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A heart of triumph knows no bounds
its finely tuned, a divine sound,
it knows not failure, nor success,
it knows not the penalty of distress,
for regardless of the instance in which it prevails,
weather it be a correction, success, or a fail,
a heart of triumph stays through good and bad,
in those of us who let go of being angry or mad,
so that we can live, and be triumphet in life,
so that we can be triumphet for our friends, neighbors, kids, and wives.
triumph over your loss, and its still a win
My soul does not belong to god
Nor will it go to hell,
I will keep my soul my own
For eternity by myself,
For if a heavenly light should call
And beckon me to a door,
I will close my eyes on earth
And fall asleep forevermore,
My life serves very well insane
And so, insane i am
Heaven cannot cure my mind
Without making me a different man,
And with no hardship, with no war
And with no famine, or flaws,
A few short years in paradise
And my character will be gone
please don't be offended, this is my view of heaven, and it is not intended to offend anyone, i'm a humanitarian atheist so i'm very secular but i occasionaly like to write a religious poem
My lovely voice can carry, and carry it will
For her voice is scary, and hateful, and shrill
I’ll protect humanity with sounds so pleasant
And drown out her screaming; like a dying pheasant
And i’ll be the hero, and i’ll have the fame
And she’ll go down in history as a woman with no name
I wish my poetry to always be simple
I wish for it to be easy to read
But my passion burns too brightly
To express everything with simplicity and heed
I want the world throughout the ages to understand my dismay
I want the people of all types and sizes to contemplate away
I wish my passion to be comprehended
I wish every human to be exposed
But i don't with my poetry to be amended
Or the same fate for my prose
I think all of us here on hello poetry can agree we do this to show expression, which is why despite if some controversial things are said, i would stick to the right to express ourselves regardless
Lay me down when i bite the dust
But not in a coffin, that is a must
Plant a redwood sapling on me
And ill grow into a redwood tree
For i'm not religious, but this i believe
Will bring me happiness, when i cease to be.
this is my wish when i die, after a full life i want to give back to nature, please don't stick me in a coffin and put me in the ground, let me give myself to a beautiful redwood sapling so it can grow into a magnificent redwood tree.
Hostile Envirnoment
A place unsuitable for life
Where love grows weak and weary
And will very likely die

Hostile Environment
Where peace does not exist
Where war is a disease
;A nasty brutish cyst

Hostile Environment
Where Nothing goes right
It needs to be saved
Or put out of sight

Hostile Environmemt
May be conquored at once
But u must have faith
In yourself...
You are strong
You can conquor anything if you beleive in yourself
I am hungry for beef and blood
I cannot stop myself or run
I crave for food and violence too
As a human being its what i do
And yet ill wait, for i am my own
And refusing desire is what i’ll show
this poem portrays the evil of man, and the ability of every individual in humanity to refuse desire and temptation
An idea is very powerful
It never stays the same
It grows til it can grow no more
Then discharges like rain

An idea is not eternal
For some ideas expire
The ones that dont grow more still...
And spread like wild fires

An idea can change the world
For better, or for worse
A chain reaction follows them
Wherever they go first

The place where ideas show up last
Mostly get credit or blame
Good and evil are ideas too
Yet we use them all the same

So ideas give purpose to mankind
No matter what, the're free
They can be either good or bad
Like the nature of humanity
Ideas can change the world...
Express yourself
If the world could change
If it could rearange
Dont u think by now
That we would have done the same?

If the world could change
And turn judgment into love
Then somehow somewhere
Could we find what lies above?

The answer is uncertain
The path...dark and scary
The destination unkown
And the wrath of life be very

And yet the faith that lies within
The faith that clearly shines
Is not of religion or beauty
but rather In mankind

You may have felt it growing
Im surly not alone...
Something big is coming
The horizon clearly shows
Something is coming, is it good or bad
Yea im ******* trash and i know it
Im a ******* ******* and i dont deserve to live
Everytime i get her trust back
I say one stupid thing
And its gone again
I dont know why i say it
Its stupid, for absolutly no reason
I lied to her face
Because i thought it would help
For some weird ******* reason
Why did i think that?
That is no way to keep her trust

