"heya" poems - Hello Poetry

My mom sleeps early. She isn't a night owl. She lives in the day. And everything around when the sky is bright. the streets are loud. She leaves the house at 9pm. sharp And went off in her snores. My dad stays up late. Until twelve. And when the last 60 seconds ended the day. He'd turn off the TV "Has been a long day" he'd say. Yawn. And he'd go to bed. And me. I'm no bubbly girl. or pretty. cheesy blondy. Maybe just a good nerd. But I know the night. And I love it. 1a.m. is free. My private afternoon. with cookies and tea. And I'd turn on the lights. Walk with my ankles light off the ground. Turtle hasn't sleep. no he's like me! He'd wiggle his tail and swim towards my face. As if to say, "heya buddie" he should have eaten but he knows. he knows. I feed my Turtle at one in the morning. And he never says no.

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Aug 1, 2014

Aug 1, 2014 at 3:57 AM UTC

avery-glows

I feed my turtle at one in the morning

My mom sleeps early. She isn't a night owl. She lives in the day. And everything around when the sky is bright. the streets are loud. She leaves the house at 9pm. sharp And went off in her snores. My dad stays up late. Until twelve. And when the last 60 seconds ended the day. He'd turn off the TV "Has been a long day" he'd say. Yawn. And he'd go to bed. And me. I'm no bubbly girl. or pretty. cheesy blondy. Maybe just a good nerd. But I know the night. And I love it. 1a.m. is free. My private afternoon. with cookies and tea. And I'd turn on the lights. Walk with my ankles light off the ground. Turtle hasn't sleep. no he's like me! He'd wiggle his tail and swim towards my face. As if to say, "heya buddie" he should have eaten but he knows. he knows. I feed my Turtle at one in the morning. And he never says no.

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The hours go by slowly My eyes are heavy with drugs No one's around to see this This hurt, this lying to myself Please, can someone listen? I'm finding myself underwater In a cave where I can barely breathe A quiet lucidity descends And I rise A pine tree lays fallen in a forest The sky above is black The air around is littered with a thousand lights And a buzzing, pulsing Alien electricity flows through my veins The rhododendron leaves curve upward The waterfall is throbbing And I rise A life force is hardly essential In the ghostly barn on the second level The tresses of her hair fall gently No more ferns exist The local bamboo stems from plastic bottles Red mesh tape resides And I rise Pink combat boots melt in the fire Rocks ring the mats Wood and rice boil into each other The old man's beard eats a mouse Nails scratch a whiteboard And I rise Heya laddy, whatcha say? We can't hear your songs The red breasted robin weaves a nest A broom loses its needles And I rise The train evades the tracks White mesh bags float on the ocean The flames are climbing higher And I rise Blue cherries are picked Purple snails squirm And I rise I run up the driveway And I rise And I rise

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Jan 24, 2013

Jan 24, 2013 at 2:06 AM UTC

kelsey-wolff

Levitation Really Isn't That Hard

The hours go by slowly My eyes are heavy with drugs No one's around to see this This hurt, this lying to myself Please, can someone listen? I'm finding myself underwater In a cave where I can barely breathe A quiet lucidity descends And I rise A pine tree lays fallen in a forest The sky above is black The air around is littered with a thousand lights And a buzzing, pulsing Alien electricity flows through my veins The rhododendron leaves curve upward The waterfall is throbbing And I rise A life force is hardly essential In the ghostly barn on the second level The tresses of her hair fall gently No more ferns exist The local bamboo stems from plastic bottles Red mesh tape resides And I rise Pink combat boots melt in the fire Rocks ring the mats Wood and rice boil into each other The old man's beard eats a mouse Nails scratch a whiteboard And I rise Heya laddy, whatcha say? We can't hear your songs The red breasted robin weaves a nest A broom loses its needles And I rise The train evades the tracks White mesh bags float on the ocean The flames are climbing higher And I rise Blue cherries are picked Purple snails squirm And I rise I run up the driveway And I rise And I rise

