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"fallback" poems
Reanimate the dead air But not with mindless banter Blither blather Comprised of Contradicting compromises Less is more More or less That's more like it Your'e just a statistic There's always room for improvement Your'e only human An ectomorph waving a white flag A mesomorph crying "SOS" And endomorph in the shallow end experiencing the ripple effect It's a white world White washed Yup You need a strategy To win this raffle So you can win a chance to rub elbows with the snobby upper crust busybodies-chatter boxes It's win win A win lose In all its forthcoming splendor Enhance your station You spineless jellyfish Taking your work home with you Giving yourself scoliosis Bending over backwards Looking for something to depend on A fallback anchor You're in the hot spot You cold sore It's an inside job You canker sore
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Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 11:44 AM UTC
Shigris
a single note a minor incident but           a major fallback
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Dec 2, 2020
Dec 2, 2020 at 12:16 AM UTC
that doesn't sound right
collapse into the bed. i love the hours we **** the hours when our feet forget the floor. close your eyes. pleasure centers and crazer neurons. old soul music and moans. ****** asian neighbors and some televised war. every sorrow dissipates, every worry alleviates, and every thought is silenced by white knuckles grappling with skin.
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May 3, 2010
May 3, 2010 at 7:20 PM UTC
fallback
breathe. because you know what you do when someone ***** you over? you calmly take your heart out of their hands and leave. you think maybe you'll sew it back on to your sleeve but not now, not today. you put their things in a box (their cds, their shirts, their books, their notes, the little things you picked up on your dates) and you put it on the highest shelf in your closet, because someday you will want to remember them, maybe. if you don't want to remember them, you give them the box, you donate the box, you throw the box in the river. and you breathe. because you deserve better. you deserve someone who doesn't consider you a fallback, a plan b. you will be someone's plan. you will be the only plan. you will be my-god-what- was-i-doing-before-you- walked-around-that- corner. remember that you are enough. breathe.
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Jun 12, 2014
Jun 12, 2014 at 6:47 PM UTC
Five
It's winner take all For the tile of "Belle of the Ball" You know the in's and out's Your familiar with the ropes No retreat, no surrender Don't let this siphon your energy Don't let 'em ruffle your feathers Bob and weave Head, body, head, body Feed it through Never hand over hand We're at such a high altitude There is so fallback No drawbacks To getting this off your chest It's fight or flight In the moment of truth So chalk it up to natural selection
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Oct 21, 2014
Oct 21, 2014 at 12:34 AM UTC
CATFIGHT!
ripped out my lungs because it was already impossible to breathe; there was a light in the dark, there is something that i need. i will keep going, stand on this glass beach, and i'll sing baby, baby, baby, i just want some sleep. yeah, i just want some sleep. when she's talking to you your mouth hangs open but not as open as her heart that she sewed to her sleeve when she was thirteen. everyone says she reads like an open book, but you think she reads more like a tombstone. she has an expiration date and everyone knows it, but you want to be there until her light dies out. no doubt about it, you've lost your mind, but she was something you couldn't slide under the rug she kept coming back. oh god did she come back, looking like a goddess, and you were taken aback, trying to stay honest but honesty is only the best policy until it reveals her frailty over frivolity, she's precious, impressive, and beautifully combative- but never ever yours. slept with the devil when he promised me the love i lacked. somehow i was surprised when everything went black his face and eyes gave me a heart attack, and he was my baby, baby, baby, i was just a fallback. lust never more than a fallback.
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Mar 9, 2017
Mar 9, 2017 at 8:19 PM UTC
rip (or r.i.p.)
FALL! away living, lively! Waking Intellectually- Novelty Travels Entering Road. Smiles of Playful Rain Ignites Naked Green... Sounding, Understanding, and... Musical Moments of Everlasting Rain... Fallback Astounding Lives to Language of Seasons
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Sep 19, 2014
Sep 19, 2014 at 10:27 PM UTC
The Seasons
I think too much And you stay on my mind So you know, i think of you -the plan was to stargaze the nights away, with you now, i dont know, im proud, so very proud but shook because it's too soon to fallback and I'm writing this hesistantly because we're different people, i am who i am and this may not be the same to you.
