#quickpoem
Open the door
to my obsidian
And wash some light
Into a corner
And I'll find you there
By Darren Wall
Oct 11, 2025
Oct 11, 2025 at 9:34 AM UTC
Star in my window,
What must you have seen.
A sad and angry girl
With a wish and a dream.
Have you seen her cry?
Or moan in bed?
Have you seen the dark clouds
That hang over her head?
What books does she read?
What thoughts does she think?
Is it true she doesnt sleep
But just excessivly blinks?
Little star,
Youre so far
But have seen a great deal
And when the world
Looks back at you
They remember
Why they feel
Jul 17, 2020
Jul 17, 2020 at 3:08 AM UTC
I spit words of disgust
To conceal my heart covered with rust.
I may be known as a bad mouthed *******
but dear I am just being truthful.
Euphemisms? I’ve had enough of that.
I see no need of sugarcoating words
For it just washes brains, somewhat.
Insincerity built through words that are too easy to afford.
“I say words contrary to what I feel,”
Strength from pretentious lips.
It’s not what I feel for real,
but it prevents the red liquid and its drips.
So if you see me in the streets, smiling and
screaming at the top of my lungs that,
"I feel so alive!"
Honey, please consider the opposite.
Nov 1, 2018
Nov 1, 2018 at 10:32 AM UTC
When the day finally comes that I no longer care, I will no longer care that I no longer care.
Jul 8, 2014
Jul 8, 2014 at 11:53 AM UTC
The essence of you drips in my soul and blossoms into what I only know as love.
Jul 7, 2014
Jul 7, 2014 at 11:43 AM UTC
today i bought a journal
so i could pen my thoughts on paper
today i bought a journal
not only to write my thoughts
but to keep my life in order
today i bought a journal
today i bought a journal
to hold myself accountable
for my actions
today i bought a journal
today i bought a journal
so i could write down lines
that might fit some rhyme
somewhere, sometime
today i bought a journal
today i bought a journal
maybe as a tangible reminder of how far i will go?
maybe just as a physical place to keep my writing?
today i bought a journal
Dec 20, 2016
Dec 20, 2016 at 11:03 PM UTC
it's 4 am and i'm still up
in the city of the half-dead
alone with my racing thoughts
insomniac nights are the best
Apr 10, 2016
Apr 10, 2016 at 2:03 PM UTC
Astro projection making connections
Nature going through its course natural selection
Sometimes you got to do your research like a detective
With hard work comes rewards that’s just what’s expected
~Ty Queen~
Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 1:48 AM UTC
I don't know
Whether I love you,
Or just the idea of you.
I don't know
If the sun will still shine
Two days from now.
I don't know
How I do this
Every day.
I don't know
I think I do
But I don't.
I don't know
If I'll wake up
Tomorrow. Will I?
I don't know
If I will ever see you smile again
Will I?
I don't know
What would happen
If tomorrow never came.
I don't know
What I'm doing
But its got to do
With your name.
I don't know
If I do.
But I do
I do love you.
Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 4:10 PM UTC
A quick hello to all of you on this site
Here to share a quick poem before I head off
Into the city, into the night
To watch a game played on a rink of ice
Between two teams with a common goal of gloriously holding the Stanley Cup high in the sky
A new Citizen of Hello Poetry
Putting words to paper has never been a stranger to me
I have always had a love for words and poetry
And now here I am excited to share the words that flow out of me..
Mar 28, 2015
Mar 28, 2015 at 8:21 PM UTC
oh how i would love
coffee and a cigarette
they are both so lovely
and romantic
they make for perfect pictures
but one of these
killed my cousin.
oh how romantic
Nov 2, 2014
Nov 2, 2014 at 3:44 PM UTC
Do not buy me roses.
Roses are beautiful,
but the last time
someone gave me roses,
was at a funeral.
Do not buy me roses
of any color -
red,
pink,
or yellow.
My grandmother
gave me pink roses
at her funeral.
My dear cousin
gave me red roses
at his funeral.
Do not buy me a rose
because I will punch you in the nose.
Oct 30, 2014
Oct 30, 2014 at 6:50 AM UTC
the night is so dark
the darkness, it consumes me
the night is so dark
Oct 24, 2014
Oct 24, 2014 at 8:49 PM UTC
*You fell like the leaves,
And wanted to see me hurt,
Exactly like you did.*
Oct 20, 2014
Oct 20, 2014 at 1:47 AM UTC
You'd go to their parties in your best clothes,
you'd tell them secrets to better portray how you wanted
to be consumed; how you wanted to be seen in
the right light of entwined, callous mouths.
Though years passed and the canteen hall
smelled of stale jokes and worn-out references
your group stuck together by a conformed
sense of security and a scared mixture of secrets.
The bell rung hollow one last time as your
group disbanded into grey, lifeless figures.
The adults around you knew them as temporary
indulgences. You called them something warmer.
Sep 29, 2014
Sep 29, 2014 at 1:57 PM UTC
although the voices in my head may not be real
i still listen to what they say , and even feel what they feel
so if you too had dreamt what iv'e dreamed
It would all be surreal
but its a nightmare, which derives from memories
life is what you make it
we all have similar tendencies
its simple mathematics
you start with parenthesis, experience the exponents
and multiply the time wasted, divide that by zero
and your in the same situation
it a numbers game in addition to the subtraction
Numbers
are the only thing go on forever, its a LimitLess attraction
Aug 22, 2014
Aug 22, 2014 at 10:03 PM UTC
You occupy my mind
In all my idle time
Leave no corner
No nook, no crevice
Untouched
You run around
And around
You run
Chasing away all else
In my mind
In my mind
-D.D.
Feb 21, 2014
Feb 21, 2014 at 7:09 PM UTC