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"breake" poems
You came back with rage again You stupid, freaking, angry pen I used to think that we were friends But that seems to be coming to an end You're an angry pen A crazy pen I don't like you one bit You're a lazy pen A stupid pen A freaking baby nudist pen And I Hate You I want to write but you're too busy distracting me With you're incorrect grammar and all your pointless babbling I can't believe this is happening How can a pen be mad at me? I feel like a disciple and this pen is just a Sadducee And I'm ****** off, again But this time it's going to stay All I wanted to do was play But this pen led me astray And I hate it Every little click makes me cringe Every little word I write makes me want more revenge But lets face it... What exactly would I do a pen? Instead of taking it a part and putting it back together again Well, it depends... But honestly pens don't really make good friends You rusty pen You musty pen You mother freaking ugly pen! I hate you pen! I breake you pen! I can't wait to look down from Heaven and see your face in hell.
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Sep 17, 2013
Sep 17, 2013 at 8:46 PM UTC
Angry Pen pt. 2
My subconscious is stuck on you My thoughts hate you My heart still feels you My eyes still see you My voice still speaks you My sleep still dreams of you My feeling miss you My pain is still you I miss you .
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Mar 2, 2018
Mar 2, 2018 at 8:24 PM UTC
Heart breake
Sparkle moon light that dances on the heavens of the earth. Awaking the cries of help that need to breake their souls free,wanting to dance with the stars in the milky way and let the winds of the heavens take them there when their ready to set their life on fire and let their souls be the wind of the souls that nver stop flowing.....the stars are dzzncing under the full moon brezze.
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Nov 19, 2010
Nov 19, 2010 at 10:31 PM UTC
wind of the souls
Is too much For this little girl That just want to not be broken again Stay with you Is just too much For this little eyes To watch our smile Breake all the sadness in the room Is just too much For this little mouth To kiss Your beautiful lips Is just too much For this little hands To hold yours So strong Is just too much For this little stomach To feel those Awful butterflies Dear Is just too much For this heart To love again
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Aug 24, 2012
Aug 24, 2012 at 10:26 PM UTC
Is just too much - Dear
Mingled pain and pleasure, I grasp the essence and harmony, Of my heart´s  made subtle letters. I breake a piece from the glass wall Tossing it through the soul And feeling it downstream Through my crystallised vessels. A glass wall of weakness A glass wall of fear and madness. A glass wall that is always there Even if you hardly notice the presence. I let the flow of the delicate words Of the inner poem caress my soul The inspirational power flooding in. But the glass wall is ever so hard to break So hard to step through for my own´s sake. Is ever stronger when I feel the stress Of the world´s burden and saddness. Why I even let myself to be bothered? Because I want to break through The glass wall. That is a dream. For me as a woman. For all of us. A metaphor for our soul.
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Mar 25, 2016
Mar 25, 2016 at 7:12 PM UTC
Glass Soul
I'm traped in a place A place full of confusion Observed by a demonic face Conflics with an illusion Traped at this place with many scars Living without conviction This space, with dull stars This place full of suspicion Traped at this place and it's hate me Can't break out of those dark memories And never will be free Pictures in my head of those black stories Traped at this place without hope A place where I'm alone This is a place I can't cope A place, where I breake under the weight of a stone Traped at this place where I'm lost It's a place of gloomy fog A place never endless darkness crossed This place with an invisible lock Still traped at this place that I know This place is me This place is my foe This place of broken dignity
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Sep 7, 2024
Sep 7, 2024 at 4:39 AM UTC
The Place
The breake up if just another two letter word well that statement might seam poor listen I will tell you why surprise yourself just listen to this man if you told me that if I knew if only if it had been like that if only I knew why if that was that if no wait no man them to letters are not getting on but we need you man you can not split if you do that I will not be the man as I was before.
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May 11, 2016
May 11, 2016 at 6:49 AM UTC
The break up of IF.
I see things differently That's OK I can offened with my words This I don't like So I started again Rewind freeze frame Looked at myself God that was hard Sometimes my words breake down They decay . My mouth walks before my brain This is why I write This is where I can explain I see things differently. I'm OK. Every human never stops learning Good or bad Good for me. I'm still growing learning everyday Now I can play with my thoughts Daydream all day Fly away with the fairy's That flood my brain. Not quite like that You no what i mean I can try Explain I'm feeling good today To be honest it's nearly good Everyday. I see some things differently That's OK. I'm growing into a person whose handles her decay. I'm not displaying Every ****** day I'm growing I'm learning I'm listening I'm interested it what you have to say Be nice Be kind Help someone today. As tomorrow you could be the person Who just sees decay.
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Dec 22, 2020
Dec 22, 2020 at 9:50 AM UTC
I see things differently.