Im ******* trash
And she deserves better
Why do i keep her chained to me
I love her so much
But i keep breaking her heart
And making her question her trust
Its stupid, why do i do that

The other night was amazing
We talked and cuddled and shared stories and it was magical
Things were looking so great
It was the best night of my life
And now its being followed by the worst day
A day where i make her feel horrable
Because of ANOTHER
stupid, inconsiderate thing
That i said

Im ******* trash
And i wish there was some way to make it up to her

And never let her down again
Im ******* trash
In the end
We never really know
We dont know how we got here
And we dont know where we are going
In the end
Well at least for me, in the end
I found someone who understands me
Who truely knows what its like to be in my shoes
The end is all that really matters isnt it?
Because our whole life, we are always focusing on that point far away
Never stoping, never looking back
So is that one fixed point in our future all that matters?
Certainly not because even tho we look straight at it, the closer we get, the more tempted we are to look away, i dont want to see what lies beyond that point where my life draws to a close
And my mind is forever
Lost

In the end
We look back
And we see what we have always been looking for
We see the happiness
The so called meaning of life
The beauty of the world
And the beauty of love
In the end
It is a dream, a very pleasant dream for most
And for some...im sorry to say...a nightmare
But it all comes to a close
Those who suffer can feel releif
At that final moment in their life
A moment that cannot be taken away
A moment that belongs to them,
And those who look back upon fond memories of days past can feel pride
Of what accomplishments their will has brought to the world

In the end
The end is really what you make of it
A dream, a nightmare, a tradgety or one final justice
The end is nothing more
Or less
Than that

And if it seems to be approaching too quick then by all means
Slow it, do everything you can to slow it
But never try to speed it up
Or stop it
You only get to understand and make certain of what it all means once
And after that
Lights out
So let it take its time
And when the day comes to meet it
Shake its hand and welcome it with open arms
As you would
And old friend

Intheend
Heintend

"He intends to understand all that he was and is to be, and so he will accept what comes to him with open arms; the willingness to find out what lies beyond will not be forsaken by any intuition brought forth by a power other than the power that lies within"

He intends
To end the end
In the end
Really some deep thought put into this
In the mind of a saint
I would surely faint
for i would not understand
that which makes us man

In the mind of a soldier
i would surely be bolder
for a hardened man id be
from the fight for liberty

In the mind of a poet
id surely get over it
because the wiser id be
would make me see free
You think you're better than me
Really? is that so?
I guess we’ll never know for sure
Until you start acting humble
Please stop rubbing it in my face
For the only thing i really see
Is jealousy and disgrace
the instant you say your better then someone, you become less than them
Just over the horizon
My beautiful angel sleeps
With tears of fear,
A heart thats torn,
And a mind thats filled with greif

Just over the horizon
She waits for me once more
And i promise ill see her soon again
And our love will forever soar

Wait for my love my darling
Dont give up
Time is just dust in the wind
The past is just a portrait of sin
The future holds a date with death
And i'm not ready to know just yet
So i won't look back, and i wont look forward
But i’ll defend here and now with a fist and a sword
live in the moment while you can, because tomorrow this moment will be gone, and you cant go back to yesterday
Some people will never know
How good it feels to have a righteous soul
Some people will never understand
What it means to be the bigger man
Some people can't contemplate
How wonderful it is not to hate
But you and i are one and the same
And righteousness is the name of our game
tribute to all those who have turned the other cheek in their time
she knows not
how much i love
how much I'd take a bullet
and lift my soul up above
so she can have another chance
to have love again
for another man
who wouldn't love like i loved

she knows not
that although i may not buy her pretty jewels
or spend money on her in full
that i love her still like the world
and i'm too stupid to spend my time and effort
on something that will fade
because our love will not
but a memory...a thought?
nice and pleasing
but will not keep her from leaving

she knows not
that she is my life
and i cant ever leave my life
unless i die
which will still not separate
the love i have
for my bride
I love her so much...i just want her too see that
because i would take a bullet for her
and give my life for her happiness
Give me your left hand my love
And we’ll stowe away from here
And by the time your father comes
His grandchild, you will bear
And i will stand by you my love
Even when this day is done
And ill die with you my love
When our time has come
just a lil devotion poem lol xD
Let her go for she will not budge
She’s not ready for your love
Leave her behind and one day you’ll find
She’ll be missing your affection
I'm lifeless without love
i'm hopeless without help
i'm lonely on my own
i'm scared i'm not myself

there's no one beside me
its been half past 10 years
my glow is now fading
without her i cant hear

i cant hear my heartbeat
i cant hear my life
i cant hear my family
the're all out of sight

and then the big bang
that sprung me back from hell
her skin is so beautiful
and elegant as well

she saved me from death
not physically, but of the mind
and now i'm a poet
and for her- i will rhyme.

