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"nomatter" poems
Because between happiness and sadness Every paper with my words tears in sadness. There’s just too much to do with sadness. You can write it everywhere. Cry with it. Shout the pain. Keep the hurt. Run away with it. Forget it. Look for what is lost. Find yourself. Fix what can be fix. Tears with all the memories. Regret with the wrong decisions. Because with sadness, there’s always something on it. Something you can hold and feel in your heart. Something that can grow and get bigger. But happiness don’t. It floats with the air. It fades with the time. It only appears when it’s real. You feel it in that moment. And if you feel it tomorrow and the next day and the next other days that just it. You just feel it. And that’s good. It makes you beautiful and lively. But you can’t write it down the same way it feels like. It can’t give you the same way it feels like nomatter how many times you read it. You can’t hold it and keep it in your heart. Because happiness is too much of a feeling. It can’t find its place to grow and live on you. It only get high on you and flow. It flows to people around you but that just it. At the end of the day, Happiness will always become a memories. And memories is a sadness in the making.
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Mar 2, 2016
Mar 2, 2016 at 2:10 AM UTC
Between Happiness and Sadness
Hey, i want to speak with honesty, I dont know what i would do without poetry, Feel like i won a lottery, all because of word pottery, a mind free is all, expressing secrets from the soul, With a careful craft of the beat, music is born from the art, Therapy in psychiatry, aesthetic in phylosophy , People love and fight, Some just live to hate, oppositions and dominions, Opinions and religions, But poetry and music lives, lifetimes and lifetimes with love, and nomatter the weather it shall always bring humanity together
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Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 2:07 PM UTC
word pottery
Im not a lover ima fighter and yhall woinder why i dont like her She talk that mess all day but when i stress she says it okay. I dont like you I wanna fight you and you wonder why people dont like you your hurt me I beat you > I have to hands nomatter what you do Forget all these ugly people im threw so Im not trynna be you
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Sep 24, 2011
Sep 24, 2011 at 10:09 PM UTC
Fighter
a mirror never lies the way you look at it in any way you can never be wise never could you look away and have different say what you see ist waht may one get but never lie the way you look at it even happy it sees you sad no matter how good it can show the worse of it a mirror never lies what it sees is not the reflection but the deeper desperation somthing worse that addiction it cannot say what you are but lets you see who you are say whatever you say but it will show you the way nomatter how you look at it its you it will show a mirror never lies that is true dreams are something you see dont lie for it will show you the truth don't argue and it give you answers amirror never lies to you for its you who is lying to it what you see you might notlike but thats the truth and it hard to fight never fight what you see in the mirror for it will just comeback to hunt you a mirror never lie even if you try for you are the one lying and not the mirror you face face the truth no matter what you see you may be ugly but happy you may be filthy but clean its not the reflection who is talking but its the reflection showing what you are of it knowing
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Jan 10, 2015
Jan 10, 2015 at 12:06 AM UTC
Mirror
He finds pleasure in teasing and annoying the hell out of me, But I've learned to ignore his immaturity. Nomatter how book smart a person may be, It will never defy him/her as a human being.
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Nov 3, 2013
Nov 3, 2013 at 4:01 PM UTC
"Immaturity at his finest"
HEY YOU!! Yes you c: I think your beautiful and i love you No... i know your beautiful and i love you c: No seriously ....I love you :) nomatter how you look like I love you nomatter how fat or skinny you are I Care about you :) you can talk to me about anything Because i love you :) Shhhh hush... stop crying ,.im here if you need to talk i. Will listen and cheer you up. Please…stop crying … i love you :) If you cry… ill cry… you dont want that do you? your better than this you beautiful human being c: Im here for you ♥ talk to me♥
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Mar 26, 2014
Mar 26, 2014 at 11:35 PM UTC
Read If Your Sad
I have the poor girl clothes, As she smiled gratefully, fromhead to toe. She warmly embraced me with loving arms, A swwet girl with many charms. Nomatter who laughed at her, Her grateful heart soley, I preferred.
