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I think loyalty became painful for me the moment I realized how rare it is to be loved without feeling like you’re competing with the rest of the world. Because I don’t just want attention. I want devotion so natural that nobody could ever question where their heart belongs. I want to hear my name leave someone’s mouth like it carries warmth instead of uncertainty. I want them to talk about me like I’m the safest thing they’ve ever held, like loving me is something they’re proud of, not something they hide in pieces. And maybe that’s why betrayal hurts me so deeply .. because when I love, I love with the kind of loyalty that removes everyone else from the picture. So when someone makes me feel replaceable .. it doesn’t just bruise my heart. It ruins the way I see myself. It makes me wonder why I’m never enough to be chosen loudly. Why I’m always loved quietly, temporarily, carelessly. I want someone who speaks about me like I’m the only girl their soul has memorized. Someone whose loyalty is so obvious I never have to search for it in hidden messages, dry replies, or the way their eyes linger too long on somebody else. Because I’m exhausted. from giving people the kind of love I secretly beg for in return. And maybe the deepest wound isn’t heartbreak .. maybe it’s realizing you would’ve never done to them what they did so easily to you. 🖤
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May 22
May 22, 2026 at 7:12 PM UTC
Only One
you were orange and all the peach shades of the setting sun I knew right away when I saw your glow you’d be the only one
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May 9
May 9, 2026 at 4:19 PM UTC
Orange
You are the one who could hurt me so much, because you are the only one I ever loved that much.
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Aug 31, 2025
Aug 31, 2025 at 5:28 AM UTC
The Only One
Sliding through salty waters, Spray hitting my face Each time I dip the paddle Into the murky creek. it’s so serene, No people, No yelling, No sirens, Just me and the geese, And the wind. Even though I’m thinking About my next move, You’re still there, Lying, beautiful, In the back of my mind.
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Jun 4, 2020
Jun 4, 2020 at 5:16 PM UTC
Kayak
Slipping on the ice, And crashing through the glass. Floating shards Hovering in prismatic wonder, Lighting my darkened mind Like the thousand stars Guiding me to My long lost dreams.
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Jun 1, 2020
Jun 1, 2020 at 1:30 PM UTC
Ice
Second chances are pots of gold at the end of a rainbow. But we treat them like a prize from a box of ******* jacks; Cherished one minute, then the next we put it back. Not taking things for granted is easier said than done. But if you get a second chance, treat it like it's the only one
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Sep 17, 2019
Sep 17, 2019 at 7:42 PM UTC
Second chances
The swirl has begun again The impending cyclone returns And I am overwhelmed once more A violent disturbance breaks me It will follow its well-worn path Through my mind and weary soul Nothing shown mercy or quarter Weak as the terror tears through And I look to you my only one As I lay my pained head on your lap I will not surrender to the storm But I will surrender myself to you
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Feb 11, 2020
Feb 11, 2020 at 9:13 PM UTC
Stormcatcher
Amidst the cold and dark spaces between There I am with my invisible foe Waiting with bated, visible breath Find me here and never let me go When my brain is all anxiety and chaos Broken thoughts unable to sow Here I am the shattered man Find me here and never let me go Where the mirror mocks my reflection Disgust of me from head to toe I’ll freeze in place for you to save me Find me here and never let me go I’ve waited for so long to see your face An unwrapped present behind a bow The other half of my soul, unfound Find me here and never let me go I know you are out there my love Searching for the path we cannot know I pray for you to find your way Find me here and never let me go
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Aug 19, 2019
Aug 19, 2019 at 9:25 PM UTC
Find Me
A vision of the sand and waves endlessly Unending sky and sundown magenta The slow rock of the chair and me in the breeze A glance to my right and vacant stare to infinity My mistake left me here to contemplate fate Of a solitary life without the love of another I yearn for one who can see through my scarred form Unconditionally accept the soul which rests inside Will you stay here and be all I ever needed? Will you fill this empty chair here, love?
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Nov 26, 2019
Nov 26, 2019 at 12:16 AM UTC
Empty Chair
Blackest night in a stormy sea I cannot keep my feet The tempest has overwhelmed And I am so lost, adrift The cold rain grips me like a vise The ocean will take me The end is nigh, a certainty now Say my own last rites Blinded by snow and ice, breathless Hurricane unrelenting And my faith has failed me finally Then your light, your light Guide me, shelter me with your beam Bring me home, my sentinel Your lone ray is my hope renewed My last salvation from ruin I had hoped to bring you a keeper The cyclone led me astray I will be your guardian one day soon But today you are my beacon
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Nov 29, 2019
Nov 29, 2019 at 8:57 PM UTC
Lighthouse
The cynics are happy to tell you True love is a myth from fairy tales It doesn’t exist in this world’s reality Love will not conquer all, no soul mates Make your compromises and find a match Find someone just good enough to work True love is for suckers and romantics You made them all look like skeptical fools You proved the one I could always rely on You saw in me the beauty not the beast You were my best friend through it all The rock in which I based my strength The one rocking in the chair next to me And I’ll love you until my last breath
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Dec 30, 2019
Dec 30, 2019 at 10:08 PM UTC
Until My Last Breath
My navigator in the darkest of oceans My immovable shield amid the onslaught My opposite pole keeping me centered My constant in this chaotic world of mine My cure to parallax when I lose perspective My azimuth to bring me back to the right path My true north to bring me home to you My North Star, My Polaris
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Jan 11, 2020
Jan 11, 2020 at 8:58 PM UTC
Polaris
I could fall for anyone i want Choose anyone i want But somehow Its always been You
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Aug 17, 2019
Aug 17, 2019 at 12:17 PM UTC
You
Love is the only way to forget about you, but the more i love the other the more i realize that i really love you, that you are eternal in my life, that i'm only the thorns and you are the rose, that you are the blanket that keep me warm, and the other are just some fan that just push dust in my lungs.
