Cornor poems on Hello Poetry

Echoes Of A Mind Sep 2015

Empty...
that's how I feel.
Can you please show me
that this world is real?

Madness...
Rules in my head
and it's the shadow,
which follows me to bed.

Sorrow...
lures in the cornor.
Caused by the loss
of my mother.

Happy...
is an unknown word to me
it's something
that I never feel.

fiction

#death #bed #happy #shadow #sorrow #real #madness #emptiness

Jordan Jan 2015

Grave Shift

Awake with the dead.
Hair slowly thinning.
Sleep is for the weak.
Teeth so fragile.
Around men and women that have lost their ways. Grinding their teeth. Been ups for days.
Eyes sinking in. As dark as unspoken words.
The kid in the cornor twitching his head.
Oh so forgetful.
We'll sleep when we're dead.

Caroline Lee Jun 2016

Introspection (from my spring poetry)

Quiet nights in my bed and family dinners all drive me deeper into myself
I spend my the majority of my time alone lost in Facebook memoirs and tributes to friends that never lasted through the storm
I am not sick in my heart I am trying to be well again
Trying to meet your gaze from across the room
To be able to accept your half assed companionship like any other functioning human who can summon up a smile to cover up the sparking of their discontent
But I can't hide it from you
And you know it as I watch you from across the room
That I am unwell with no intention of wishing you well
I gave that up last week
And this poem wasn't supposed to be about you but you are as much apart of me as the pen in my hand
A medium of my discontent
The serpent in my head
This wasn't meant to offend just meant to voice what I never said to you on that hill back in the depth of spring
And I can see it now
I can watch myself drunk breaking the glass against the wall on your wedding day
Cursing your name on the stage
It's a rocky road I'm on but lately I've been feeling my age
And 18 isn't kind
And even though we once breathed in tandem I'm not ashamed to tell you that I want everything you've got
Just to burn it before your eyes
Just to make up for all the white lies we've both said in common pleasantries
It isn't you it's me
Echos through the back of my mind
I am not fine
And you know it
The disaster in the cornor of the room aiming slowly gunning for you
What a joy it is to be the town drunk on your graduation day
You can leave this town but you're still bound to your age
And it isn't pretty but I've begun to embrace the abomination that I am
The screaming mess of crooked teeth no one can **** it up like I can
I don't need you
Except to write about when the quiet nights and family dinners threaten to strangle me
I am through with quiet complacency
Through with the regret breeding in me
In this there is no peace
In this I exist inside of me
Trapped within my skin
At least I'll never let you in.

Found this old guy and I figured Id post it. It's pretty angry and I can't say I can identify with it but I still like it

#friendship #relationship #you #me #toxic #us

Khaab Dec 2020

Did she feel the same?

The blue whale sat in a cornor of the ocean
As she had seen centuries change
Everyone came...evolved....and then withered away
But she was still there...
Her daughters were bigger than her
She couldn't believe her tiny whalies
had become responsible mother whales...just like her.
Did her mother feel the same way?
As she saw centuries change...as she saw her grow
As she saw her playing and singing songs across the ocean.
Did she feel the same?
The blue whale missed her mother
As I heard her singing supermarket flowers
sitting in my boat...counting stars.

#bluewhalemissedhermother

Paramjeet Singh Mar 2018

The little things in life

It is essential that we understand how life plays tricks on each one of us.

Round and round the cornor we find more paths to destruction then sucess. On one side there is good and the other bad but it is our choice's in life which define our actions and make us who we are in life.

Those who stand shoulder to shoulder with me i salute them. As i stand shoulder to shoulder with them.

Those who choose to stab you in the back, never were loyal in the first place. which is why it take time to trust, love, and care for someone who is of worthy, than a one hit wonder overnight.

i am writting this to show my love for all my boyz tonight..... WAIT!! "family" is the word i should say. each-one from another connor of the earth but still we survive everyday in this phenomenon called life on earth only because of the love and respect we have for one another.

However, it's the "dil (heart) and it's yaari (friendship)” that speaks for its self because thats what melt the hearts of every single person.

"the night was sunday, a cold breeze and a swift flow of rain poured over each and everyone of us. As we danced on the beat with the music on loud, i capture the finest moments of life at that time. How? you ask

with each blink of my eye,Safely stored in my heart and mind. why is it so hard to find friends with a golden heart?. it's because people "blindly"  look and follow  others in the wrong direction and easily get misguided by those who have deceitful intentions.  who can you really look in the eye in todays time and say,.... "HEy, till my last breath, id fight by your side" weather its a bullet or a punch, id risk my own for that someone".

They say  "you should never judge a book by its cover" because even the smallest  paragraph can capture the heart and souls of those, of the toughest minds.

As the bottles pop and the night passes by, we raise our final glasses for the last
time. 1 shot, 2 shot, 3 shot, your shot then done, all i hear is the clutter of the empty's being thrown around, ONE BY ONE.  i see the morning rays of the sun, telling me its time to stop and be done. The light so bright as it hit's my eyes, i can barley open them, whilst being on this special russian high. Southern is a favourite but **** also passes by,  as we get rocked and finish the party in the morning time.

i consider my self lucky to be surrounded by those who insprie and motivate me all the time, whilst hidding away their pain behind a big smile.  i feel my heart is at peace, when am standing with the ones who are always there for me.
Ready to strike at those who dare strike at me.

Remember, in life there are those who will  try n cheat death for you, hold you high when your feeling really low, cheer you up when you go through the worse times and stand with you through the bad and the good times.  i leave you with this to figure out, who are the real deal and who just scream 'n' shout.

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