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#5: warm welcome, a kind beginning begun _______________________________________ it is a bit of a shock, the world of words more often swallows & surrounds you up  between walls of impenetrable silence you actually read me, heard me, even fed me!  they taught me/us to diagram our sentences into its component parts, like a car going to an auto body shop, *** my car needed a muffler but instead I was given a new horn, and I’m in an empty Walmart parking lot, unsurrounded, and leaning on the horn, making a fireworks celebration of one sound, and your warm welcome,  kind welcome, to a visitor to this new planet, astonishes & astounds, for it seems we speak the sane/same language, how can this be??? Is smiling a word on this planet?
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Feb 2, 2025
Feb 2, 2025 at 4:02 AM UTC
#5: warm welcome, a kind beginning begun
Leave your body in my arms Let yourself feel the warm heat of me Trust Trust a hope without promises My arms are an extension of my soul And your body of mine
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Nov 13, 2020
Nov 13, 2020 at 11:45 AM UTC
Trust in warm
Today I feel left to the sun, dried and warn Yesterday I was someone in search of danger I found it Melancholy I lost a friend and gained a skewed vector Potentially dangerous to paradise So I clean my soul Waiting
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Jul 14, 2019
Jul 14, 2019 at 5:24 PM UTC
Awakening
I feel like I have lost the battle in a one-warrior war
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Apr 18, 2019
Apr 18, 2019 at 3:58 AM UTC
The Worst Kind
Like a flame so high all I will do is make you burn, Think before you walk down my path of love cause you might never be able to turn! Like a sudden rush of adrenaline all I will do is pump you up for the fall, Think before you fall in my love cause you might never be able to take my all!! Like a broken dream so bad all I will do is make you walk away, Think before you join me for a walk cause with heavy winds you might sway! Like a thorn admist the roses all I will do is leave you bruised, Think twice before you hop on a ride cause you might even be left all alone on the cruise!!
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Sep 30, 2018
Sep 30, 2018 at 3:36 AM UTC
Think Twice
i’ve always known you were a danger
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Mar 31, 2018
Mar 31, 2018 at 3:35 PM UTC
stranger,
We've been warned of bad people ever since we were little. We've all learned that we shouldn't trust a creepy man who offers candy if you'll only get into his truck. But nobody's ever warned us of The boys with dangerously glittering eyes, who will pepper you with affection only to put a bullet in your heart. Nobody's ever warned us of The girls wearing mean smirks like armour, who will laugh at you when you walk by and make you feel so insecure. Nobody's ever warned us of The wounds that were bound to open in our chests, which won't disappear in an instant if at all. Nobody's ever warned us of ourselves.
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Sep 15, 2017
Sep 15, 2017 at 2:26 PM UTC
Nobody ever warned us
you held my hand, and, with that, my heart skipped a beat. don't fall in love with me i whispered. you showed me the world, and, with that, my lungs gasped for more air. don't fall in love with me again, i whispered. you took the stars and gave them to me, and, with that, my knees felt weak. don't fall in love with me. i warned you- a lot of times, yes. but i forgot to warn myself; i forgot that i am but naive. and after all my precautions, it was i who fell. i fell in love with you.
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Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 12:50 AM UTC
Precaution
she was wearing soft red lips and blue eyes as deep as the ocean and a shirt that read “THIS WILL DESTROY YOU” and you should’ve known then but it was already too late too late too late and you were already moving, already in motion she made her darkness shine like gold. she was wrapped in silk and satin that would have burned you if you tried to touch and she was sitting by a window waiting for you. she wanted to keep her sadness close and her vastness open. she didn’t understand what it meant to be the moon and you should’ve known then but it was already too late and you were already moving. she was a wolf, she said and her knowledge could eat you alive. you, on the other hand have always been a deer. she spoke with a voice of lush and luxury and wore her jacket over her shoulders on the first day of spring. her enigma was thrilling and she scared you almost to death but not enough to make you leave. she had hands of ice and the breath of heartbreak. she still remembered how to laugh however cynical. she was just as lost and dismembered as anyone else but knew how to hide it among sharpened knives and glasses of red wine. she loved the thought of drowning but yearned to be saved and asked you for help. she let you in but she was a self-proclaimed goddess with secrets deeper than your lungs. she was water and you have always been air and you should’ve known then but it was already too late and you were already moving. the whole time you moved within one word and that word carried you to places she never could: chance. she tried to warn you she knew she couldn’t be the person you loved yet somehow you still did somehow you still did (she) did still you, somehow somehow you still did. it was already too late late too, already, was it? it was already too late. before you even met her before you even saw her turn around in that coffee shop before her smile before her accent reached your ears before your arms touched before she read her writing to you before she opened before she placed her hand on your back before you watched her walk away down the dark city street for the first and last time before you met the body behind the screen, you did you loved the words.
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May 31, 2014
May 31, 2014 at 1:04 AM UTC
A Melodramatic Memoir Of Falling In Love With Almosts
she was wearing soft red lips and blue eyes as deep as the ocean and a shirt that read “THIS WILL DESTROY YOU” and you should’ve known then but it was already too late too late too late and you were already moving, already in motion she made her darkness shine like gold. she was wrapped in silk and satin that would have burned you if you tried to touch and she was sitting by a window waiting for you. she wanted to keep her sadness close and her vastness open. she didn’t understand what it meant to be the moon and you should’ve known then but it was already too late and you were already moving. she was a wolf, she said and her knowledge could eat you alive. you, on the other hand have always been a deer. she spoke with a voice of lush and luxury and wore her jacket over her shoulders on the first day of spring. her enigma was thrilling and she scared you almost to death but not enough to make you leave. she had hands of ice and the breath of heartbreak. she still remembered how to laugh however cynical. she was just as lost and dismembered as anyone else but knew how to hide it among sharpened knives and glasses of red wine. she loved the thought of drowning but yearned to be saved and asked you for help. she let you in but she was a self-proclaimed goddess with secrets deeper than your lungs. she was water and you have always been air and you should’ve known then but it was already too late and you were already moving. the whole time you moved within one word and that word carried you to places she never could: chance. she tried to warn you she knew she couldn’t be the person you loved yet somehow you still did somehow you still did (she) did still you, somehow somehow you still did. it was already too late late too, already, was it? it was already too late. before you even met her before you even saw her turn around in that coffee shop before her smile before her accent reached your ears before your arms touched before she read her writing to you before she opened before she placed her hand on your back before you watched her walk away down the dark city street for the first and last time before you met the body behind the screen, you did you loved the words.
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