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Sep 19, 2015
Sep 19, 2015 at 10:29 PM UTC
One love only one person because you're too busy
~You're the only one for me, And I'm the only one for you~
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Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 2:19 PM UTC
~One~
The girl I'm thinking of Is who I see in school everyday In church every Friday And in my dreams The memory of her is never removed There are times that I want to talk to her There are times I want to hold her hand And there are times that she might be with someone else I don't know if my heart is playing games with me I just feel like I'm falling in love with her I'm conflicting my emotions since Day 1 And I can't take the pain anymore I want to admit it to her that I like her But I can't cause I know it's too early And she would just ignore me and never talk to me Then there will the time that I'll inflict pain There was a time that I was in pain She came to me, concerned, asking me if I was okay I was silent, not a word to be said And as she comforted me, she asked me to hold her hand That feeling when I touched her hand It snapped, that feeling snapped I knew that it would happen Just one touch, I fell in love in an instant
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Jan 25, 2015
Jan 25, 2015 at 8:01 AM UTC
The Girl I'm Thinking Of
And you are my love... The one that I want, The ONLY ONE I think about When the world goes crazy. You Slow It Down. I see you........in the distance. Waiting; Smiling; Forever.
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Sep 4, 2014
Sep 4, 2014 at 8:28 AM UTC
My Forever
Yesterday she was nowhere to be found In the earth or under the earth. Suddenly she is all here - a bright soon Of a tomorrow in earnest and potluck joy, embers and pyres, iris and the merriment of ochre. A star groomed by outer space - spilling wet ash And fissured out by the tailored saw of the wood. Now something is stirring in the smolder. We call it a girl. Still wowed. She has no idea where she is. Her eyes, chalcedony stones, explore ripening doomsday and an ivory moon rock. Is this the world? It confuses her. It is a great numbness. She pulls herself together, rousing to the new weight of things And to that maternal figure nuzzling her, and to her down burrow. She rests From the first infinite shock of light, the empty laze Of the curious and their curious questions - What has happened? What am I? Her ears keep on inquiring, blissfully. But her legs are impatient, Mending from so long nothingnesses Her tiny hands are restless with ideas, they start to try a few out, Swaying this way and that, Grasping for balance, learning fast - And she's suddenly upright And stretching - a giant hand Strokes her from top to toe Perfecting her outline, as she tightens The knot of herself. Now she comes to - Bold, beautiful - Argentina Over the weird world. Her nose crimson and magnetic, draws her, consciously sounding, A petite yaff, aimed towards her mother. And the world is warm And gentle and softens her daze. Touch by touch Everything fits her together. Soon she'll almost be a woman. She wants to be a Woman, Pretending each day more and more Woman Till she's the perfect Woman. The immortal Woman Will surge through her, weightless, unbound, a twirling flame Beneath silver gusts, It will coil her eyeballs and her heels In a single outlaw fright - like the awe Between mortar and firework. And curve her neck, like a crocodile emerging from the placid pond Among lilies, And fling the new moons over her shimmery banner, All the full moons and the dark moons. Booming, ineffable delight.
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Apr 26, 2014
Apr 26, 2014 at 4:59 AM UTC
Nueva Beba
Yesterday she was nowhere to be found In the earth or under the earth. Suddenly she is all here - a bright soon Of a tomorrow in earnest and potluck joy, embers and pyres, iris and the merriment of ochre. A star groomed by outer space - spilling wet ash And fissured out by the tailored saw of the wood. Now something is stirring in the smolder. We call it a girl. Still wowed. She has no idea where she is. Her eyes, chalcedony stones, explore ripening doomsday and an ivory moon rock. Is this the world? It confuses her. It is a great numbness. She pulls herself together, rousing to the new weight of things And to that maternal figure nuzzling her, and to her down burrow. She rests From the first infinite shock of light, the empty laze Of the curious and their curious questions - What has happened? What am I? Her ears keep on inquiring, blissfully. But her legs are impatient, Mending from so long nothingnesses Her tiny hands are restless with ideas, they start to try a few out, Swaying this way and that, Grasping for balance, learning fast - And she's suddenly upright And stretching - a giant hand Strokes her from top to toe Perfecting her outline, as she tightens The knot of herself. Now she comes to - Bold, beautiful - Argentina Over the weird world. Her nose crimson and magnetic, draws her, consciously sounding, A petite yaff, aimed towards her mother. And the world is warm And gentle and softens her daze. Touch by touch Everything fits her together. Soon she'll almost be a woman. She wants to be a Woman, Pretending each day more and more Woman Till she's the perfect Woman. The immortal Woman Will surge through her, weightless, unbound, a twirling flame Beneath silver gusts, It will coil her eyeballs and her heels In a single outlaw fright - like the awe Between mortar and firework. And curve her neck, like a crocodile emerging from the placid pond Among lilies, And fling the new moons over her shimmery banner, All the full moons and the dark moons. Booming, ineffable delight.
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