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"interchanged" poems
Masters of the Universe, three and some, nearly four months tween me and you that words interchanged, prayers, asking for the answering job which was handily God-to-Man transferred, transfused tween you and me a/k/a Job...appropriately you may recall I was the bloke who immodestly spoke, asking any and all circulating deities, to tender their resignations post-haste, immediately for failure to do the appointed rounds well enough to this human's satisfaction now don't go high hopes expecting a large confession about how hard, ya see it really is tending the flock be... nope I ain't here to beg of you, take this onerous from my shoulders! no, no, capitulation, my track record maybe not much better than what went before, but you know what I'm about to say, cause you are perfect well I still don't like what satisfies your perfection definition for my fellow humans, so I'm keeping this job/Job, for another few months, cause I am. Human enough to know that humans keep on trying and you just gave up and said let them do what they want between human to human, as long as they pay us obeisance I put sins of man to fellow man as my número uno priority and if the number of prayers diverted back to you, in your inbox receiving, are just the dues paying kind, keep'em, I got more important things to do...
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May 3, 2015
May 3, 2015 at 9:44 AM UTC
Masters of the Universe, Three and Some
Mostly, it sickens me that our notes sent back and forth are measurably more pleasant than conversation We share in person. I bet that paper lotus is gone. Interchanged sentence fragments both homeopathic and calculated by lamplight. I bet that bookmark is still in the same place. Even comparing you to Ivan would be a stretch, Who are we kidding. Dmitri. But that’s still not the name I call you ante meridiem. I bet Freud was right, but I never called myself a boy. A . Eb. Six steps. Slonimsky dedicated so many pages to you. I guess I will distill the Ocean for salt. I can’t say any of this to you, the most honest I’ll ever be is in a poem I hope you’ll never read.
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Nov 29, 2013
Nov 29, 2013 at 10:41 PM UTC
Nom de Guerre
The afternoon light filters in through the shutters, that look out towards the quiet cul-de-sac; festooned with houses and quiet green lawns. My room's walls are licked with yellow slashes and lattices. Evening smooths the afternoon into darkness with its brittle fingers and those yellow slashes are interchanged with a diffusion of white neon from the buzzing streetlamps. Oh how noisily they buzz next to the flowerbeds! And people fold their lawn chairs and go into their warmly lit houses and house pets roam blackened curbs amongst the hedge delineations between homes and old clocks wind down throughout the houses in cul-de-sac laced with bitumen and broken glass.
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Dec 2, 2011
Dec 2, 2011 at 8:58 AM UTC
Room
My life for an instant, wafting in and out of reality, a breath taking verisimilitude interchanged with my surroundings. enclosed, naked, numb, lying belly up in your palms.
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Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 10:44 AM UTC
Fish Tank
Alone and Lonely Two different words Interchanged regularly When they shouldn't be Alone. (adjective) On one's own Lonely. (adjective) Sad because one has no company When I am alone I'm not always lonely When I am lonely I'm not always alone They aren't synonyms
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Aug 2, 2013
Aug 2, 2013 at 2:28 AM UTC
Alone and Lonely
a canary escaping the confines of its cage yellow feathers floating, swirling, landing softly like snowflakes on a child’s nose wrists twisted, handcuffs broken chains released, a neglected gem out of the shadows potential unlocked scars washed vigorously with soap the marks of unfair ownership faded yet never completely gone sewing needles replaced by pens aprons interchanged with suits no longer silenced free
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Aug 25, 2017
Aug 25, 2017 at 1:28 AM UTC
Freedom
extend eyes look first at it then at eyes a smile perhaps maybe a forfeit out of honor often regular in common place nature respect is shown the gesture is known, by many fingers placed with heat interchanged an object of measure given to friend or foe quite the lovely present to gauge one's character.
