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"barrior" poems
Maybe if I stare at my phone long enough It will read my thoughts and ring Loud enough to wake a sleeping giant His face glowing behind a barrior of glass The call that haunts my dreams
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Mar 6, 2013
Mar 6, 2013 at 9:23 PM UTC
Anticipation
Sorry, my phone doesn't have internet and isn't a smartphone, I don't get your emojis and don't get your links, I try and I wish I could be there for you, yet i rush away as soon as i feel down, knowing i need you, i still run way i try and push, but, i cant..break.. away, i run and i hide from my problems all day, im not a true man i... just... can't.. takeee ittt.... but now that I've met you i try and fight them just as their human, i run and i fight instead of running and hiding, i bring the fire when i feel cold, i fight my own battles as just as show, youre the only person knowingly that stays right by my side, im sorry i cant be there just all of the time, i push and pull yet you seem so far, im breaking the barrior for the walls that are hidden in the corners just waiting for you, to behind yet just a random one while i continue my persuit, i just keep running and searching for truth and on that one random day i found you and fell for my heart, not knowing the feeling i asked for help, all of a sudden im making you blush, im making you laugh and feel emotions, i try and push for me to break our sadness knowing i can onllyyyy fix myy seellfff~
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Jul 28, 2015
Jul 28, 2015 at 12:06 AM UTC
just the truth.
Grip my arms Shake the terror Take it down Break my barrior Trip my feet Make me fall Cover my face Muffle my call Smother me Mold me Control me Own me Break me Bend me Forget me Clone me Rip my heart out Tear me down Break my feelings Make me drown Turn me over Shred me apart Bleed my dry A work of art. Love me Hate me Feel me Replace me Regret me Fear me Destroy me Face me
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Dec 20, 2011
Dec 20, 2011 at 1:56 PM UTC
it takes time to be a beautiful work of art, but it takes seconds to destroy it.
I've built these walls Used the thickest bricks And the strongest cement But sometimes in life People still break through They make cracks in the barrior So they can peer in What they see is extraordinary Or should I say Extra ordinary No matter how hard I try I try to be different Unique And Special Extraordinary But on the inside I know that all I am is Extra Ordinary
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Feb 22, 2016
Feb 22, 2016 at 1:47 PM UTC
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