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I am sitting in a waiting room, waiting with a heavy heart, ready to explode. I am sitting in a waiting room with misty eyes, staring at a door yet to be opened. All my rise and downfall, my happiness and sorrow, depend on that person, a stranger, yet somehow. A single word from them becomes a gamble, a bet: an angel or a demon deciding my fate. At last, the door opens. I see a shadow walking toward me… But in that very moment, another dark shadow pulls me away before I can see. Now I see my body lying on the floor, while my beloved waits for me, a goodbye I can’t give anymore.
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Apr 8
Apr 8, 2026 at 10:09 AM UTC
The waiting room
Boy was he oblivious. Sure, I was dense, but at least I could admit it. I could also admit that I was a little hurt each time he seemingly chose to ignore my pokes and prods. I get to listen to him go on and on about this one girl- who I don’t even care that much about- and he gets to go on and on about her. Obviously, I’ve got to be there for him. Everyone should be there for the ones they love. But **** does it hurt when the ones you love jab at the heart that throbs for them. I refused to let the ride home be silent. “Did you want some ice cream or something to make you feel better?” A groan of a reply. I didn’t bother to give him a glance. I squeezed the steering wheel and kept my eyes glued to the road, though I’d rather they be glued to him. “You should come over,” I spoke, though it was almost drowned out by the whiny screech of my brakes. I took the opportunity to look at him. He did not meet my eyes. Instead, his arms were over his chest and he stared at the window at some old car wash on the right side of my Toyota. “*I think you could benefit from a break  thinking* about that girl.” “I don’t know, man,” a sentence at last. “I have homework probably.” The car ****** forward as the light turned green, breaking my companion’s eye contact with the gas station extension. My eyes lingered on him for a moment before I scratched the back of my neck. “C’mon, it’s Friday,” I urged. “You deserve a chance to take your mind off that girl.” He threw his arms out. “She’s not just some girl! She’s an absolute beauty who barely knows I exist! Like I said, angel fish,” he gestured to the air to the right of him, “Sea urchin,” the same hand now met his chest on the “sea”. “I,” I shook my head. “I think you give that b#tch too much credit, you know? She called you slurs…” I brought the car to a cruising speed when I noticed we were alone on the road. “And, ‘cause, y’know. I think sea urchins are pretty f#cking awesome.” I snuck a glance at him. He was staring at his lap; his brows were knitted and his eyes looked as if they would fall out of the sockets. “…I think I’m a sea urchin as well.” He snorted and sat up straight to look at me. “Really?” He smiled, dimples showing. Good. “You can’t be a sea urchin too; you’re too perfect to be one.” His head of brown hair shook and one of his matching brows raised. “Perfect?” I grinned. “This guy?” I brought a hand off the steering wheel and ****** a thumb towards my chest. I was a careful enough driver to still be focused on the road. At first glance you might think I’m some sort of reckless delinquent who only cares about getting girls and getting drunk. That couldn’t be further from the truth. “Well, maybe not perfect,” he smiled towards me, rolling his eyes. I let my gaze meet his before snapping back to the street. “But definitely perfect enough..” “So,” I mumbled and scratched the back of my neck, “Ice cream?
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Feb 14, 2025
Feb 14, 2025 at 8:53 AM UTC
Joy Ride Enough
Boy was he oblivious. Sure, I was dense, but at least I could admit it. I could also admit that I was a little hurt each time he seemingly chose to ignore my pokes and prods. I get to listen to him go on and on about this one girl- who I don’t even care that much about- and he gets to go on and on about her. Obviously, I’ve got to be there for him. Everyone should be there for the ones they love. But **** does it hurt when the ones you love jab at the heart that throbs for them. I refused to let the ride home be silent. “Did you want some ice cream or something to make you feel better?” A groan of a reply. I didn’t bother to give him a glance. I squeezed the steering wheel and kept my eyes glued to the road, though I’d rather they be glued to him. “You should come over,” I spoke, though it was almost drowned out by the whiny screech of my brakes. I took the opportunity to look at him. He did not meet my eyes. Instead, his arms were over his chest and he stared at the window at some old car wash on the right side of my Toyota. “*I think you could benefit from a break  thinking* about that girl.” “I don’t know, man,” a sentence at last. “I have homework probably.” The car ****** forward as the light turned green, breaking my companion’s eye contact with the gas station extension. My eyes lingered on him for a moment before I scratched the back of my neck. “C’mon, it’s Friday,” I urged. “You deserve a chance to take your mind off that girl.” He threw his arms out. “She’s not just some girl! She’s an absolute beauty who barely knows I exist! Like I said, angel fish,” he gestured to the air to the right of him, “Sea urchin,” the same hand now met his chest on the “sea”. “I,” I shook my head. “I think you give that b#tch too much credit, you know? She called you slurs…” I brought the car to a cruising speed when I noticed we were alone on the road. “And, ‘cause, y’know. I think sea urchins are pretty f#cking awesome.” I snuck a glance at him. He was staring at his lap; his brows were knitted and his eyes looked as if they would fall out of the sockets. “…I think I’m a sea urchin as well.” He snorted and sat up straight to look at me. “Really?” He smiled, dimples showing. Good. “You can’t be a sea urchin too; you’re too perfect to be one.” His head of brown hair shook and one of his matching brows raised. “Perfect?” I grinned. “This guy?” I brought a hand off the steering wheel and ****** a thumb towards my chest. I was a careful enough driver to still be focused on the road. At first glance you might think I’m some sort of reckless delinquent who only cares about getting girls and getting drunk. That couldn’t be further from the truth. “Well, maybe not perfect,” he smiled towards me, rolling his eyes. I let my gaze meet his before snapping back to the street. “But definitely perfect enough..” “So,” I mumbled and scratched the back of my neck, “Ice cream?
