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#reaching
"Do you miss me?" Like a plant at night, eager to see the sun rise Or a heartbeat, anticipating a breath Like a playful dog, waiting for its owner Or a chapter book, wanting to be read Like a clock turning, the next hour approaching Or an empty sea, reaching high for the moonlight Like a used pen, bleeding for a new line to write Yes Yes, I have missed you
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Mar 5
Mar 5, 2026 at 2:52 PM UTC
I Missed You
i want someone to notice to let it all out while they comfort me saying it’s all going to work out but everytime i try my chest tightens i start panicking suddenly it’s really hot and i can’t breathe so i just keep to myself maybe it’s better this way because they probably don’t care
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Mar 1
Mar 1, 2026 at 1:03 PM UTC
how do you open up to someone
Where does the soul bleed — from the eyes, blinded, the heart, broken? Does it fade in the dark as it dies with your lies? Is it burning you alive? Is it out of compassion, or by hatred? Does the wound become its own witness? How does the soul know to survive? Can one learn to see the pain through the light?
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Feb 22
Feb 22, 2026 at 3:26 PM UTC
Reaching
When I reach out, You grab my hand. When I reach out, You listen to my words. When I reach out, You're there.
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Jun 12, 2025
Jun 12, 2025 at 9:25 AM UTC
I Reach To You
Voices inside my head seem endless Different faces in each phase I am trying to save my last breath as if I'm drowning I tried to free a single word, but nothing escaped. I am no one, I am nothing Those were my thoughts as I picked you up at the counter. Finally, freedom!
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May 25, 2025
May 25, 2025 at 4:21 AM UTC
Pill
I heard Winds chime for those with a tendency to feel things too deeply. Every time it clanged, I felt you right here. Reaching. I think I’ve done a poor job accepting a need to be loved so completely. Spinning. Spinning to outrun you, to outrun me, to climb somewhere high enough where only the wind might greet me. Breathing. Breathing. Breathing.
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Mar 2, 2025
Mar 2, 2025 at 3:00 PM UTC
For whom the wind chimes
To go so far And turn around To take a step forward And take two steps back Ambition lost Courage faltering And you... You just keep going Leaving me reaching and falling short
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Feb 2, 2024
Feb 2, 2024 at 2:35 AM UTC
Untitled
A voice, I was familiar with Previously, deviously Reaching out For more of what she had Before
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May 31, 2023
May 31, 2023 at 10:41 PM UTC
Toothpicks
"I'm treading carefully" you say with lips that touch mine so sweetly like warm chamomile that heats my body A fire is meant to be kindled and here you are stoking the flames slowly and gently but you swear you can't do it that you're still too damaged And so my flames die out and I wonder is it worth trying to keep my fire when we both know that neither of us are able to nurture it especially not right now But one day I want you to come and see if we can light it again
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Mar 3, 2023
Mar 3, 2023 at 9:28 AM UTC
Come and See
colored handprints alight splattered in dots and lines a glassy pillow stretches its wrinkled and hairlined skin      cracked            creaking    crooked                           stretched wearing thin.. a hold on the waves grasping currents             passing    rushing farther and farther painting the vastness of this open ended question muddled muddied marred       blurring in sight
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May 22, 2022
May 22, 2022 at 5:02 PM UTC
mild bittersweetness
~for the wild child, daughter, wife, mother~ I am drifting into the tender part of the night, when deceit is pointless, and I argue with conviction within myself that in our lives that it will never be too late, but I know I contradict my prior musing...somewhere between the fact that time is a wasting commodity, precocious and precious, lives this idea within, that there is nothing that cannot be navigated, recompensed, even forgiven... the argument goes on, the tide of battle switching back and forth, and for now I must be satisfied with the meagerness of I can’t give up, be at ease by acknowledging defeat, not just yet, and the fast arrival of a clean slate is a chance, a draw, a ticket to ride, and, reaching is a wonderful idea, full of compromise, out and in, extra effort, and tomorrow I may yet teach one of us, even myself, by reaching inside of what churns within, and then have the perfect words you require, for a desperate need, and a comforting that comes forth easily
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Jul 17, 2020
Jul 17, 2020 at 3:17 PM UTC
reaching...for the tender part of the night
Standing tall on the highest mountain surrounded by clouds and the most beautiful fountains. Against all odds, the tree grew on the toughest rock up in the sky with the highest-flying hawk. The cherry blossom reached for the sky. The cherry blossom wanted to fly to see the world from up high to see that last as it dies. The cherry blossom reached its goal but all too soon it lost control. it wanted to see it all even if it meant it'll fall The cherry blossom reached and reached while its trunk screeched and people preached "trees aren't flexible," they cried yet still, the cherry blossom tried the cherry blossom soon adapted for it never ever got distracted its trunk had bent and curled and soon it could see the world.
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Jul 5, 2020
Jul 5, 2020 at 3:36 AM UTC
trees aren't flexible
Lazy and lethargic Loopy and lost Little dizzy dots dancing through glass Distorted and reorganized daily Finding wiser ways warily Cutting rosemary from the dirt Megahertz blurt thoughts into blankness Blankets on the back porch Roaches in the feed corn Violating duties sworn Better to be never born Steel shorn clean, violently Violets growing amongst ivy Mahogany inseparably blending into ivory Talking more quietly For you
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May 12, 2020
May 12, 2020 at 11:27 PM UTC
Crow, crescent, sunfish
Oceans full of tears, Skies full of pain, Nothing feels real anymore. Am I really alive or am I just bones and meat. We are walking on the same path, And we are almost reaching the end, Maybe I am just a dreamer, But why do they teach us how to dream? If they all turn to dust.
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Feb 19, 2020
Feb 19, 2020 at 5:12 PM UTC
Reaching The End
There comes a time when you are too weak and you just have to hope           ' '  '  '  ' '  '  '  '           ' there's someone on the other side reaching out and maybe they can reach you
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Dec 9, 2019
Dec 9, 2019 at 1:11 PM UTC
Reach Out
I want to reach for your twists and curls and twirl them around my fingers
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Nov 20, 2019
Nov 20, 2019 at 2:27 PM UTC
twists and curls
Don’t set your sights on easy marks Or aim your goals too close at hand But reach up high, and eagerly Use every skill that you command Fear not what others say or do Pursue your truth and your desire If others mock, they will not feel The moving force of reaching higher What you expect, you will receive Your fervent hopes are self-fulfilled So set your course for greater things With confidence now deep instilled Achieve by day - by week - by year Enjoy your dreams, ignite your fire And show the truth to others now The fiery power of reaching higher
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Nov 7, 2019
Nov 7, 2019 at 2:50 PM UTC
Reaching Higher (Prosperity Poem 54)
heart grown over hard leather still living on something dead, hands extended out for holding “im just hoping to be enough” you said.
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Oct 23, 2019
Oct 23, 2019 at 9:39 AM UTC
trial-period person
Reaching, rising, touching, striving, grasping success, don't accept less.
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Jul 30, 2019
Jul 30, 2019 at 9:07 PM UTC
Success
There is a place I would like to be An uninhibited me
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Jul 9, 2019
Jul 9, 2019 at 1:54 AM UTC
Star
Reaching for worlds I've never known Reaching for people I hardly know Reaching for heights unknown But mostly reaching for a hand to hold
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Apr 10, 2019
Apr 10, 2019 at 7:37 PM UTC
Reaching