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brian, sweetheart. i'm sorry nothing ever seems to help. i'm sorry i'm not a better friend. i know i've promised to try harder, but you need to stop trusting me. you've stopped calling. you've stopped texting. and **** if i don't miss you. i'll hold my tongue, however. i won't let myself reply to your, "heya." and i won't let myself answer your phone calls. because i know there is nothing i can do for you. because i know talking to me will make it worse. so take your pills, and talk to sherry. fix things with amy, and go back to school. start sleeping again, hang out with nathan more. get yourself a ******* job, okay? you know i love you dearly. and i do this for your own good. don't stop calling, texting. i won't ever answer, but. i like to know you're still alive. i like to know you're pushing through. i like to know you're holding on, at least. can you do that, for me? please?

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Apr 7, 2011

Apr 7, 2011 at 6:02 PM UTC

sarah-wilson

for a person going through the worst of times.

brian, sweetheart. i'm sorry nothing ever seems to help. i'm sorry i'm not a better friend. i know i've promised to try harder, but you need to stop trusting me. you've stopped calling. you've stopped texting. and **** if i don't miss you. i'll hold my tongue, however. i won't let myself reply to your, "heya." and i won't let myself answer your phone calls. because i know there is nothing i can do for you. because i know talking to me will make it worse. so take your pills, and talk to sherry. fix things with amy, and go back to school. start sleeping again, hang out with nathan more. get yourself a ******* job, okay? you know i love you dearly. and i do this for your own good. don't stop calling, texting. i won't ever answer, but. i like to know you're still alive. i like to know you're pushing through. i like to know you're holding on, at least. can you do that, for me? please?

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Greetings. I know you didn’t even know I existed until church was over and you were looking for a reason to stay away from home, but here I am. Feed me. Heya. I’m really cold over here. I know you’ve been heating blanket after blanket every ten minutes, but it’s been nine degrees outside for the whole afternoon and I only just came inside. Warm me. Hi, there. I really don’t want this bottle. Rest assured, I’m hungry, but I’m feeling so weak. I don’t feel like doing anything but sleep and I miss my mother….why didn’t she want me? Love me. Hiya. Your bed is so warm, and the sound of your breathing comforts me. Thank you for taking me in, new mother. Thank you for being there every four hours to feed me, I know you’re tired. I’m cold again. Hold me. Hey. It was a long night but we got through it...but I feel so alone. The dogs seem to like me, but all I want is you. No one else is allowed to feed me, understand? I’m feeling colder, and not as hungry...and scared. Stay with me. Hi. I know you’re trying your best, but it isn’t working very well. I need more. I wish I could tell you just what it is I’m missing. I wish I could spell it out for you. Read me. Hello. The shaking won’t stop, mother. What’s going on? I can barely open my eyes, and warmth seems to evaporate off me into thin air. I don’t understand what’s happening. My heart is breaking with every beat it misses… Goodbye.

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Mar 7, 2017

Mar 7, 2017 at 6:14 PM UTC

xmxrgxncy

Greetings.

Greetings. I know you didn’t even know I existed until church was over and you were looking for a reason to stay away from home, but here I am. Feed me. Heya. I’m really cold over here. I know you’ve been heating blanket after blanket every ten minutes, but it’s been nine degrees outside for the whole afternoon and I only just came inside. Warm me. Hi, there. I really don’t want this bottle. Rest assured, I’m hungry, but I’m feeling so weak. I don’t feel like doing anything but sleep and I miss my mother….why didn’t she want me? Love me. Hiya. Your bed is so warm, and the sound of your breathing comforts me. Thank you for taking me in, new mother. Thank you for being there every four hours to feed me, I know you’re tired. I’m cold again. Hold me. Hey. It was a long night but we got through it...but I feel so alone. The dogs seem to like me, but all I want is you. No one else is allowed to feed me, understand? I’m feeling colder, and not as hungry...and scared. Stay with me. Hi. I know you’re trying your best, but it isn’t working very well. I need more. I wish I could tell you just what it is I’m missing. I wish I could spell it out for you. Read me. Hello. The shaking won’t stop, mother. What’s going on? I can barely open my eyes, and warmth seems to evaporate off me into thin air. I don’t understand what’s happening. My heart is breaking with every beat it misses… Goodbye.