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Mar 16, 2017
Mar 16, 2017 at 7:25 AM UTC
Untitled
A Zen Drill Sergeant once told me, (screamed at me) you always got to have a fallback position, boy. I asked what happens if you don't. He said, you don't want to know that, **** for brains. The Buddha is everywhere at once. Enlightenment arrives from strange mouths.   - mce
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Oct 18, 2015
Oct 18, 2015 at 10:38 AM UTC
Zen Drill Sergeant
My knees were cold as they called my name We’re all problematic we’re all the same They’ll tell you the story Spoon feed it to you And you’ll take it Tales of triumph and glory Human nature is no fallback It’s no safety net Lives of give and take Lies of forgive and forget My society Your society Her society Their society Front page news Post industrial smoke stack trees Dying dying dying Turns to ash Harsh epiphany First things first The rest shall follow Now please choose Choose what pill you’ll swallow
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Dec 3, 2013
Dec 3, 2013 at 5:48 PM UTC
What I learned In Boating School Is...
I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you You make my blood boil You make my fists clench My eyes squint into a scowl when I see your smug smile lips curled teeth bared slandering my name Go on ahead! I know I am not to blame for all the late nights of confusion and all the moments of obsessive intrusion You twist the story say I'm no better Leaving on my doorstep a grammatically incorrect letter Ah, nothing makes my skin crawl more than the improper use of "you're" "your a liar" "you never take responsibility for you're actions" God, I don't know where I ever found attraction! You can condemn me all day to hell but at least I know how to ******* spell! You say that I make you absolutely sick doesn't mean much coming from a wannabe preppy pretense of a ***** Delete my number from your phone Get a life and leave me alone Stop penciling paragraphs full of mean and spite saying you don't know how I sleep at night Well, the joke's on you I don't actually sleep And I don't miss your stupid Jeep I literally have my own. Again, put down your phone and pick up a book because being a ********* isn't exactly a fallback career You got that? Have I made it clear? You can go assassinate my character to your nonexistent group I'll just be ranting to my poet friends on an online website everyone can see.... oops
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Dec 5, 2019
Dec 5, 2019 at 11:59 PM UTC
Goodbye, good riddance
I won’t reach out again—not now, not soon, Though my heart still whispers to the silent moon. Your voice still lingers in the corners of my mind, But I’ve learned that love can’t outrun the unkind. You said goodbye—so softly, yet so clear, A dagger wrapped in words I still half-fear. And though I’d trade the stars for one more day, I’ll not beg a soul who chose to walk away. Twice, you will not tell me I’m not your choice; I won’t silence my worth to quiet your voice. I’ll assume you’re happy; she holds your hand, While I hold my silence, as was your command. I miss you so much; how I wish you could see, But I’ll carry this ache with quiet dignity. You’ll hear no message, no pleading refrain; The echo of absence will call out your name. If you wish to speak, you’ll know where to find The woman who once gave her heart and her mind. But until you seek me, this truth will remain: I’ll never again walk toward love through the rain. Though you chose her, you said it was ease— A history shared, and distance that pleased. You spoke of your love, how real it had been, But love that’s weighed against ‘easy’ can’t win. I’m not a fallback, a regret to erase, A comfort you seek when you’ve lost your place. I’m not the safe harbor you turn to in shame, When the love you chose no longer feels the same. I won’t be a shadow, a thought in the haze, A memory you chase on your loneliest days. I understand mistakes—we all lose our way, And maybe you’ll see it more clearly one day. But know this: I will never be second to none; A choice made for comfort is a love that’s undone. If you realize the weight of what you let go, I’ll forgive the mistake, but still, you should know: I may understand, but I’ll never comply; I’m no one’s ‘what if,’ no matter the why.
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Dec 17, 2024
Dec 17, 2024 at 7:59 AM UTC
The Silence You Chose
I won’t reach out again—not now, not soon, Though my heart still whispers to the silent moon. Your voice still lingers in the corners of my mind, But I’ve learned that love can’t outrun the unkind. You said goodbye—so softly, yet so clear, A dagger wrapped in words I still half-fear. And though I’d trade the stars for one more day, I’ll not beg a soul who chose to walk away. Twice, you will not tell me I’m not your choice; I won’t silence my worth to quiet your voice. I’ll assume you’re happy; she holds your hand, While I hold my silence, as was your command. I miss you so much; how I wish you could see, But I’ll carry this ache with quiet dignity. You’ll hear no message, no pleading refrain; The echo of absence will call out your name. If you wish to speak, you’ll know where to find The woman who once gave her heart and her mind. But until you seek me, this truth will remain: I’ll never again walk toward love through the rain. Though you chose her, you said it was ease— A history shared, and distance that pleased. You spoke of your love, how real it had been, But love that’s weighed against ‘easy’ can’t win. I’m not a fallback, a regret to erase, A comfort you seek when you’ve lost your place. I’m not the safe harbor you turn to in shame, When the love you chose no longer feels the same. I won’t be a shadow, a thought in the haze, A memory you chase on your loneliest days. I understand mistakes—we all lose our way, And maybe you’ll see it more clearly one day. But know this: I will never be second to none; A choice made for comfort is a love that’s undone. If you realize the weight of what you let go, I’ll forgive the mistake, but still, you should know: I may understand, but I’ll never comply; I’m no one’s ‘what if,’ no matter the why.
