#wondered - Hello Poetry

A life is a journey And the people are like animals Where I'm the turtle In another universe of a life The folktales i wandered to be in The shells to be protected by The journey to shore by patience In another universe of a life The toughness to be in motion The belief to win more than a race With a slow and calm process In another universe of a life The warm tempering shores of ocean To be achieved by a long unforgettable journey With a long lifespan and endurance In another universe of a life!!!

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Mar 16

Mar 16, 2026 at 11:49 AM UTC

Riyaanand

Maybe in another universe

A life is a journey And the people are like animals Where I'm the turtle In another universe of a life The folktales i wandered to be in The shells to be protected by The journey to shore by patience In another universe of a life The toughness to be in motion The belief to win more than a race With a slow and calm process In another universe of a life The warm tempering shores of ocean To be achieved by a long unforgettable journey With a long lifespan and endurance In another universe of a life!!!

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Then she wondered Is everyones mind So confusing with Those twists and turns jumble of words and Feelings So complex Even to it's owner

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Aug 12, 2020

Aug 12, 2020 at 6:23 PM UTC

Thousand_written_lives

She wondered

Then she wondered Is everyones mind So confusing with Those twists and turns jumble of words and Feelings So complex Even to it's owner

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Have you ever wondered: Why me? Why did this happen to me and nobody else? Well the truth is that it probably did happen to someone else, maybe even worse than the situation that you're in So instead of asking "Why me?" Start asking "How me?" "How did this happen to me?" Because the sooner you know that The sooner you can learn from your mistakes

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Jun 24, 2015

Jun 24, 2015 at 4:59 AM UTC

nikitam

Self-pity isnt productive

Have you ever wondered: Why me? Why did this happen to me and nobody else? Well the truth is that it probably did happen to someone else, maybe even worse than the situation that you're in So instead of asking "Why me?" Start asking "How me?" "How did this happen to me?" Because the sooner you know that The sooner you can learn from your mistakes

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I always wondered What it was like To be someone else Until I realised It's fine to be me Unique, singular, interesting Different, flowing and free All human All me

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Feb 15, 2015

Feb 15, 2015 at 4:41 PM UTC

Rockie

Uniquely Me

I always wondered What it was like To be someone else Until I realised It's fine to be me Unique, singular, interesting Different, flowing and free All human All me

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I wrote a poem for my biography to a special person about Adam, I thought you would like to read it. Blue Heart You were 18, so many years in front of you. It felt like a dark eternity, you didn’t want to go. I saw it in your sunken eyes. The vacant stare and sad dark eyes. I saw when you were sitting around the table prom night. So much going around but you were too calm too collected. too inside your mind for us. I knew that blank expression from experience All too well. You screamed for help silent and loud I reached for your hand but you f e l l You were poised and calm Broken but full of love. All I wanted to do was help you. you were standing still when the world went on and it did go on, it did, without you. When you were standing there at the edge I wondered about you, all in my head. We were short lived, a friendship that was fast. You came, changed me, then you left. it came and went in a flash. I knew when no one else could guess. you put it all on me, didn’t you. but I was not cross with you. Heartbroken, yes scared, yes alone, yes mad, no Your color was blue Blue heart, blue veins Blue is the color of our planet from far far away we wore it proud it was all for you, a blue solemn silence. and the world spun fast and all the people hurried fast, real fast and no one ever smiled. You weren’t all there, in that head of yours. dark and empty you were sad but you lived like you would die tomorrow tomorrow came too soon and it was up to you. it was always up to you. Meeting you was bitter you put me through stress, anxiety and heartache you put me through shame and shock All I wanted was you by my side, and you there was not. Meeting you was sweet you gave me smiles and laughs, good music and thoughts you gave me a feeling of friendship and care. All I wanted was you by my side, but you were not there. You were poised and calm, you rubbed off on me. I was hyped and excited you called me “ADHD” You drove an old red beater with water bottles everywhere, with **** in the glove compartment. but you didn’t care. Your drove with sunglasses and the FM radio loud. You drove in silence, thinking no doubt. You loved the sun but you would hike for the shade when we were together you took me away. I didn’t think, I didn’t have nerves. We talked about the world We talked about life You had a life you thought you didn’t deserve. Whoever planted that seed had some **** nerve you wrote like me but I wrote for myself you wrote for us when there’d be nothing else. I knew when no one else could guess. you put it all on me, didn’t you. but I was not mad. Heartbroken, yes scared, yes alone, yes mad, no When you were gone I read and I read i wanted to know exactly when you felt what you felt. You called me your jav friend you called me your angel You are up there watching over me I yelled and screamed I couldn’t breathe. I shut them out, I cursed at you. I hated you I cried for you I only see you in my head Dreaming once and a while of your smile, of your eyes but they are never dark they are never sad they are never empty The vacant stare is not there. your hair is a giant mess and I freeze that moment right there. You said you were alone you said it was a secret you asked me about my darkest and you told me all your secrets I have never been in that much peace knowing I kept you there It felt like moments when it was hours and you were gone too **** soon. tomorrow came too fast and it was up to you. it was always up to you. Now I wear a band on my wrist and pray for your peace that is all I have left, but you mean so much to me. I hope you are happy, I hope your journey has ended and you found what you wanted My heart was once broken but soon if all this is true it will be mended.

