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He doesn’t know what to write about. Not many things to be said out loud. He’s sad, the world’s a whirling storm, A place that lost its gentle form. He sat in the bathroom for hours on end, Scrubbing off the guilt—too much to mend. Looked himself up and down with a frown, Wished he could wash those details down. Cut his already painfully short nails, Still couldn’t forget the smallest details. Mindlessly scrolled through Instagram, But didn’t really give a **** He deleted TikTok, Insta, all that noise, Left with google and Wikipedia—no joys. So he scrolls through YouTube shorts, At least it’s not meta or Chinese imports. Still can’t delete WhatsApp, Feels like a trap. But he uses Signal most of the time, And then tries to make his words rhyme.
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Jun 4, 2025
Jun 4, 2025 at 2:12 AM UTC
Feels like a trap
I don't think you know Just how many Times I've checked my phone, so Excited to see If you've seen My text but the screen Flashes back at me And I'm already Aware Of the fact that you Don't care As much as I do But still I know you're online. It's just that your time Can never be mine.
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Jan 9, 2025
Jan 9, 2025 at 3:49 AM UTC
Two Blue
where's my mobile, i been missing you if you were here, i would be kissing you where's my mobile, i been missing you if you were here, i would be kissing you where's my mobile, without you, i'm not global if i'm not global, i'm not really mobile good heavens! it's twenty-four to eleven i have to call shannon but i can't find my mobile what can i do without my mobile? life is trite don't know the difference between day and night without my mobile! i freak out, suffrin' from a black out i'm prayin' to god, lightin' up a candle, hopin' to find it where's my mobile, i been missing you if you were here, i would be kissing you where's my mobile, i been missing you if you were here, i would be kissing you
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Sep 15, 2020
Sep 15, 2020 at 7:59 AM UTC
Where's My Mobile?
I don't care, About the other messages; Popping up, At the top of my screen. I just want to stay here, And wait; For your next message, To come in.
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Mar 12, 2020
Mar 12, 2020 at 6:35 PM UTC
Your Next Message
What's going on in your Marshmallow head What does it tell your sweet Cookie soul Chocolate skin and Brownie hair Turned it's back to intuition I know you have been spontaneous Unpredictable Breaking bad The only traces are left Lines in a WhatsApp
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Dec 19, 2019
Dec 19, 2019 at 9:57 AM UTC
Marshmallow
Whatsapp I heard viberation out of the blue just two minutes talk really like "game over" on screen in amusement park fool a bit more than a missed call stranger Have to swim cross night long and lonely no energy to sleep back tight, in this coldest night literally surviving one and the only! listening "Learn to be lonely" till morning light Wishing not to trigger another stretched night hoping for a good paper of fortune cookie anyway, a heart full of thoughtful delight You're always over my head like a warm hooie
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Dec 30, 2018
Dec 30, 2018 at 12:10 PM UTC
Whatsapp
What the f*ck is this generation called? It is WhatsApp, Twitter and Facebook generation All these are messaging app Yes! This explains the mess age The age of social mess We call it #MESSAGE...
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Sep 4, 2018
Sep 4, 2018 at 9:00 AM UTC
The Mess Age
Aching hearts or burning bridges? My mind races as quickly as your footsteps run amok in my sanctuary. No peace of mind resides, so peace, I have to leave you behind. Love is all you need, what a fallacy. Trust builds real love. If it flees then love is but a drug, numbing senses, dulling intuitions, instincts, If it smells like rotten eggs, it stinks Pleadings and pleasings, Return to sender please. Wrong address because you’re not ready to please my mind, ease my mind. Don’t want to me to see the last seen. Foibles, fumbles, stumbles, Reminiscent mistakes are daggers to my heart. Yet, out of the bloodbath comes no effort made to ease the ache of a heartbreak, only sorrow and pain left in its wake. The struggle continues, solitary soldiering, destined for a peace longed for to ease a troubled mind. I find it you know, that peace I was looking for. But nothing is free, oh no Siree, Especially, not peace.
