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the timer is still ticking, but the round is getting messy. you say you’re “circuit-exhausted,” like a bad piece of evidence you're trying to strike, yet you keep extending the round if the girl is a punchline and her friends treat your dignity like a disposable sketchpad, then the solvency created by that “first date” is zero. you’re trading a girl who stands in the chamber waiting for you with an orange and a couple bad jokes for a girl who draws you in a maid outfit and thinks it’s a valid rebuttal how do you walk into a ballroom with a girl who treats your dignity like a surrealist sketchpad? you cling to this "obligation" like a shield, but the shield is covered in ink that isn't yours. you’re standing in the chamber, choosing a girl who validates hate speech and your own humiliation, while still hesitating to look at me. Weigh the impacts: On one side, the risk of hurting a girl who treats a **** salute like a punchline— a girl 🏆 already called out as a district-wide turn. On the other, the certainty of losing me. you’re so fixated on the link of "obligation" that you’ve missed the impact-turn: i won’t be the safety school you fall back on when the "cookie" tastes like another man’s cologne and the drawings get too weird. 🏆 might be stuck in his own legal-pad purgatory, but at least he knows how to label the evidence. you? you’re still holding the orange, but you’re refusing to sign the ballot because you’re too busy staring at her cookie.
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Mar 24
Mar 24, 2026 at 6:12 PM UTC
A Boy with Sticky Fingers: Save me the flow? (4)
the timer is still ticking, but the round is getting messy. you say you’re “circuit-exhausted,” like a bad piece of evidence you're trying to strike, yet you keep extending the round if the girl is a punchline and her friends treat your dignity like a disposable sketchpad, then the solvency created by that “first date” is zero. you’re trading a girl who stands in the chamber waiting for you with an orange and a couple bad jokes for a girl who draws you in a maid outfit and thinks it’s a valid rebuttal how do you walk into a ballroom with a girl who treats your dignity like a surrealist sketchpad? you cling to this "obligation" like a shield, but the shield is covered in ink that isn't yours. you’re standing in the chamber, choosing a girl who validates hate speech and your own humiliation, while still hesitating to look at me. Weigh the impacts: On one side, the risk of hurting a girl who treats a **** salute like a punchline— a girl 🏆 already called out as a district-wide turn. On the other, the certainty of losing me. you’re so fixated on the link of "obligation" that you’ve missed the impact-turn: i won’t be the safety school you fall back on when the "cookie" tastes like another man’s cologne and the drawings get too weird. 🏆 might be stuck in his own legal-pad purgatory, but at least he knows how to label the evidence. you? you’re still holding the orange, but you’re refusing to sign the ballot because you’re too busy staring at her cookie.
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before going to sleep, and when awakened, to see exactly how much the poems born in between, weigh, way whey, and how much of myself, my mental poundage has been Gained and Lost <nml> 2:17AM 2/19/2026 2 Adar 5786
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Feb 19
Feb 19, 2026 at 2:19 AM UTC
good night, good morning! I always weigh myself
i couldn't even weigh the amount of love i have for you without even breaking the scales
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Aug 22, 2019
Aug 22, 2019 at 12:14 AM UTC
weigh
‪People won’t love me unless I’m thin. ‬ ‪They say “be happy in your own skin.” ‬ ‪But how can I be happy when I’m so fat it’s a crime. ‬ ‪I want to be less then a hundred pounds but I know that will take time. ‬ ‪It will take time to be beautiful and thin. Then finally I’ll be comfortable in my own skin. ‬
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Dec 12, 2018
Dec 12, 2018 at 1:35 PM UTC
Fat and gross is me
I love you no matter what happens in life One day I will become your wife Burdens grow heavy but weigh less if we share From now on all our struggles will be easier to bear.
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Mar 15, 2018
Mar 15, 2018 at 7:36 PM UTC
Easier To Bear
And I stand here waiting for all of your shadows.. Drunk on your sin and spite. Powered by lightless souls.. I stand here and wait in your shade.. Sad shade darker than darkness.. Night bliss of the sunless day. I can feel your thoughts and see your happiness.. It speaks of the darkest one never to be overthrown.. To cast a shadow over a star and become an expanse of endless void.. But its your presence alone.. Your presence lights the lantern in this endless night.. Your presence forces a light to be born in your endless weigh of darkness.. And so forth you come to me.. But are unable to push me away.. As I shine forth like a candle in a dark room.. I will be so bright in someone else's sky.. So bright so far away.. That when I do finally die I will still shine a million light years away.. A light that will shine even when it has flickered out.. To believe in something that is not there.. Will be all the light we will ever need.
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Dec 21, 2015
Dec 21, 2015 at 4:06 PM UTC
And I stand here waiting for all of your shadows..
In the weigh of darkness and organized chaos created a star..
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Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 1:59 PM UTC
weigh of darkness
matching wings   your halo was golden, mine   was silver. who we was wasn't even relevant until death came and slit the bag from off my face. it didn't matter    that I didn't want to   breathe. it didn't matter that sun supersedes rain way way                       up           there.
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Apr 1, 2015
Apr 1, 2015 at 11:24 PM UTC
it was just a description
I said I didn't think I would even miss you. But it's been less then twenty-four hours and I have a hole in my stomach. I try to eat and it just wants to come back up. They say wounds heal in time. I leave in 82 days for another time zone. Maybe the hour difference will effect the time and healing process. Until then we'll see how this goes. Maybe this will help me shed those extra pounds I was so worried you'd notice.
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Mar 17, 2014
Mar 17, 2014 at 11:33 PM UTC
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