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To think of it was immortal To dream of it was sin And to want to live it was monstrous. There was a fire when she was only three,and by then Her mother was a crack ***** her father no where to be found. She moved from foster homes to foster homes and abuse was her only friend. She turned eighteen and the candle of love which she held ,burned out in the night. She became what she was supposed to have been years ago: Torn, worn , a miserable monster. Now she wanders down, a very lonely road, looking for another lover so she can have money for her home. A car stopped at her footsteps And a faint smile curved on the man's lips 'Heya suga, how much is it for a sweet time?' 'Fifty is enough for the night'. She got in and he turned of to be a cop. She spent her last days in prison,no more in parking lots. So as the ME stands over her, the assistance says, 'I hope she had closure' and covered her now while body.

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Oct 4, 2014

Oct 4, 2014 at 9:24 PM UTC

elizabeth-bleu

Candle in the night

To think of it was immortal To dream of it was sin And to want to live it was monstrous. There was a fire when she was only three,and by then Her mother was a crack ***** her father no where to be found. She moved from foster homes to foster homes and abuse was her only friend. She turned eighteen and the candle of love which she held ,burned out in the night. She became what she was supposed to have been years ago: Torn, worn , a miserable monster. Now she wanders down, a very lonely road, looking for another lover so she can have money for her home. A car stopped at her footsteps And a faint smile curved on the man's lips 'Heya suga, how much is it for a sweet time?' 'Fifty is enough for the night'. She got in and he turned of to be a cop. She spent her last days in prison,no more in parking lots. So as the ME stands over her, the assistance says, 'I hope she had closure' and covered her now while body.

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Heya, sending me random messages again Ain't you cute when you smile? It's been almost three years Do you recall? I met you from the other side of the world Calling me thru Skype to hangout You with your friends on the phone Playing these games You're accent awakens my sexuality March, after the man I've gave my heart to torn it in two You stayed by my side Laughter from each side roars We get naked and listened to one's desire Confused, I asked us to stop It's too much for me to handle I've never been alone for you've been here with me Months passed and you met a girl Loved and took care of her You've come seeking for me when she left Constant messages with each other, keeps the fire burning You make me smile, your words comforts me Your videos makes me laugh Can you hear me? My heart is so loud, screaming. I want your *** and your love. Don't send me this video of you being drunk. Don't ask me why you have that ***** Don't ask me why we are just friends Don't randomly ask me to make love with you My feet were weak. Do you want me or my love? It's hard to tell.

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Jul 23, 2018

Jul 23, 2018 at 6:49 PM UTC

thanatus

Friendzone

Heya, sending me random messages again Ain't you cute when you smile? It's been almost three years Do you recall? I met you from the other side of the world Calling me thru Skype to hangout You with your friends on the phone Playing these games You're accent awakens my sexuality March, after the man I've gave my heart to torn it in two You stayed by my side Laughter from each side roars We get naked and listened to one's desire Confused, I asked us to stop It's too much for me to handle I've never been alone for you've been here with me Months passed and you met a girl Loved and took care of her You've come seeking for me when she left Constant messages with each other, keeps the fire burning You make me smile, your words comforts me Your videos makes me laugh Can you hear me? My heart is so loud, screaming. I want your *** and your love. Don't send me this video of you being drunk. Don't ask me why you have that ***** Don't ask me why we are just friends Don't randomly ask me to make love with you My feet were weak. Do you want me or my love? It's hard to tell.

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Heya Shene xD

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Jun 10, 2016

Jun 10, 2016 at 6:40 AM UTC