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Aug 21, 2018
Aug 21, 2018 at 1:18 PM UTC
Last Seen
Tap tap tap Send Delivered Received If there could be one punishment It would surely be this The effect so sinister yet so innocent A simple reply would bring the world peace Tap tap tap Send Delivered Received Why should I blame you for my heart's unease? It not as horrendous as compared to blue ticks Unless, of course, you deactivated your read receipts Like a professional crook who covers their prints Tap tap tap Send Delivered Received The wait is driving me insane But I've to mask my maniacal pettiness Put on a straight face to feign Is it that hard to hide my emptiness? Tap tap tap Send Delivered Received Read
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Jul 13, 2018
Jul 13, 2018 at 8:57 AM UTC
Chronicles of a slow texter victim
Closure I deleted our chat Cause I was mad Then when I sobered up I wanted it back I wanted you back I started a new In the middle of the night Only a few Words by my side Said I was sorry You said you'll see If you could forgive me Then you told me about You beating your meat And sadly it was depressing Now we're done again And I can't delete Cause I hold it dear To reality And I wanna weep But I'm not a creep Thanks so much for everything you've done This 2 am chat Is where my clarity begun Closure Now I know ya And it's over Game over Closure x
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Apr 21, 2018
Apr 21, 2018 at 8:19 PM UTC
Closure
Dear technology, You replaced my emotions with emoticons Voice with fonts Love with likes Compliments with comments. You make distance seem so close But you have no sense of touch For you overrode internet connection over soul connection You gave me a list of friends, yet I feel so alone. You made me believe in a world all of your own Pictures to prove their existence Status to update me on their life And a message to make me feel connected.
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Feb 26, 2018
Feb 26, 2018 at 8:06 AM UTC
Technology
Look around, You will find all eyes down; some expressionless, some desperate, and few smiling! Both tiny and fatty thumbs yearning for a rest, after typing those texts. Some consulting the Doc for having a smartphone thumb and some for lacking vitamin D! Posts wanting more and more likes. Kilograms of followers on Instagram! Swapping stories on Whatsapp! Unopened notebooks when you have a Facebook! Television screens consigned to oblivion when you have a Youtube! Discovering the veiled world, missing the real scenes around. Emoticons spreading fake feelings, Stupefying infants swiping through the screens, Kids imploring to their parents- To drag out the patterns. What is more satisfying? Hitting play button on the screen or Hitting a six on the field? Carting products online or Shopping on a girls day out? Dribbling a basket ball or Dragging down the newsfeed? Watching daily soaps without a dish or Helping your mother out to wash the dish? Sharing the snaps of poverty and hunger or Reaching out to them with eager? A game of candy crush or Gifting a candy to your crush? I feel like whooping out to myself and to people around; To raise their heads and Look around!
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Jul 18, 2017
Jul 18, 2017 at 11:22 AM UTC
The New Gen
No double tick on text, bad connection or bad relation....
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Jun 6, 2017
Jun 6, 2017 at 11:40 PM UTC
Double tick ...10W
You left. What's up? Did the WhatsApp offend? Did we fail to delight? Or is it just that you're too busy tonight? We were chatting Exchanging Goofing Emojing But all of a sudden It was clear you were leaving. (Sad-face-crying) - What'sUp?
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Apr 28, 2017
Apr 28, 2017 at 2:45 AM UTC
What'sUp?
[1:24 AM, 8/26/2016] +91 77085 85412: (Typing message on whatsapp) A boy meets girl..  gets her attraction.. thinks to speak.. touch.. make her his better half..!   She says yes..!   Both gets together.. coffee shops.. movies..  parks.. pubs.. clubs.. beaches.. parties.. having a lot of fun.. touches each.. enjoying.. nice love story ryt... !   Stop ther.. did u see any love inbetween themm..   noo i didn't.. i saw two people having fun that isn't love.. then how are we thinking its a love story.. look at this story now.. A boy meets girl.. thinks she's cute.. both speaks after few vague  looks.. texts.. looking at their phone contacts thinking to call each.. more texts more calls.. rare meets.. one fine day confirming love.. some day later.. feeling faded out from it.. she reminds him.. he reminds her.. few texts.. he s feeling ****** off of her.. she then speaks someday.. he melts for her voice.. he melts at her images.. he melts when thinking her..!   He s getting confused.. thinking her.. calling her.. messaging her.. !  Hoping everything will b fine.. i see some love in this now        [1:25 AM, 8/26/2016] +91 77085 85412: And he types a crazy crazy big story in the middle of the night for her and she surprises him by being online!  *** shes awake**!!
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Aug 26, 2016
Aug 26, 2016 at 3:46 AM UTC
She's awake at 1:25AM