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It's not about the love or the hate. It's about being able to resonate. It's not about the fame, fortune, or gold. It's about trying to tell a story in a world where it seems every story's already been told. And don't be afraid to tell us if you don't understand. We get it. No one is going to relate to every painting, movie, or band. At the end of the day, all we want to do is help you escape. And if we inspire or entertain you along the way, then all the pain is worth it. No matter what the naysayers say.
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Oct 3, 2021
Oct 3, 2021 at 7:42 PM UTC
Art, movies, music, poetry
If we had just one more hour, one more day, could we find another way? Could we find the words to say what we've always wanted to say? Could we find a reason to stay? And yes. It's true that one more hour, one more day could make things worse. But isn't it worth the risk if you can find closure? Worth?
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Jun 30, 2021
Jun 30, 2021 at 9:39 PM UTC
One more
You know it will burn, but you bite it anyway, because it tastes good.
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Mar 12, 2021
Mar 12, 2021 at 9:21 AM UTC
Haiku pizza.
I'm sorry I dragged you down and let you fall in love I'm sorry I'd rather drown than look into the sky above I'm sorry I deceived you and made you think I'm perfect I'm trying to get through and make this all worth it I'm sorry that I'm wrong in every way that isn't right I'm sorry I'm not strong enough I'm not able to win this fight
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Mar 11, 2021
Mar 11, 2021 at 4:48 PM UTC
I'm sorry
This is not the end. It's not the beginning. It's not even the beginning of the end. Sorry to say, but you're stuck in the middle. But the middle's not a bad place to be. You learn what you didn't know In the beginning, and you find the skills you need to get to the end. It's where you learn From your mistakes And meet your friends. The ones who make everything worth it. So don't feel stuck. And don't be so anxious to get to the end. You never know. It might ****
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Sep 2, 2020
Sep 2, 2020 at 8:54 PM UTC
Stuck in the middle
Sleepless nights Breathless days Tear filled eyes Drowning minds It is an eternal winter Or a thousand year darkness Perhaps a never ending storm It is every bad thing that can happen It is hard to not feel hopeless It is hard to not doubt I have no assurance I could only hope Hope for spring to come again Hope for sunrise and daylight Hope for a clear, blue sky Hope for the best But for now, I have to feel the coldness of winter to appreciate the blooming flowers of spring I have to be in dusk to see the sunrise and feel its warmth I have to bathe in the rain to get a glimpse of ocean blue sky I have to experience hell To be in heaven
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Aug 29, 2020
Aug 29, 2020 at 8:33 AM UTC
Endure
I'm going to take all of my scars And build a highway to the stars. I'll learn how to love myself And stop living like an elf Stuck on a shelf. It will be the hardest journey Of my life, no doubt. But in the end, I'll find something Worth writing about.
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Jun 6, 2020
Jun 6, 2020 at 6:10 PM UTC
Highway to the stars
What’s the big deal? Those who obsess Over the cruelest thing And continue to address All the problems it brings Why even bother? With that grueling temptation That scars you so resulting in a lifetime of medication Who wants that? Hurt set so deep Forever a bleeding memory Intruding on those nights hollow of sleep Is it really worth it? The sort of warmth you may feel Although fleeting- May it be real May it be a memory worth keeping What’s the reason? For letting oneself fall Right on their knees- Becoming so small As light as the breeze But maybe? They might not want it at all- Those pesky butterflies, That siren call Bringing your soul to life Is it forced? The speed of their heart The feel, that warmth- The pain of being torn apart Why do it? All one can ask for- Is a companion in life Life? ****** be the people- Fate carries on no matter what And love? Always demands an encore!
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Feb 10, 2020
Feb 10, 2020 at 1:46 AM UTC
What's with Love?
I was left soaking in my sorrow Hoping there will be a better tomorrow Constant check ups to see how he's doing But never once was I one he was pursuing I prayed and cried hoping he'd regret hurting me Coming back apologizing for deserting me Until someone else came along and reminded me of my worth I'm stronger and pray for him to stay far from my turf
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Mar 15, 2019
Mar 15, 2019 at 9:42 PM UTC
My Worth
If its worth it, well... You will feel tired... You will feel sick... You'll feel like there's nothing left to give... Then, you'll have to do it all again tomorrow... With everything, give it all you got, and then some... If its worth it @desire.is.dope 2306HRS 20190302
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Mar 2, 2019
Mar 2, 2019 at 11:11 PM UTC
WITH EVERYTHING
She was like a diamond hidden in rock Hard to break through the rock but once you did She was worth a million bucks
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Dec 7, 2018
Dec 7, 2018 at 9:35 PM UTC
Rock
I used to think that we were ****** By distance. I still do, but now I can't help but think about How incredibly lucky I am To have someone in my life That is so worth missing, So worth loving. How fortunate I am To have someone To wait for.
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Oct 15, 2018
Oct 15, 2018 at 2:13 PM UTC
A Blessing for the Cursed
You know I love you baby, You know I truly do. You know my love inside you, You know you love and miss me too. You know the hurt I caused you, You know I feel it too. You know that we can fix it, You know that I was made for you.
