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#uneven
I gave you the shirt off my back, You were upset to only be half dressed I gave you my pants, You didn't like me naked But hey, at least you were dressed.
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Sep 27, 2025
Sep 27, 2025 at 3:57 PM UTC
Stripped
Written word used to be an extension of my mind; my        thoughts imprinted onto paper    in neatly formed sentences. but now                               they are jagged uneven.                              tired.                       torn. malformed.                                                                incomprehensible. I can't seem to put the words together into sentences that   have meaning.                       The razor edge of my words cut me, bleed my body dry until there's nothing left     but dust.
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Aug 19, 2020
Aug 19, 2020 at 9:40 PM UTC
The Written Word
The splendiferous rose in picturesque shape and colour aren't all its beauty treasure trove. But how a rose is a rose the flower by the thorns next on the lane adjacent to the utterly opposite heck the very uneven grotesque!
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Mar 17, 2020
Mar 17, 2020 at 6:46 PM UTC
The Secret of Rose
Uneven on dawn grown Raw brawl while Stung plunge another one run limit each beat no winning defeat.
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Aug 8, 2018
Aug 8, 2018 at 2:04 PM UTC
Seeping in
Arrhythmia is… Wondering if next time your heart skips two beats in a row. (translating into “don’t hold your breath for a 3rd one, they just cancelled that show) Feeling the (ribcage) prisoner starting riots with potential fatalities Seeing your time so far as “oh well I’ve had a good run, though; not hall of fame worthy but still, got decades in tow” Forgetting all about poetry. Re-syncing your breathing. Feeling pathetic. Not missing anything. Wanting control. My heart doesn’t love me enough Despite the fact that I love you all.
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Jul 11, 2017
Jul 11, 2017 at 4:58 AM UTC
Uneven
I'm at a loss for words It's like you took them from me With the last glance you shot me, And replaced them with the pain I didn't expect from losing you. This is my first breakdown Four months after you walked away I'm mourning you, No words exchanged. Left with Unanswered questions And unreturned feelings I still love you
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Jan 29, 2016
Jan 29, 2016 at 9:22 PM UTC
Four Words
Come… Come taste my dark side come feel the raw my flaw uneven conceiving i’m revealing my secret I don’t fear you are near i can hear you the breath you take i cannot fade It is me real come feel me i got nothing to hide By: ZainaMusic
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Aug 29, 2015
Aug 29, 2015 at 8:57 PM UTC
My Dark Side...
my journal was dedicated to you a proclamation of how i adored your smile how your touch set me on fire how every minute spent together left me craving more and more and more of you rushed scribbles describing how your eyes searched my soul and left me wanting nothing more than a look at yours filled every empty space my ink bled your praises line upon line quote the love you claimed pages were filled with promises you made in a drunken state my journal was a tribute to you a celebration of you a monument to you and yours didn't even mention my name
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Aug 28, 2015
Aug 28, 2015 at 10:57 AM UTC
uneven love
I drive away and you come along I suggest you stay, but you sing the song, drowning out my voice with your own We played this same game at your home Our lives are set on the same path Neither one of us are willing to go last Together we discover what lies beneath Open like the ocean, swimming so deep We can't leave these shared memories They don't belong to you They don't belong to me We are so right We are so strong We are so weak We are so wrong You move away I move with you Why do we stay? We haven't a clue So many chances we had to disconnect, but all those times we weren't ready yet Now that we're older things have turned around I fell off the cloud and I'm coming down down-to-earth is what you've been Now I'm ready to be a friend We can't leave these shared memories They don't belong to you They don't belong to me We are so right We are so strong We are so weak We are so wrong We try so hard to grow apart without a clue of where to start Nothing can change unless we let it We can't drive away until we get in We're letting go at our own pace Allowing a chance to create space When we depart I know we'll understand It's just the cards dealt from our hands
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Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 5:23 PM UTC
Untitled