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Nicole Ashley Feb 2015
I am blue
I am black and white altogether
I can tell today is not my day
Not my day
Not even with you
Not my day
I feel trapped like an insect
Under and inside a glass cup
I am the insect and cup altogether
Transparent but unseen
From the inside
No one can hear me
I'd rather that so
I'd rather them not hear me
All the white noise
Clicked off from the world
I shut down
I'm under and inside the cup
Squirming yet staying still
Never moving evermore
I am blue
I am black and **white altogether
I can tell you this
Today is not my day
Even as I write these words
Not my day
The world's noise was clicked off
As I was put under and inside this cup
Not my day
I hate being in and under
Bug in a cup
Not my day....
I would be Concerned when you clicked your face,
Dotted with Spots hungry Mosquitoes bore
But why must you advertise such sad grace,
Your Promising Suave many Girls adore?
I told you to care for yourself once again
And preserve your Form from such Allergy
Lucky they found it Cute, and cried out: "Ben!
Come play with us. We won't find it Funny."
Don't Worry. They're Serious. Try to Believe
How your Charm treats you Special as you are
Look! Your Windows open. Ready to Give
That One Direction to your Guiding Star.
And this from him: Your Dad's Loving Light shine
Becomes the Best of YOU; His Heart in thine.
#benjdaley
Nassif Younes Feb 2016
I remember you with your goofy hat
And your childish glow-in-the-dark jacket;
I remember the way you spoke into your
Glorified walkie-talkie
In a language, impressively synthesised
From that of a 12 year old autistic boy
And a football hooligan;

I remember asking you a question
To which you responded with a firm
And gripping
Argument
Which clicked tightly
Around my wrists.

I remember listening as your opinion moved me
Into the back seat of a car,
Moved me
At forty miles an hour
And then convinced me
Into a little box-shaped room.

I remember you extended towards me
The intellectual courtesy
Of not adhering to that dull English tradition
Of answering my question with questions.

Instead you proved your illuminating point
As you turned on a light above my head,
Shone it brightly in my face
And shoved the righteous truth
Right up my ass.
Thorns Sep 2
Thinking about you  
What you said
You asked me what I see in you
You asked a question and now I’ll answer
I see wild eyes as they stare back at me,
Like burning sapphires, a longing glare
To ask me that question right then and there
Was totally unfair
But now I'll answer a long time after
What do I see in you
I’ve asked myself every day
But oh how stupid I was being when what I see is right there
Now that my answer finally clicked
I see a nice guy kind with blue eyes and brown hair
Now to say that to you I could not
So I wrote it down instead
You got your answer but you didn’t care you even admit that you threw it in a puddle
But a week or 3 later say you kept it
Since you asked me that question and I answered so long after
I asked you that question in which you didn’t take your answer seriously
When I asked for a serious answer you said my response took 2 months
And that yours would take the same but there isn’t 2 months left of school and time for that
I tried you ignore me
I'm in tears
Please
I beg of you
Please don't do this to me
Please Stones
Stones
No...
Look at your eyes harder than ever before describe in nature, an element what you see....
aye-way Aug 25
we entered the empty hall.
we were a little too late.
the lights fell onto us.
we both froze over in a stalemate.

a sad love song played over
the wicked cupid used us as pawns
for i'd have never given you my hand
had i'd known you'd soon be gone

but you smiled at me so kindly
i had never seen a smile so bright
i smiled back politely
naive me thought the timing was just right.

our bodies pressed perfectly together
we both swayed to the beat of our hearts
our eyes kissed, our heels clicked.
heaven knew we played our parts

but the little lights began to dim,
and the love song, soon after, died.
we were two slow dancers
thus too slow, from time, to hide.
- goodbye my love.
(c) ayesha. h [2o18]
Starlight Aug 7
My lips
twist like
the door
that never
opens
the
lock
clicked shut
that shudders
as the
screams
bang
against it

a
drum's
skin

I let
my
eyes
like windows
darken
as they
fall
over you
that
cursed sweep
of
gaze that
leaves you
twisted
like
my lips

you are
devil born
are
witch blood
are
red hot
blood
pumping
rusted
heat against my
jealous
flesh
you light up
like
rockets
burning
against the
ever silent
sky
you are
incandescent
and
my
eyes
darken with

envy.
Kushal Sep 25
We became friends like just like that.
Clicked at first meeting
Now I wait outside classes for your sweet morning greetings.

I wanted more from that first day,
So opened my heart,
But I always give too much away.

I tell you stories I should be embarrassed about,
You giggle so playfully.
I do stupid things
To make you smile.
There's noone whose company I'd enjoy more than yours.

I'd rather talk to you all night than see a movie,
I'd like to see you smile, laugh, giggle.
I'd like to tell you everything,
Even the things I shouldn't.

I try to become a choice
But am never chosen.
I try to get close...
But maybe that's the problem.
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