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Chris Neilson Apr 2016
Longing for the taste of a new lover's lips
gazing upon their silhouette as they undress
craving the scent of their freshly showered skin
aching for the touch of their gentle caress

Hearing their partner's key in the door
I hope you didn't expect that!
MicMag Jul 24
I've witnessed a beauty
I can't describe
That speaks to my soul
As it swims through my eyes
The silent sounds
Sneak into my mind
The taste lingers on
Leaving sweetness behind
The scent creeps up
To slowly remind
Of the touch that once felt
Makes all else fade
Til only your beauty
Pure beauty remains

There's nothing else
Your beauty remains
Old found poem.
CAN ANYONE HEAR ME

Here in the dark
I can hear people laughing
like they are crazy
I can hear cries from behind the wall's
down from the halls
I feel so alone
crying in silents
while I am sitting in the dark
the rain is pouring down
I'm crying out loud
but no one hears a sound
because they are crying with me
I try talking without any words
because the eyes can say plenty
the pain is cutting deeper inside me
can anyone hear me ?
I feel I'm dying in this darkness
I know I am in a big mess
everything just seems so gloomy
while others thinks it's funny
to see me acting like this
Oh, how I count the day's
I pray for this sadness to go away
I mark down my painful times
and try to make my words rhyme
Can anyone hear me
I am cry deep within
when any one sees me
they have to look sideways
then look back an try to attack
but they don't scare me
I am already broken
so when they finish talking
I will show them what I got for them
I stud up and they started to make a fuss
I started shooting
I'm here in the dark
I don't need another mark
But if you keep messing with me
I will make you SCREAM
Can anyone hear me
I am dying in this pain
Oh, I am crying out loud in the rain
People are laughing
but they are not funny
they are acting crazy
I hear the cries from behind me
I think they understand me.

Poetic Judy Emery © 1998
Copyright © Judy Emery| Year Posted 1998
Zell Feb 4
They tell me to either write or say,
Whichever would best light the way.
But there are words that i can neither say nor write,
As if my brain, lips, and heart are in a constant fight.

I yearn to say such things i feel,
Then i realize i could not reveal.
My heart screams out your name,
But my lips could not do the same.
© 2018 D.A. Barreras
Astra Jul 26
Haven’t written in a while,
The reason or reasons seem jumbled in my head,
I know what I want to say but I question if it wrong if I feel a certain way,

Lying in dread,
From these thoughts, I try to escape,
Lies I remind myself,
Feelings are lies,
Allowing yourself to hide is the greatest gift you could give,
Keep on tryin to believe you're alright,
But at night it’s like the light can’t even help

You’re fine,
There’s nothing wrong,
Well, nothing significant,

Roof over head,
Bread in tummy,
Plates to parents,
Air to heat,
Sheets to shoes,
All it is mind over matter,
As long as you don’t mind it won’t matter,

I mind,
Does my mind matter?
Do all the thoughts I think matter?
Is it wrong to feel what I feel?
Is it wrong to believe what I believe?
What’s right?
Why’d I stoping writing?
Why'd I try to silence myself?

Is it the thought that my voice is meant for silence,
That I should be the girl in crowded hallways who bears her soul inside the books, walking quietly,
Smiling at strangers, trying to remember no one sees the chaos in my brain,
That it’s all tall tales I tell myself,

So I’ll sit and type the feelings I feel,
Allowing the silence to fill the voids of speaking,
knowing I’ll be judged for them,
Believing my life is meant for more  keeps me going,
And one day showing the respect of a voice that just wants to feel heard,

Silence is deafening,
Let me know if you can hear it too?
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