i'm alive with my love
she helped me to see
now i understand family
and what it means to me
She is the one who saved me
Shoot me if i go insane again
For insanity is not my friend
Throw me off a cliff when i say
I will not live crazy, tomorrow or today
And slit my throat when i sleep
If my mind falls in through the deep.
i've lost my way before and i don't wish that to happen again, i don't wish that on anybody
The wind can whisper
The day can sing
The night can whimper and call for my name
The ocean can taunt me
And taunt me it shall
For the sun can coax me to the light of free will
Listen… can't you hear it?
The song in the back of your head!
Listen… can’t you hear it?
Those melodic sounds aren't dead!
Look… can't you see it?
The love once felt, not lost!
Look… can’t you see it?
She is not completely gone!
Love...
pretty simple title right?
like THAT'S never been used before, right?
well it hasn't actually
because my love has a different definition
than any word YOU have ever read
MY love cant be described by words
which makes the title unreadable
UNsimple...
the most i can do to describe it is this...
"Annie"
you see a word...
I see infinity
Love and death go hand in hand
They are but rewards to me as a man
I wish for death and i wish for love
And when i am done to be placed up above
She can oppress my devoted affection
She can scorn when i show her love,
She can see through my hopeless intention
She knows what sins i’m made of
She can reject me when i woo
She can show me out the door
And again i know what i must do
And i again, will love her forevermore
Love is a beacon of light
in a cold dark lonely place
yet often it can Start a fight
but still be Seen with grace
love will Not abandon you
although it may evolve
as long as you love others too
there is your resolve
love is Not an Iron block
you can throw against a wall
mostly it is week and fragile
and sometimes very small
love is Not immortality
like some poets may say
One day it will seize to be
but thats what makes it great
So cherish love with understanding
But please dont throw a Fit
everything will have its ending
just Know it will be missed.
Sometimes love lasts but in todays world just enjoy while it does
delighted to see and hear and feel
delighted to comfort and help to heal
delighted to have a heart to take
delighted, at last, her love is not fake
delighted at her wonderful smile and stance
delighted to have with me, a girl who will dance
delighted to be in a whirlpool of love
cause I've met an angel, who’s come from above
written for my girlfriend, luv u babe ;)
Don't give us those puppy dog eyes
We gave you three chances to love us
Don't try to oppress us guys with your fake drawn out dumb love
We are but defenders from your syrin ways
So leave us before you get hurt
We’ll win this battle anyway
We won’t give in this time, or turn
i see the little fish
thier gills, shining in the water
the mino’s and the baby seals
the penguins and the otters
i see the little minos
so hopeless in the water
surely they will never be
an adult or a father
yet, i keep coming back again
and surely, their they are
determination stronger than man
i know they'll make it far
i wish i was a mino,
a little mino in the water
When i think of the memories
Tears stream down my face
"We are always going to remember this moment"
As we kiss by the road
Out past my drive way
On a biking trail that we once road across 3 miles in either direction
When i think of the memories
My heart decays just a lil on the inside
Knowing that i wont be able to cash in those memories again...for 2 years
4 times the length of the time that i was with my heart, my soul, my meant-to-be bride
Its going to be a long, lonely road...