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Oct 4, 2012
Oct 4, 2012 at 11:06 PM UTC
Salutations
This guy I know The one most important The one no longer there   Looks have been interchanged Words have been spoken   This guy I know The one who smiles so cheerfully The one whose eyes sparkle   Layers have been peeled off Secrets have been exchanged   This guy I know The one whose hugs give warmth The one whose touch electrifies   Feelings have surpassed Emotions have intensified   This guy I know The one who will lend a hand The one who will listen   Safeness always present Never turning backs   This guy I know The one who inspires change The one always there
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Sep 30, 2011
Sep 30, 2011 at 8:34 AM UTC
This guy I know
In this life, I have had my struggles— Mankind’s abuse, intolerance, wars, and corruption. And no different were the personal aspects: love, home, happiness— All fleeting, no peace, within or external. Then, I found you. At first, I sought tranquility— An ear to bend, a friendship perhaps. Yet, you needed serenity, a peace within. So, it was I who lent the ear, the shoulder, the words of understanding. In this endeavor, I saw in you a trampled blossom— Damaged, bent, a bit broken, but not a loss. You just needed someone, anyone, to care, To show you the light through the dark. So, I listened, I nurtured, Shown light, provided warmth, Fed you, and caressed the soil with tears, Until you felt whole again. To be clear, I didn’t fix you; I didn’t mold you. You were whole, you were full of worth. I only let you see what I see in you. In turn, you saw me, as I saw you— Someone discarded on the refuse of life. Imparted, nay, reciprocated, the kindness you had received, Knowing that I, like you, lay scarred and injured, but not a loss. Tranquility and Serenity— Words often interchanged, But both have meanings that aren’t quite the same. For one is peace in your surroundings, and the other is peace from within. You cannot seek one Without discovering and embracing the other. Two sides of the same coin, like Yin and Yang, Always seeking balance. You guided me, Lighting my way through the darkest moments. I held steadfast, unwavering—the rock you needed, A new foundation to build upon. I confess this truth to you, As you have given both, reciprocal, As I have given unto you. Time will tell. This story has not ended. It is still being written— A journey to destinations unknown. And all because, I FOUND YOU.
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Feb 8, 2025
Feb 8, 2025 at 4:10 PM UTC
Tranquility and Serenity (2025)
In this life, I have had my struggles— Mankind’s abuse, intolerance, wars, and corruption. And no different were the personal aspects: love, home, happiness— All fleeting, no peace, within or external. Then, I found you. At first, I sought tranquility— An ear to bend, a friendship perhaps. Yet, you needed serenity, a peace within. So, it was I who lent the ear, the shoulder, the words of understanding. In this endeavor, I saw in you a trampled blossom— Damaged, bent, a bit broken, but not a loss. You just needed someone, anyone, to care, To show you the light through the dark. So, I listened, I nurtured, Shown light, provided warmth, Fed you, and caressed the soil with tears, Until you felt whole again. To be clear, I didn’t fix you; I didn’t mold you. You were whole, you were full of worth. I only let you see what I see in you. In turn, you saw me, as I saw you— Someone discarded on the refuse of life. Imparted, nay, reciprocated, the kindness you had received, Knowing that I, like you, lay scarred and injured, but not a loss. Tranquility and Serenity— Words often interchanged, But both have meanings that aren’t quite the same. For one is peace in your surroundings, and the other is peace from within. You cannot seek one Without discovering and embracing the other. Two sides of the same coin, like Yin and Yang, Always seeking balance. You guided me, Lighting my way through the darkest moments. I held steadfast, unwavering—the rock you needed, A new foundation to build upon. I confess this truth to you, As you have given both, reciprocal, As I have given unto you. Time will tell. This story has not ended. It is still being written— A journey to destinations unknown. And all because, I FOUND YOU.
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*Polish a coin until it shines A coin it still remains Scratch the surface, smash the matter on the tracks And yet the etching still ingrained Flattened to the edge of flat So the world around remains As a coin which flips is falling fast With fate less interchanged No bounce determines forward path Which wasn't first ordained Mere steadfast midst matters of the past For we all in life break change*
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Feb 6, 2018
Feb 6, 2018 at 4:38 PM UTC
Life As A Coin
Jealousy?? A myth!! A way to hide the truth Love?? An illusion!! A way to live with fake Hatred?? A mystery!! That happens for the wrong person What if Love and Hatred be interchanged. I wold hate you till the end of my life!!