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Your hand in mine we walk into the places that lack radiance, the places I've never shown anyone before. Comfort me, you do. Elusiveness my fallback. I emptied you of your love, your company no longer given. Manipulation of the heart, regret is my companion. My hand now emptied, though not just my hand but my heart, places that used to be occupied by forgiveness, though forgiveness no longer given. Your heart turned grey with the passing of each day. My being no longer wanted.
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Aug 12, 2015
Aug 12, 2015 at 4:06 PM UTC
Misapplication
You stare at me blankly You stare at me constantly I wonder what you're thinking I don't even see your eyes blinking Your eyes tell me you want me Maybe just a part of me or my body I see questions, but are we talking? Is this called communicating? I'm snobby, sure I'm rude You didn't think you're the only dude who stares I feel this sensation of people looking at me everywhere You got guts, I got the attitude You look for a chance to be near me Where do you think this is going? You rush to a crowded elevator None of your feelings I'm gonna cater I got a man who loves me to the moon and the back Can't wait to go home to him and lay in bed He's my world, my fallback So **** all your feelings You'll never have me, keep dreaming
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Mar 8, 2016
Mar 8, 2016 at 2:39 PM UTC
Staring
You are not missing out. You have to take a break. You need to keep your sanity. You have to be sane. The world will always run it's course. It does not wait Nor does it stop But life is not a race You have to stop in order to appreciate the view in front of you You need to be patient and wait for your turn You get to sleep to refresh your body Taking a break is natural thing It is our mind and thoughts that fastens up our pace But we control our minds and our thoughts And once we let go of it It will fallback to what we trained it to do.
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May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 1:15 AM UTC
Relax
The liquor invades my system I try to comprehend love from lust But all I fallback into is you My soul mate but your soul less Invading my mind like miners seeking gold I'm not using you correctly Because your in my veins I'm losing control crashing home
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Feb 18, 2016
Feb 18, 2016 at 2:14 AM UTC
Untitled
darling, you have the sweetest constellation of a smile. i love to play connect the dots with the corners of your mouth. i want to use my pinkie finger and drag it along your lips as you lay still and my hands shake. i'd take my time and love you like an angel. darling, i love it when we embrace. you always squeeze a bit too tight, you call me el - i only allow you to call me el- and then you look me in the eyes with those blue, lightbulb, l-e-d, pastel coloured eyes of yours. **** darling, i'm moving forward from the heartache, and i'm looking at you. you are not a fallback and i don't even deserve your attention. but when you say that you told your family i sneeze like a kitten, i imagine meeting them, your mother saying: that's the one. darling, maybe you'll save me from myself, because he never could. darling, one day, if we kiss goodbye- no. one day, when we kiss hello i hope i can say i can give you all you deserve.