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you took the easy route with her instead of the long way home with me
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Jul 23, 2023
Jul 23, 2023 at 11:47 AM UTC
easy
if our love was hot now we're burning
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Jul 23, 2023
Jul 23, 2023 at 11:58 AM UTC
match to a flame
Our egos were bigger than our hearts. Our pride bigger than our minds. We couldnt take a loss yet neither of us won. Trust became an issue but only after i was honest with you. Fighting caused so many problems only because we couldnt solve them. At a loss not knowing what else to do. I ran away hoping to get through to you. I never wanted to be away this long. I just wanted you to say you need me and to come back home. But like i said once before, our egos are to big and we let our pride take all control. Afraid to lose we couldnt give in. But you tell me is this realy a win?
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Nov 12, 2022
Nov 12, 2022 at 5:47 AM UTC
Losing to Win?
Closer to you, than at a distance Familiar attraction, with no resistance Close yet away, and come what may Believe this LOVE, with ever-persistence Intamacy unknown, with pure anticipation Hyper-lustful cravings, wild temptation A realm alone, and all our own Transcending the most exalted imagination! Playful affection, young love to renew Such rejuvenating feeling, pure and true Happy with our choice, and to hear it in your voice Makes me feel like a love-bird, "coo coo coo..." Oh there may be tough times ahead Especially given the lives we've both led dreams of you shall get me through Thoughts of life, home, and a loving bed... Kasey I promise: Within each other shall we so heal Ourselves once more, shall we both feel Free and clear, no more fear my dear If only for once, we do this fore eral.
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Jul 21, 2020
Jul 21, 2020 at 9:44 PM UTC
Closer at a Distance
One heart meets another. They begin beating together in time That sense so new So many things to do In perfect rhythm... Perfect rhyme... One mind encounters another. They begin to search and explore Thoughts, ideas and proclivity Perspective, opinion and tendency Similarities and differences to adore. One person touches another. Electrifying each person inside A feeling for the ages Defying the wisest sages Deep within the soul now resides. Two meet and verily become one. Never too late... Never too soon A love is created In every way related in this moment, perfect... atune..
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Jul 5, 2020
Jul 5, 2020 at 7:38 PM UTC
Love's "Hello"
My desire for you is a prison I cannot escape.
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Apr 16, 2020
Apr 16, 2020 at 9:07 PM UTC
Desire
I find myself looking for you around in other people, When I walk past that door, Or, through the places unknown, I see two people exchanging a glance, or kissing good-byes, And I think of you a little more, and look at myself with a sigh! I find you in places I thought I could be alone. Moments that I thought brought me peace, movies that I saw to clear my head, All of these now only causes me distress. But this is the ***** truth of life, We'll be together forever was just a lie. I know I'm broken badly, It's all gonna be okay, Gradually it is all going to be fine. You left me in shock by not giving me any time, I still can listen to your voice in my head, And the smell of your skin makes me feel sad, Future you showed to me, it all feels like a dream, The only thing being it’s her in it now, and not me. I keep telling myself these days, Just give yourself some time, Sit back, relax and sip the juice of the lime. I too shall find the peace in my life, The one that I can perfectly call mine, But for now, I guess I need to move on, Why cry for someone who's already gone.
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Jan 23, 2020
Jan 23, 2020 at 4:01 AM UTC
Take a step, Move ON!
I think you might be, My favourite part of me. Or the worst, who knows?
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Jan 13, 2019
Jan 13, 2019 at 12:10 PM UTC
A Confused Haiku
happy valentine’s day baby she says in a sleepy whisper its the kind of whisper that travels through your ears and traces the magnetic pathways that live in your skull making road maps out of memories and i watch as she rises like the sun from the bed sheets, stretches her naked arms toward a sky that she paints each morning with her smile and i smile too happy valentine’s day baby i got you a hurricane, listen you can hear it in my chest, when your eyes meet mine is it warm? can you feel it too? there’s a storm brewing inside me and it’s the kind that breaks the sky, sends rain down in torrents to an earth that’s so desperate for a drink it brings life back to rosebuds and it’s you and when the rain has passed and the ground is thick with mud you still linger a wisp in that after rain air all clean and new happy valentine’s day baby i got you the sun and i wrapped its honeycomb glow around my hands do you feel it when they touch you? because you’ve been making glass sculptures and gifting them to me in poems and when i look into them i see your reflection it’s as if you reside in everything beautiful that my eyes notice, every flower petal is a mirror of your smile and no i’ve never been astute but you’d be blind to not see the beauty that lives within you.
