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#selfdetermination
I am that I am And I have none to blame if I end up lame I am not the same My transformation is persistent and I've won the game I have conquered myself... I am a creativist Words are keys I play when my guitar is not weeping I swim in ink as I think deep Drinking on the brink of slumber and words keep me from sleeping The depth of my thoughts is beyond human comprehension. I am more than a poet. If you take a journey in my mind you will get lost I’m empowered to create so I don’t think like the rest!
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Sep 13, 2017
Sep 13, 2017 at 6:20 AM UTC
Nobody Knows Me (You)
The flower necklace, she throws it away, doesn't want -- to be manacled.
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Apr 15, 2024
Apr 15, 2024 at 2:42 AM UTC
[ The flower necklace ]
Everything flows, a coming and going of opportunities Flags blow everywhere but I don't put poles of certainty around me My work and my relationships are fluid, my fate is not in my hands not even in the lines that fortune tellers read Pleasure for myself idealism for all between the flippers and the facades of the day and the dreams of the night The flippers of catastrophes and consequences bang on the bonces of power the wheels of money and the cannonballs of contempt
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May 11, 2023
May 11, 2023 at 2:45 AM UTC
Pinball machine
Mama, of course, conceded sometimes, not often I hope, out of love being a little bit less mutual for the moment I didn't know anything about that I was romantic did not think about children awakened by tumult in the parental bedroom At home was safe, I didn't pay attention to those other women available to men's eyes that was a different world of advertising and loveless *** but now I notice, I see female bodies as human bodies only having themselves as owner
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Dec 4, 2018
Dec 4, 2018 at 2:15 AM UTC
Female bodies
Lovely is the fall from the ivory tower -- of grave piety.
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Jan 13, 2025
Jan 13, 2025 at 5:38 AM UTC
[ Lovely is the fall ]
I want to serve in the U.S. Marines. As for why? I have many reasons why; One of which is the monetary gain- A stable income sounds nice, I won't lie. There's also the free college, which, oh my; Really does sound quite nice- to me at least. There's also the coolness factor, you know? I've always been more warrior than priest; I've always liked to fight (I am such a beast), And the brotherhood does seem nice to me. But I could get all of these things elsewhere- Not only just in the military. So why do I want to enlist, truly? Well, the reason is quite specific: I have yearned for that red badge of courage; The proof that I'd die in the Pacific To protect people, oh, how terrific! You see, I want to be a proud hero- Because that's the way I've designed myself. I want to be he who will always go Into lead and fire to face down his foe. Let me clarify: not to prove to you Who I am, no, I don't care what you think- But to prove to myself, prove I can do Good things, and that I'm a good person too. 'Cause truth be told, I don't know anymore- Good seems to be natural to others, But evil too, as evidenced by war. I want to fight evil, defend the poor People who couldn't handle such a task. I want to help people, human beings, Because I AM good- it's not just a mask.
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Feb 24
Feb 24, 2026 at 4:48 PM UTC
Red Badge of Courage
I have practiced not to move not to sigh, hack or cough I'm on my way in underwear They carry me through the thirteen doors, folded up in a chest, books under my knees, under my head The world needs laws that are above parties, for years I have been thinking across borders about the right to freedom: the seas and self-determination of peoples, I sit still for hours writing without a sigh or cough I have practiced not to move two hours every evening in the chest to make a success of the plan that my wife's love conceived for me
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Oct 27, 2025
Oct 27, 2025 at 4:39 AM UTC
Freedom is not dressed