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#uselessness
Ever had a day that made you go gray Ever had a day you'd wish to go away For sale by owner open wounds, how we where bliss in empty rooms. Finding myself on the border of emotion, can't handle all the commotion. You gave me the love potion If only I could fly away to a much brighter day Rather that my wings where clipped away.
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May 20, 2025
May 20, 2025 at 5:57 PM UTC
Smug
The anger closes in, Like a thick blanket, Ten degrees too thick. My worldview is narrowed, The blanket weighs me down. Heat is rising at a rapid pace, And my thoughts become colder. The blanket is now chaining me down, And I feel useless. I want to help another, But I cannot help their case. It violently tears me open To be unable to help them. And as I think further, The blanket grows thicker, And tighter.
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Jan 17, 2020
Jan 17, 2020 at 10:24 PM UTC
Inability
"Useless" Why don't you use less Our Father, Papa in Heaven He told us to love Not to discourage or anger neighbors He told us to encourage For we are encouraged, Deadly, the word: Useless So two words: Use, less
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Apr 24, 2019
Apr 24, 2019 at 6:46 AM UTC
use-less
"If it has nothing to do with me Then why should I even be here?" That sounded far more narcissistic Coming out of my mouth. But I meant exactly what I said, and I knew exactly what I meant. I knew exactly what I meant. - By Aleksander Mielnikow
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Mar 2, 2019
Mar 2, 2019 at 2:29 PM UTC
(If it has nothing...)
Green crooked straws ******* water from the ground Supplying the leaves The thorns The petals Helpful and delicate The thorns Taking Not supplying Anything But blood No beauty Just pain The petals The flower Beautiful Colorful Fragrant The reason for the stem For the thorns The thorns protect The stem provides The flower blooms Then the flower dies The thorns once again Useless The stem Preserving Until the thorn’s time Comes again
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Apr 4, 2016
Apr 4, 2016 at 2:47 PM UTC
Thorns and Stems
I had a lover once Her eyes were wide and Winter was chilled Cold and draining My hair grew dark coarse and flat Like cardboard in a storm Of cats and dogs and needlepoint Pillows quilted with inspiring phrases I had a lover once But I spoke too soon so she changed that With a swift hand and deft arms Powerful legs made of iron and Brimstone, holding me down breathless but alive, aspiring I had a lover once Who failed me by the heat of dawn With liquor kisses and broken bones Her outfits swore she never Would wear a tomb stone To match her boots and dresses ******* dangling like matchsticks Bent from their case A strong hand could start a fire I had a lover once I tried to give her the world On a platter with a fork and bib I tried to give her my life and skin My bones and teeth and things Made from vitamins and exercise My soul and headphones and heartbreaks and toothaches My t-shirt with a torn tag that read too many different sizes for me to wear and My skeleton made of sulfur and Eventually Lies I had a lover once Who wanted me but wanted more Who wanted more but wanted me Who snapped and said Leave I had a lover once Who is teaching me That it'll all be okay soon Just not right now
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Jun 29, 2014
Jun 29, 2014 at 12:38 AM UTC
Ventilation