"crushable" poems - Hello Poetry

I was told that I have a small personality What does that even mean? I've been trying to figure it out The accusation coursing through my veins while I bleed How small exactly? As knit as a picnic basket? As crushable as an ant? As microscopic as a germ that festers and grows into a size where it has symptoms but no sight? Huh If I am a germ that means I can start epidemics that sweep nations Racking coughs and blood-shot eyes Why are you acting surprised? Don't worry, you don't realize IF I were that small, I'd never use sickness as my disguise I guess you assume I'm small because I'm shy No, not shy Reserved I'm not scared to talk to you I'm not scared to show my emotions I just don't Here you are, trying to fix me into something I'm not When you don't even know the real me Because if you think I'm small You don't know me at all My personality is BIG I can switch from being mellow to violent as quick as a magic trick And by violent I don't mean I'll cover someone with scratches I mean vibrant and burning - here I am with the matches Colours So many colours Soft yellow and grass green Amber, scarlet, indigo, violet My world is encircled by rainbows Noise My volume has the widest range - it's my choice when I decide to speak softly But I can yell And I yell proudly Please don't tell me I'm small Please don't try to fit me in a box There's nothing wrong with being reserved Unless you lack passion which allows you to jump To fly, actually I've seen every corner of the sky Have you? I don't think so I don't mean to be cocky But I'd rather my personality be rocky Than put on a front where I laugh and smile and scream I'll let my heart speak when it wants to Don't mock me So no My personality is not small Not at all I'm like a flower A bud In a sun kissed room Just give me water And I'm going to bloom

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Jul 30, 2018

Jul 30, 2018 at 5:17 PM UTC

heather-mc-corkle

Bloom

I was told that I have a small personality What does that even mean? I've been trying to figure it out The accusation coursing through my veins while I bleed How small exactly? As knit as a picnic basket? As crushable as an ant? As microscopic as a germ that festers and grows into a size where it has symptoms but no sight? Huh If I am a germ that means I can start epidemics that sweep nations Racking coughs and blood-shot eyes Why are you acting surprised? Don't worry, you don't realize IF I were that small, I'd never use sickness as my disguise I guess you assume I'm small because I'm shy No, not shy Reserved I'm not scared to talk to you I'm not scared to show my emotions I just don't Here you are, trying to fix me into something I'm not When you don't even know the real me Because if you think I'm small You don't know me at all My personality is BIG I can switch from being mellow to violent as quick as a magic trick And by violent I don't mean I'll cover someone with scratches I mean vibrant and burning - here I am with the matches Colours So many colours Soft yellow and grass green Amber, scarlet, indigo, violet My world is encircled by rainbows Noise My volume has the widest range - it's my choice when I decide to speak softly But I can yell And I yell proudly Please don't tell me I'm small Please don't try to fit me in a box There's nothing wrong with being reserved Unless you lack passion which allows you to jump To fly, actually I've seen every corner of the sky Have you? I don't think so I don't mean to be cocky But I'd rather my personality be rocky Than put on a front where I laugh and smile and scream I'll let my heart speak when it wants to Don't mock me So no My personality is not small Not at all I'm like a flower A bud In a sun kissed room Just give me water And I'm going to bloom

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the sky is sopping up smears of weather from the city day filling out darkly the portly host of the eve ushers us into warm dens nature starts the night shift it appraises this night is rat dog recovering from urban filth rolling in grass dew and spoil the tainting of the air is contributed to from abroad migration of contraband fumes (forest fires out west) and the heat raises too populated to hold a proper witching hour the night in shifts any slumber has its quality watered down the constant street activity weeping sunrise nights excuses stopper inebriation rests arrested blight morning light and everything about your crushable body smiles naked things i roll over to face the uncurtained window hunch out of bed and stilt my way to support my self at the sill overcast with an invasive muffle of smog members of the bright-time pooling for occupation do not remember the night it's simply poor sleep

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Jun 9, 2024

Jun 9, 2024 at 8:04 PM UTC

neth-jones

praise the ***** night

the sky is sopping up smears of weather from the city day filling out darkly the portly host of the eve ushers us into warm dens nature starts the night shift it appraises this night is rat dog recovering from urban filth rolling in grass dew and spoil the tainting of the air is contributed to from abroad migration of contraband fumes (forest fires out west) and the heat raises too populated to hold a proper witching hour the night in shifts any slumber has its quality watered down the constant street activity weeping sunrise nights excuses stopper inebriation rests arrested blight morning light and everything about your crushable body smiles naked things i roll over to face the uncurtained window hunch out of bed and stilt my way to support my self at the sill overcast with an invasive muffle of smog members of the bright-time pooling for occupation do not remember the night it's simply poor sleep

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Nov 17, 2011

Nov 17, 2011 at 11:42 AM UTC

By Arcassin Burnham Sweet candy perfume lingering. Crushable purposes only, Wanting you to just hold me, You're the only one, Only one, only one The only one. Wonderland in many ways, Our love flourishes away, Carrying your books to class , I want you to have my last name. The way you kiss, the way you smile, Is so exquisite, I need another one in my life, yeah you're, The only one, Only one , only one, The only one, I haven't had a girl like you in a minute, My loving could be more than a minute, I hope you could understand what exactly I am bringing, You're the one , sweet candy perfume lingering.

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Feb 19, 2019

Feb 19, 2019 at 10:58 AM UTC

arcassin-burnham

Diamond Valley High

By Arcassin Burnham Sweet candy perfume lingering. Crushable purposes only, Wanting you to just hold me, You're the only one, Only one, only one The only one. Wonderland in many ways, Our love flourishes away, Carrying your books to class , I want you to have my last name. The way you kiss, the way you smile, Is so exquisite, I need another one in my life, yeah you're, The only one, Only one , only one, The only one, I haven't had a girl like you in a minute, My loving could be more than a minute, I hope you could understand what exactly I am bringing, You're the one , sweet candy perfume lingering.

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I hear your voice from the corridor. Your laughter triggers my grief, I get so weak. The voice that once gave me butterflies now feels like a dagger in my chest. I can no longer hide, time's up. I have to face you. I wasn't strong enough to look down and our eyes met. I felt the space, the universe even, between us. A cracked glass wall I can't punch through no matter how hard I'd try. While facing reality the ground beneath me gets blurry. I'll never get away from you. The walls I have to build to survive having you around won't be crushable. Loving you will be my loneliest downfall.

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Nov 19, 2018

Nov 19, 2018 at 5:00 PM UTC

Haruharu

Bulletproof glass

I hear your voice from the corridor. Your laughter triggers my grief, I get so weak. The voice that once gave me butterflies now feels like a dagger in my chest. I can no longer hide, time's up. I have to face you. I wasn't strong enough to look down and our eyes met. I felt the space, the universe even, between us. A cracked glass wall I can't punch through no matter how hard I'd try. While facing reality the ground beneath me gets blurry. I'll never get away from you. The walls I have to build to survive having you around won't be crushable. Loving you will be my loneliest downfall.

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