Mealt poems on Hello Poetry

IsReaL E Summers Dec 2014

Freedom fighter
Redeemed writer
Aspire higher
Hearts on fire
Projected liars
Truth seekers
Worn sneakers
Follow me
Then you'll see
Hope
Fully.
But maybe not
Perspective is all we got
And in here its hot
Well not mealt
Smealt.
Refined
And pure
Against the Quos' allure
But affected nonetheless
Tho seemingly meaningless
I breathe in stress
And exhale aggressiveness
Caress the best
And then I extol the rest
I implore to the chest
******* your kevlar vest
Laid many friends to rest
Is this just a ****** test?
Is my servitude effortless?
must be even less.
To fight for more.
This is the plight of war.

Eyesight becoming soar. And my heart is so torn. Wish I could be reborn. At times "such as this"

#love #war #peace #life #humanity #spirit #saga

nicola Mar 2013

I'm gone

Sometimes I want to die
Not sher why I even try
As I cut my wrist
What is I went to deep
Would I even be missed
No one even cares
As my skin tares
The blood rushes out
As I shout
I'm done
Take me
And when they find me
And they see
That I have done this to myself
They will find my last notes to them
On a shelf
And when they see the pain I felt
There hearts will mealt
But it's to late
I'm gone

Dimitrios Sarris Apr 2018

Gone...

Thoughts had been perverted
walked abroad
spit fire
the ice won't mealt.
Dark and slumbering visions
crawled out in the thrill of night
and haunted the love i used to feel.
A heart of fire cloacked in shadows
the sun is gone
the warmth is lost
my heart trembles with
no will to beat again.
My love is wrecked
the memory still stands
a fraction of who i used to be
makes me breath just a little longer.
My eyes stand low for
there is nothing left to be marred
hollow but free...

Eevee Nov 2017

The boy

The boy that makes me mealt.
The boy that always knows what to say.
The boy that captures every girl.
The boy that crushes on the wrong girl.
the boy that i marry in my dreams.
The one and only boy that talks to me.

The boy

This poem is about Keagan

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