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May 27, 2014

May 27, 2014 at 1:27 PM UTC

hannah-anderson-1

Blue Heart

I wrote a poem for my biography to a special person about Adam, I thought you would like to read it. Blue Heart You were 18, so many years in front of you. It felt like a dark eternity, you didn’t want to go. I saw it in your sunken eyes. The vacant stare and sad dark eyes. I saw when you were sitting around the table prom night. So much going around but you were too calm too collected. too inside your mind for us. I knew that blank expression from experience All too well. You screamed for help silent and loud I reached for your hand but you f e l l You were poised and calm Broken but full of love. All I wanted to do was help you. you were standing still when the world went on and it did go on, it did, without you. When you were standing there at the edge I wondered about you, all in my head. We were short lived, a friendship that was fast. You came, changed me, then you left. it came and went in a flash. I knew when no one else could guess. you put it all on me, didn’t you. but I was not cross with you. Heartbroken, yes scared, yes alone, yes mad, no Your color was blue Blue heart, blue veins Blue is the color of our planet from far far away we wore it proud it was all for you, a blue solemn silence. and the world spun fast and all the people hurried fast, real fast and no one ever smiled. You weren’t all there, in that head of yours. dark and empty you were sad but you lived like you would die tomorrow tomorrow came too soon and it was up to you. it was always up to you. Meeting you was bitter you put me through stress, anxiety and heartache you put me through shame and shock All I wanted was you by my side, and you there was not. Meeting you was sweet you gave me smiles and laughs, good music and thoughts you gave me a feeling of friendship and care. All I wanted was you by my side, but you were not there. You were poised and calm, you rubbed off on me. I was hyped and excited you called me “ADHD” You drove an old red beater with water bottles everywhere, with **** in the glove compartment. but you didn’t care. Your drove with sunglasses and the FM radio loud. You drove in silence, thinking no doubt. You loved the sun but you would hike for the shade when we were together you took me away. I didn’t think, I didn’t have nerves. We talked about the world We talked about life You had a life you thought you didn’t deserve. Whoever planted that seed had some **** nerve you wrote like me but I wrote for myself you wrote for us when there’d be nothing else. I knew when no one else could guess. you put it all on me, didn’t you. but I was not mad. Heartbroken, yes scared, yes alone, yes mad, no When you were gone I read and I read i wanted to know exactly when you felt what you felt. You called me your jav friend you called me your angel You are up there watching over me I yelled and screamed I couldn’t breathe. I shut them out, I cursed at you. I hated you I cried for you I only see you in my head Dreaming once and a while of your smile, of your eyes but they are never dark they are never sad they are never empty The vacant stare is not there. your hair is a giant mess and I freeze that moment right there. You said you were alone you said it was a secret you asked me about my darkest and you told me all your secrets I have never been in that much peace knowing I kept you there It felt like moments when it was hours and you were gone too **** soon. tomorrow came too fast and it was up to you. it was always up to you. Now I wear a band on my wrist and pray for your peace that is all I have left, but you mean so much to me. I hope you are happy, I hope your journey has ended and you found what you wanted My heart was once broken but soon if all this is true it will be mended.

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