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Aug 15, 2018
Aug 15, 2018 at 7:09 AM UTC
Blackmailing Emotions
This is the hour meanness bears Girls marble eyes fatigued by sun-filled play on Summer sunny days. Black angel of mine, meander near my truth; corral words interchanged between the mortal whims we buried near the sand and stone murals the coastline and ravines overthrew. Many orchids, chocolate brushing a with death'careless needles- adapted since. Now I follow you, the boldness of your emerald crown, and the swueakiness amidst your new Keens and their patter on the crackly ground. A cute exists to cease your pain It takes the somber in your ails Then slivers off pieces of your bones. The downside is you **** all day Your fury enrages you more. The three-step antibiotic treatment Made the sick in you sicker- Treats meant to wander freely Now we've been in this trapped plainness in trapped family nowhere-land; until so miserable, melancholy, and disappointed Anger turns to shouting.
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May 23, 2016
May 23, 2016 at 11:46 PM UTC
Untitled
Verse 1 The yearning to relate, convey and demonstrate Desires interchanged, of pathways rearranged To be enamoured of, a treasured soul My ever one true love, to so unfold A clear scenic sky, a hand to hold Of memories passing by, let love evolve Chorus This is my gift to you, I’m sending this with love I’m sending this with love Embracing all that’s true, with faithfulness to you I’m sending this with love Verse 2 Of wisdom to engage, with letters to a page Evoke and captivate, connected hearts relate Of my weaknesses, that you complement With true tenderness, you do bring out the best You hold my true regard, beloved star you are Passion interlaced, none could take your place Chorus x2 Bridge With love, with love, with love With love, with love, with love With love, with love, sending all my love Written by Geraldine Taylor ©️
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Aug 16, 2017
Aug 16, 2017 at 3:06 PM UTC
With Love
A star came to be me shooting screams granting your wishes, Darling. Aren't you happy that I finally feel? Often I was numb drifting somewhere other than in me My thoughts used to be yours That's all I could think about You You You I became numb to my feelings I wasn't me I was you in me searching for me In you because I lost me I lost me in you But on the other end, I lost you, not in me, but in you. you were meant to lose yourself in me And me in you Thus we, both, would still be You and me but me in you, and you in me, but both still being us: interchanged, intertwined, us becoming the other Until we found ourselves lost in each other But I lost me in you And turned numb Till I became a star shooting screams Granting your wishes darling Awaking To find my way out Out of this lost relation.
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Dec 24, 2014
Dec 24, 2014 at 11:04 AM UTC
Untitled
When legend created the world first came the question Light or dark separated by the words, underlying meaning of things Expressed in alphabetic notation always Speaks with an accent, the fluidity of form Inexpressible uncontainable strangeness The leaf is a breath, food, healing and shade You are not me and I am not you yet shadows of each other Before the judgement comes it is, you are I am, interchanged yet our own entities No ultimate meaning beyond what one makes Of this mess, snake's curious devastating boredom Livelihood could be achieved or inspired By something beyond, Or lived without, in opaque dusk of utter meaninglessness So I leave it up to the forces in charge Spectator by nature I rationalize what does not fall into place You don't, now run, I am about to say it Ambiguity!
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May 24, 2016
May 24, 2016 at 9:28 PM UTC
The A word
Memories washed up upon the shore Only to be pulled back, inharmonious with time Sticks closer than a brother, hate interchanged with love Perseverance like no other yet broken down with a single word Deepest recesses of the mind it harbors, Hauntingly disappearing from thought Could not comprehend the romantic felicity of such memories Never been more alive than the day it occurred Though believed to be often misconstrued I hold them holier than thou
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Jun 2, 2018
Jun 2, 2018 at 11:52 AM UTC
Holier Than Thou
I really did like you… As far as human interactions go. Beyond the jagged edges of metallic creations, or the infinite circuitry passing through information’s… Like each other passing through one another. Take a hood off, waste a smile. Cold ice glare, warm caring stare. Climb a case, change your ways to get out of another's personal space. Be yourself, pretend to be someone else. Have your day, or put aside. Love me blindly, or blind my mind. Kiss me here, or have me never. Pour the rain, or clog the drain. You were a victim too, but they’re still going to charge you… Very few get away. Thinking about a society; One in all or too many in a singular. Put in place, undeserved fate. Stealing from another me... Being something I don’t want to be. It doesn’t make it any better… On the contrary, it only makes it hurt more after. Walk on by… One of these times the machine will stall and it will be interchanged for something that will not fail to fall. Cutting me down to one knee, or a pollution too powerful to last… This one last time I’ll watch her pass.
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Feb 24, 2018
Feb 24, 2018 at 9:34 PM UTC
I’ll Never See Your Face Again