Just like my childhood
Feeling heartbroken :(
I saw the most peculiar thing this morning...
A bird with a worm in its mouth
Chasing around another bird,
trying to give it to her 0.0
And she kept flying away
They really are just like us...
A lil birdy drama that reminds me of something in my life right now
Dawn is to dusk
How i may be with my love
I doth not wait for her
Dare i say i move on?
I maybe going nowhere
But she moves much too fast
I may think to quicken my tempo
Where she will only crash
Love is a repetition
as is the fate of death
where music thats left in deaths wake
may give hope to children yet
I once wished my heart to be
Blest with immortality
I once loved a love so great
A mothers love could not compete
I once played music so attuned to my ears
That my eyes rebelled and casted out tears
My only wish now
of love or of sound
is the music of sleep
May i love this awhile
Sing to me but make it sweet
Verse one, then chorus, then repeat
Sing to me a beautiful sound
Verse two, then chorus, then back around
Sing to me your melody
Verse three, then chorus, and back to the beginning
I never understood
Why a person would deliberatly harm theirself
Or why they would put up with an abusive relationship that is so extreme that it results in injuries
I never understood why someone would defy the undefyable rule of life, to end their life, which goes against every law of nature
Why would someone **** themself?

...but now i understand...
They would put up with the abuse because they think maybe, just maybe, if i hurt, then he or she doesnt have to...maybe if i take the pain, then my love can live in peace

They cut because it allows them to feel, when everything has gone wrong and the mind has gone numb from the constant heartache, the cut will still throb, and the scars will stay, and always remind you that it was worse at some point...it must have been...

And then their is the unbreakable...broken law...suicide
Suicide is seen as a last resort
In a world where everything amd everyone is against you

And i finally understand
Why these forbidden lawless laws
Inhumanitarian to the very core...
Protrude far from simple imagination, and out into the world

Because hope is bitter sweet
And some people prefer sour
Just alot on my mind
Running at night
With a full moonlight
Its peaceful and bright
But ends with spite
Jogging toward the evening star
Much more tranquil than using a car
But when you get home
With no where to roam
The morning will come too
And with that, the death of you
Then the eve comes again
And you rejoin your fellow friends
And then you are revived again
And then you live your lives as human
Its loud in here and my mind is failing
No matter the cheer, my body is bailing
I can't stand the noise, and i can't stand the crowd
It wasn't my choice and i am not proud
I'm wishing for peace and solitude too
But i’ll only receive loud noises from you
Secrets can't be kept forever
They’ll one day soon escape
The poetry of a widowed lover
May be freed from its closed cage
And i will cease to beg and plead for moral inspiration
And she will cease to oppress me
And my quest for emotional station
Falling into oblivion
The nothingness feels nice
Knowing one day i won’t care
Gives me sweet delight
Once upon a time there lived a child
This child had a name, william as his mother has it written
Well this child, much like the winds of the arabian desert, was alone, in a vast land, drifting his way through life, without purpose, and at every corner, there was always someone there, who didnt care about him, who taunted and teased him as though he was a goldfish stuck in a tank, well this child, william, began to lose hope in the end, he turned to bad people who influenced him to do bad things and learn bad skills, william, naive as he was, thought that those people loved him, he was wrong, in only the short span of a year william grew from a lonely boy, to a bad man, at least thats how he saw himself, until one day...this boy drifted around the corner once more with a look of greed in his eyes and saw a beautiful angel, he teased the angel as he saw fit to do by denying her chance to kiss him, pulling away at the last second and making out her romantics to be nothing more than a teenage lust brought on by simple hormones and such of that nature, but...little did he know...this girl had suffered a similar fate at youth as one he had been accustomed to, and she looked at him with unwandering eyes and a sympathy that the boy had never seen before in his life, she showed him kindness that he had never experianced from anybody in his whole life, she, this beautiful angel, with the same hardships and characteristics as he, proposed ice cream, roller skating,  simple,fun things, that made him feel like a child...she looked at him and what she saw was not a bad person in disguise trying to rip apart the world one broken heart at a time, she saw a young child blossoming into a young man right before her very eyes, and she kissed him, and he kissed her...fireworks, a match made in heaven, the boy had never felt love as great as the love he expressed in her company...and he lost the bad guy that was a parasite on his life...and that caused trouble...when he tryed to break up with a girlfriend...a couple actually...there was no truly bad man left in him to break the hearts of 2 young ladys that were a blotch on his perfect white shirt of a life...and even through this difficult task...even through the lies that this young individual weaved, the betrayal, the immence regret...she, the beautiful angel, although heartbroken, stuck by his side, helped him to end it with 2 ladies he didnt have the heart to be rid of, and she held him in her arms, and they cried together, and they loved together...and all of that passed nearly from their memory...but he could never forget, and he will be making it up to her with his eternal love forever, but not because he feels obligated, but because he loves her and he always will, and now that she is going through something in her life, that he cannot help with, he can do nothing but feel helpless...and continue loving her, no matter what

