over
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Jan 4, 2019
Jan 4, 2019 at 7:48 PM UTC
Newer, fresher, better
The lustre of the sun shining The fog in my soul disappear I'm not afraid anymore Love standing next to me The electric shock continued to be felt I'm on one step ahead.
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Aug 24, 2018
Aug 24, 2018 at 9:42 AM UTC
Newer
Sometimes you just want to stay away, Forget the memories and forget the pain. Sometimes you wish you never felt, What once was frozen and now has melt. Sometimes you wish you were cuter, Feeling so old and wishing to be newer. Sometimes you utterly hate yourself, Wishing you were worth more and full of wealth. Sometimes you want to lie down and cry, Never accepting there are others who died, The same way you did, the same feelings you felt. Sometimes you wish you could forget it and be held. Sometimes you want to cut yourself, Just to know how it feels. Sometimes you wish you knew hell, Just to forget and finally heal. Sometimes you wish you knew blades, Knew how they felt. Sometimes you wish you weren’t bait, Just to get captured and eventually smelt.
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Jan 3, 2018
Jan 3, 2018 at 5:33 PM UTC
Sometimes
1 malice so gelidly plated on the day of the parting an old fading rose not receiving love her bitter heart icy in grief 11 the fresher bloom captivated his soul with an exceeding depth a budding beauty so glorious of splendour he'd prefer to hold 111 words exchanged between which made for a catty scene out came the elder woman's claws wanting to scratch the dahlia's eyes 1V and the allure of newer flower he'd ever keep as the ancient wrinkles in time did finally creep
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Oct 7, 2017
Oct 7, 2017 at 7:48 AM UTC
Ancient Wrinkles
what an amazing year full of tears full of joy full of everything amazing full of everything horrible don't cry because it over smile because it happened
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Dec 31, 2014
Dec 31, 2014 at 8:02 PM UTC
last year