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Nov 17, 2016
Nov 17, 2016 at 9:06 PM UTC
darling
Be at peace in Gods plan Gods gifts An Gods lands The King shall demolish you You will never **** my White Rock Gold domes Jesus Christs Joshuahs Riahs Epic cost pals Sumerian Rick Tablet Brick GOLD CUPS GOLD THRONES my wifi so strong Walk a mile walk a preach No guns my brothers baught them Rip hooks No sama no bin ladins The Greatness Moving Pour a cup Nevermind fallback Pay a tax Giant tree petrified Blocks **** a stock you need water No sink No toilet Sit on a bucket Kitchen closed Wash your hands dust your soldier Out the mag charge Compton baby DieGone alley No pres Z no Pres X got Next Pop an dip Sip a syrup No vial Straight *****
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Jan 31, 2024
Jan 31, 2024 at 5:21 PM UTC
"Gods Land F Gods Plan" By: Z
First came the pioneer Who’s first glance preceded Any other aspect of hers She thought was needed So she came short Of wit and of strength Which she had, but had left And put her life at arm’s length Next came the savant Who’s past bore her soul Her lion’s den rose above And claimed her whole She could all but escape The temor it left Which made the trail That lay her to rest Third came the loyalist Dismissed as an outcast Yet she found a place Amongst the other Three fast But it wasn’t enough To keep up So her way was made crawling Fruitfully but deficiently Last came the dreamer Denominated rash yet elegiac She wasn’t the cub expected For they were frankly a fallback Born to diligence and discipline But turned to hiraeth and lies She sought out the moon The stars, the seas and the sky She took her time to raise her flesh And examine stories beneath Of what could’ve been, what could be If only she escaped the heath That was what the Four planned to do Yet outside came out only Two And the One who best survived Was the one who didn’t let her life Deprive her of what could’ve been Power erupting from her skin She wrapped a hand around it’s wrist And let go. It took the fury of years Blood, sweat and tears To escape the heath And the years left that lay beneath If she weren’t to leave If she were to grieve The loss of her future history And find defeat in victory Then would her flame still flicker? My doubt gets thicker She isn’t a poet, merely a girl Unable to find her place in that world And as she recalled a wise woman saying ‘There’s escape in escaping’
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Aug 11, 2025
Aug 11, 2025 at 2:36 PM UTC
Four
First came the pioneer Who’s first glance preceded Any other aspect of hers She thought was needed So she came short Of wit and of strength Which she had, but had left And put her life at arm’s length Next came the savant Who’s past bore her soul Her lion’s den rose above And claimed her whole She could all but escape The temor it left Which made the trail That lay her to rest Third came the loyalist Dismissed as an outcast Yet she found a place Amongst the other Three fast But it wasn’t enough To keep up So her way was made crawling Fruitfully but deficiently Last came the dreamer Denominated rash yet elegiac She wasn’t the cub expected For they were frankly a fallback Born to diligence and discipline But turned to hiraeth and lies She sought out the moon The stars, the seas and the sky She took her time to raise her flesh And examine stories beneath Of what could’ve been, what could be If only she escaped the heath That was what the Four planned to do Yet outside came out only Two And the One who best survived Was the one who didn’t let her life Deprive her of what could’ve been Power erupting from her skin She wrapped a hand around it’s wrist And let go. It took the fury of years Blood, sweat and tears To escape the heath And the years left that lay beneath If she weren’t to leave If she were to grieve The loss of her future history And find defeat in victory Then would her flame still flicker? My doubt gets thicker She isn’t a poet, merely a girl Unable to find her place in that world And as she recalled a wise woman saying ‘There’s escape in escaping’
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Anger froths from my mouth,. Boiling onto your skin,. Depression conjures emotion,. Projecting from hallow eyes,. Intruding into my soul,. I cannot let go,. Smiles evoke a feeling of safety,. A fallback security feature,. Laughter grows as the day passes on,. Carrying on until we finally embrace,. As for now, the vision is totally obscure,.,.,.,,
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Aug 18, 2017
Aug 18, 2017 at 4:46 PM UTC
Obscurity is My Weakness...Hope is the Strength
I'm gonna give up this fight you never once laid your hands on. — I'll surrender the hopes I fight with
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Jul 16, 2018
Jul 16, 2018 at 8:26 AM UTC
fallback
A handful of years ago, from the Light, appeared the Dark. And then, a flashback meant no fallback; for the reality of yours became more desirable than my fantasy. I was wasted but not spoiled, though, I have already made my peace with the void of you, for all I need now is not your parts but my own wholeness: a structure in the flesh.
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May 31, 2019
May 31, 2019 at 12:57 PM UTC
Quietude
You know that I won Some say I clear lost Their whines so exhaust Wrong man they just crossed. How wrong they all are Fools to a man When I've only began To work out my plan. Just wait and see The Don at his best When put to the test I’ll make them all stressed. First up I'll sue Reverse the dumb vote My win then promote Un-float their small boat. That all said and done If not quite enough I may tweak the math Then get rough and  tough. Call up our fine troops Coerce the weak judges Then when in my clutches It's me or coarse crutches. I think that will do it But should I be wrong There's a place I belong The land of the strong. A country of Lochs Of moors and steep hills Abundant in stills Real folk with few frills. That land I can buy In fact much I own And Celt to the bone I’ll claim Scotland's throne. A great fallback plan Melania as queen All day she can preen Unspoken just seen. Once king I can rule Play golf and write laws As a man without flaws Days filled with applause. My plans fully set I'll ponder and see For whatever will be Yet I’m ready to flee.
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Nov 26, 2020
Nov 26, 2020 at 11:58 AM UTC
Scot to the Bone - in Trump's own words