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May 25, 2018
May 25, 2018 at 7:04 PM UTC
Untitled
When you're born you have a song, That others cannot hear. For music they don't understand, Falls deaf upon their ear. So, when you find somebody, Who can hear you loud and clear, Keep them close inside your heart, And hold them very dear.
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Mar 12, 2018
Mar 12, 2018 at 12:37 PM UTC
The Song
You captured my whole world in a coy, single simple smile A lighthearted grin conveying no meaning nor intentions, nor yearning, but the purest of joy and though that's not an offer all I want now is to join in that little happy world, leave mine behind, so simple, pure, so naive... how we exchanged nothing else but a simple banter ... but if you'll let everything unfold, with me, even if it doesn't work out, with a memory so fond, I would be contented enough in make believe
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Jan 24, 2018
Jan 24, 2018 at 5:19 AM UTC
Your Smile
Hold my hand, But push me under, Still my beating heart, I can't hold my breath, Don't leave my side, But **** me quickly, Just make me drown, Make your peace today, The water fills my lungs, I'll slip into the empty, And in your hands, I'll die by them as well.
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Dec 8, 2017
Dec 8, 2017 at 1:48 AM UTC
Aqua Roses
I wear a ring on the fourth finger I get asked who I'm married too. I say A ring on any finger is what you make it to be. A ring on my wedding finger does not mean i am married Marriage is trust, love, committed to each other, vulnerability, no secrets, friendship and so much moreb. Marriage is promise to always be there no matter what, until death. So why is it that its called the wedding finger when indeed it could possibly be called the promise finger because are we not promising to spend the rest of our lives together. Even if one is not in a relationship with that person does that now make wearing a ring on that finger forbidden?
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Nov 13, 2017
Nov 13, 2017 at 10:05 PM UTC
Wedding Finger
Where will that leave us? Dark room bed unmade curtains closed radio from a far room Chopin stuff is this it? no more us? Smell of bodies two cups with coffee dregs standing on the bedside cabinets did she do better than I? that time in Paris when we first made love a moth large and brown flew in the window in the night it was just the once *** stains lie on the bed sheet this is the end of us the Chopin ends voices speak in an undertone I love you lips touch skin of a shoulder a Mozart piece begins on the radio in that far room there can be no us birds sing outside the window where will it leave us? Indentation on both pillows fair hairs lay forget? forgive? She draws the curtains light enters he stands beside her again shall we? A man walks the pavement a cyclist rides by room in light day has come goodbye night.
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Mar 8, 2017
Mar 8, 2017 at 4:05 AM UTC
GOODBYE NIGHT.
how the **** am I to write about anything, anyone else when you're still the only thing that clouds my brain? I feel fine most nights but when you cross my mind, I'm paralyzed
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Feb 1, 2017
Feb 1, 2017 at 7:57 PM UTC
feb 1
I’m a cry wolf wrapped in steel wool. I fell head over heels for a part of the whole. © Matthew Harlovic
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Mar 13, 2016
Mar 13, 2016 at 8:43 PM UTC
Cry Wolf
To my bloomed beauty, rival roses reach for your garden, not your heart. © Matthew Harlovic
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Feb 22, 2016
Feb 22, 2016 at 1:58 PM UTC
Rival Roses
MAYBE I DESTROY EVERY REALTIONSHIP THAT I HAVE NOW BECAUSE WHEN I WAS YOUNG I WAS TAUGHT THAT YELLING MEANS LOVING
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Feb 4, 2016
Feb 4, 2016 at 9:08 PM UTC
Untitled
You've stacked the deck in your favor, but if even one card shifts the entire house comes crashing down. Hitting as the dealer holds you've folded, revealing your hand. What a Joker you've become! The bluff has fallen on deaf ears.
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Jun 7, 2015
Jun 7, 2015 at 5:00 AM UTC
House of Cards
Perfection Is the mirror image Of a soul The same But opposite That reflection Is who you are And Who you are Meant to be
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Apr 4, 2015
Apr 4, 2015 at 10:31 AM UTC
Who Do You See In the Mirror
It is called a crush Because there is weight Behind their essence And it is suffocating To be in their presence
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Apr 1, 2015
Apr 1, 2015 at 8:53 PM UTC
Smother Me
I don't love anyone But I am Passionate toward others I am infatuated or enamored Maybe I experience A yearning for others Perhaps I am devoted Enchanted Or hold others In high regard Or maybe I am A little cowboy Hankering for you Or perhaps I am A little Disney Enchanted by you Or it could be I am A little short of will power And you are my weakness Maybe its my birthday And you could be my cake You could say You are my delight But I am never in love Because really Why should I only use A four letter word To tell others how I feel
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Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 4:17 PM UTC
Love Is Just Another Four Letter Word