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Aug 29, 2018
Aug 29, 2018 at 8:39 PM UTC
You Know
it's no small wonder, watching birds learn to fly. there's a small nest on the ledge outside my dorm window, and the chirping of the mothers wakes me up on the earliest of days. i'd be lying if i said i was overjoyed at the occurence, especially on the days when i have early class. but then came the babies. like me, they were cold and afraid in a completely new environment. like me, they were scared to death of every person walking by. like me, they had no clue how to fly. but like me, they learned. i live somewhere else now, and still get woken up by the birds. i can't help but wonder sometimes if they're the babies that learned to fly on the ledge outside my room around the same time that i did, stroke by wobbly stroke through the turbulent air. it's amazing how much they've grown. i'm so proud of them. likewise, i'm proud of myself. i made it through the first year of college-bad grades, no friends, drama, and adjusting to being by myself a lot was a really hard transition. once i left the nest, that was it. and it was terrifying. but i've learned to fly since those days, and despite a badly paying job, no friends in the area, and being down on myself, i'm still hovering above the ground. that's no small accomplishment. it's no small wonder, watching birds learn how to fly.
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Jul 18, 2018
Jul 18, 2018 at 11:37 PM UTC
wonder
So tired of this game we play This chase of stop and go Near every time I see you You tend to be around your friends and We have to play it cool I know you want me darling But around them we can never show It's in the way you touch and kiss me When we steal the time to get away The way you lean against me And whisper in my ear That “This is wrong and we mustn't” Cause it's hurting the one you left at home I would love to say that I could be Your one and only lover But we both know that could never be The ever changing circumstances of our lives Could never let it happen No matter how hard we want it darling Even though the short time we spent together I know I mustn't push it But I just can't help it As our time is spent in ecstasy of fear Looking into your eyes As you lean in to kiss me It's worth the pain of sadness As you push away to say goodbye
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Jul 14, 2018
Jul 14, 2018 at 4:19 PM UTC
Fruit Of A Poisonous Tree
It wouldn’t work, wouldn’t end well, I knew that, But I still wanted it to happen For better or worse, Because what is life without love? I wanted to feel like the one, Even just just for a moment, Thought it’d be worth it, But look at me now- Nah it was still worth it.
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May 29, 2018
May 29, 2018 at 7:59 PM UTC
A Painful Love
Fear wondering astray                 Mears pondering I lay Near fields among the day                       Here yield those of gray           Dear God stuck at play
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Feb 22, 2018
Feb 22, 2018 at 1:42 PM UTC
Trance
Rose indeed have thorns But it's a risk I'm willing to take If I wish to have that rose, I must accept that it comes with thorns And I think it's what makes it beautiful
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Jan 14, 2018
Jan 14, 2018 at 11:22 AM UTC
What makes It Beautiful
All my life, I was afraid Of that cold, sweet object Freezing my teeth with a mere touch Damaging them It came with a variety of forms From small spheres to large cubes Packaged inside tiny cups and giant tubs I couldn't imagine why people would enjoy sinking their teeth into one And lick their lips in satisfaction Someone shoved me out of the door I wanted to shout at that person But all words were stuck in my throat as I look what was in front of me A giant mascot on top of a white truck Its head was swirly, like a spiral staircase The tip was sharp Its body brown in color Holding its big head into place Its eyes, staring into my soul Its mouth, elated to see me Its form, which was my biggest fear ...Ice cream I screamed
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Nov 20, 2017
Nov 20, 2017 at 7:33 AM UTC
I Scream
My heart wrenches To be satisfied By your moving speech.
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Apr 5, 2017
Apr 5, 2017 at 7:52 PM UTC
Lovely Pain
How ironic it is that you need to cross on something broken just to get to the other side. Funny, right? When i first saw this road sign I thought to myself, there might be something wrong in the sentence construction. But as I ponder on it deeper, i realized something significant in a person's life: YOU REALLY NEED TO CROSS ON THE BROKEN LINE TO GET TO THE OTHER SIDE. There is a cautious voice inside that may cause you to stop in the middle of your tracks. You will experience bumps and may be chased by cadillac pains, and yet... there is something about your exhausted breathing, strained hands, bruised feet, that sends a tingling sensation into your chest; your pumping heart is still fighting for where you want to be. You take a little step forward. Again. Because you strongly believe that beyond these broken lines, just beneath the horizon of clouds, is the place where you belong. You cross the broken lines that make you feel incomplete to fill in the gaps. Slowly now.. making your self whole. For the nth time.
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Nov 28, 2016
Nov 28, 2016 at 2:18 AM UTC
Cross on the broken lines
Breathe for a second. Think of where you are in life. Is it where you want to be? If not, you ALWAYS have the ability to change that. No matter what it takes, you will find where you belong. If you are already in the place you want to be, keep fighting for that place. Don't think just because you made it, that you get to give up. No. You must fight for what you love, and work for what you want. Nothing good or great comes easy, but it's all worth it.
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Aug 25, 2016
Aug 25, 2016 at 11:23 PM UTC
Evaluation
I may not be The smartest girl, I may not be the happiest. I may not be the apple of Everyone's eye. I may be more broken Than I am beautiful. But I promise I Am Still worth Loving.
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Jul 26, 2016
Jul 26, 2016 at 5:31 PM UTC
I am worth loving
There you'll be Waiting for me Down on your knee There you'll be Yes
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Apr 4, 2016
Apr 4, 2016 at 1:11 AM UTC
Soon
The summer sky was slashed across our backdrop, and the bleeding sun beginning to fade, we counted out the hours, minutes and the seconds, wishing all the moments we lost could've stayed. And in that moment I loved you, I loved you so sure and deep, and in our temporary lives, on this temporary earth, this temporary moment made it all seem... worth it.
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Feb 9, 2016
Feb 9, 2016 at 8:42 PM UTC
Eternal Sunshine