Because she is the only one who has ever loved him for who he really is...for the man he was born as, and so that cuncludes this story, i cant say they lived happily ever after, because honestly, i dont know that they did or that they will, all i know is...he is going to try...i am...going to get her back...because she is the only girl who has ever or will ever understand me and truely love me
Once upon a time, i met an angel
Run away with me
Please i beg of u
This life not worth living
U dont know what u put me through

Please marry me soon
I know not right now
If it were up to me i would
But theres alot of factors involved

U r my only
I cant take the pain
Of not being with u
Being to far away

my insides are burning
My mind is numb
Im always dead
Exept when im with my love

I am devoted to u forever
I will never let go
It hurts so,so much
I want u to know

I need to hold
To love and be held
If it hurts when i fall
As much as when i fell

Until my saving grace
Came and took me away
To a land where im free
A land WITHOUT pain

I need you so much
More than u know
So hug me tight now
And dont ever go

Annie...

Life is too short to be stuck in one place, i need u more than i need my life, i cant exist without u, dead or alive, i have to be blessed with your eternal affection with leagality before our life is lost to another life that was never our desiny

I want u
I need u
I love u

And i feel so vulnerable
There is no "note" to be expressed on this page, nor will there be any tags, the entire raw truth lies within the poem, and will not be saturated with any additional thought, i meant everyword about it 100%, nothing more, nothing less
Sadness is a beating heart
It allows you to feel, but is only one part
Depression won't ever go away
Its the lungs and the liver, and it has to stay
And there is no cure for parts of you
All you can do is sit there and be blue
But you won't be alone when you tell your tale
I will sit beside you until your organs fail
only kind words can cure sadness, and there aren't enough of those now a days, so hang in there, and when they finally get around to you, you wont need them anymore
his name was papa bobby
or it was to his baby
but his baby was me
so i'll just call him daddy

he lived in a house
with a lover, a spouse
and he said he loved me
but then gone was my safety
for he saw some bad things
and that changed him, his being
and then he changed me
when he messed with my mommy

and though he no longer lives
and even though his memory fibs
i still remember my daddy
before the war made him a baddy
Everyone makes mistakes, and those mistakes should not dictate your charactor
I blew into my saxaphone and out the horn came beauty
My brother had the time And so I called him over to hear me
He listened for awhile as i honked with merry cheer
Then when he left I blew again and it was joy to hear
Many decades later as an old man i sat down
I picked up my guitar and i didn't make a sound
All the passion you possess hold on to it tight
For when old age does come to you it may be out of sight
Passion is a burning flame
where adversity is but gasoline
my passion will burn, and wont soon expire
your oppression will only make my flame, a fire
and ill feed my passion with love and glory
and you'll be left alone, no one else to tell your story
there's no stopping my passion or my poems, and if you try, i'm only going to write more
Look off into the distance from a quiet library
Peer outside the window, and let your thoughts fly free
Look past the horizon, and you will truly see
How beautiful and wonderful that great big world will be
Then go down to the river, where once, there sat, just me,
And listen to the birds that chirp their tranquil melody
Then go home to your lover, and drink your herbal tea
And when you go to bed at night, you’ll finally be at peace
Failure is my teacher
And success, my graduation
Love does not come from above
It comes from determination
Persistence and passion will rebel
Redemption will be mine
I will no longer accept to fail
My restitution will be sublime
I would have chased her so the end of time,
If i were an immortal soul.
But she does not want my affection now,
And i will not live forever, oh no.
So all that i can do is wait,
And wait and wait i will.
Love is lacking in my fate
But i’ll die as loyal still,
For our friendship is still real.
the character in this poem believes loyalty and friendship is more important than pressing to have a lover, if more people thought like this the world would be a lot better place
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