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Mar 20, 2013
Mar 20, 2013 at 3:58 PM UTC
"A Nurturing Heart"
the sun burns red in the west The lovers meet in secret Following their hearts in the cropping darkness It is big and brave For the passionate lover He would hand it to her love tonight Hoping that she would cherish it Even when he will be away She gives him hers Tells him "be strong and intact Return safe my love I will be waiting for you" The heart, That little body part habouring all issues Makes all decisions The heart, it strengthens the soldier in the battle front Singing to him songs of courage Reminding him of his sweet love at home Love from the heart is true and passionate Its different from lust and is bound to last The battle is love Even though the war is different He kills for love she is the only thing in mind She gets broken a few times taunted by sociopaths Telling her 'they will never come back" She has waited for times and times But the heart stands all the tests Most of the times The heart that lordship of mind and body Guides everyody Decisions of the heart You can trust He thinks with the mind for tact but nomatter what He follows his heart; even though he is bruised and hurt The mind fills him with doubt but the heart tells him to fight Reminds him of heroes and sweet ********** Turns him to a matador the eyes give him sight but the heart fills him with insight Hugging him tight it neutralises his fright He marches right Into enemy territory She is barely making through They think she should remarry News of fallen soldiers devastates her heart Man's strength is from within the heart Courage is not from spears Not arrows and swords... That small body part! Emperors and conquerors Lovers and soldiers listen Fathers and Mothers They listen to the heart He creates devastation Wrecking the enemy camp As his battalion joins in His heart moulding him Into a hero That small body part Endures all in patience As she waits Saying its never late ...a time of jubilation Victory cries are heard Those back are few But they removed the enemy By conviction of their hearts He is a legend The man after everyone's hearts She is joyous As she runs into his embrace The heart That small body part Endured it all A soldier's heart...
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Dec 22, 2015
Dec 22, 2015 at 7:48 AM UTC
A Soldier's Heart
the sun burns red in the west The lovers meet in secret Following their hearts in the cropping darkness It is big and brave For the passionate lover He would hand it to her love tonight Hoping that she would cherish it Even when he will be away She gives him hers Tells him "be strong and intact Return safe my love I will be waiting for you" The heart, That little body part habouring all issues Makes all decisions The heart, it strengthens the soldier in the battle front Singing to him songs of courage Reminding him of his sweet love at home Love from the heart is true and passionate Its different from lust and is bound to last The battle is love Even though the war is different He kills for love she is the only thing in mind She gets broken a few times taunted by sociopaths Telling her 'they will never come back" She has waited for times and times But the heart stands all the tests Most of the times The heart that lordship of mind and body Guides everyody Decisions of the heart You can trust He thinks with the mind for tact but nomatter what He follows his heart; even though he is bruised and hurt The mind fills him with doubt but the heart tells him to fight Reminds him of heroes and sweet ********** Turns him to a matador the eyes give him sight but the heart fills him with insight Hugging him tight it neutralises his fright He marches right Into enemy territory She is barely making through They think she should remarry News of fallen soldiers devastates her heart Man's strength is from within the heart Courage is not from spears Not arrows and swords... That small body part! Emperors and conquerors Lovers and soldiers listen Fathers and Mothers They listen to the heart He creates devastation Wrecking the enemy camp As his battalion joins in His heart moulding him Into a hero That small body part Endures all in patience As she waits Saying its never late ...a time of jubilation Victory cries are heard Those back are few But they removed the enemy By conviction of their hearts He is a legend The man after everyone's hearts She is joyous As she runs into his embrace The heart That small body part Endured it all A soldier's heart...
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iF iRelapse. Baby Just Know, iOnly love You. The Drug Will make me go Crazy & Lie Saying iLove iT More Than You. My Slip Will Turn me Half Way Back To my Old Ways. Wicked Mentality & Heartless self, Numbed Out, Emotionless Painless And Careless. Nomatter the Relapse and reactions Ijust Want you to know Il forever love you more.
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Sep 19, 2014
Sep 19, 2014 at 5:52 AM UTC
iF iDo
Please don't change just for me, Let me discover your true personality. I'll accept you nomatter what, So please don't keep your gorgous eyes shut. Please understand, I will forever hold your hand. You've showed your maturity and love for me, So now please do show me Your true personality.
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Mar 17, 2013
Mar 17, 2013 at 5:39 PM UTC
"Why change?"
It's been real hard getting by, When I haven't you by my side. The days become tedious and long, As I foolishly smile and stay ever strong. But my heart feels torn apart, And my head has yet to start. So I unwillingly stand alone, From a hard-knock life, called unknown. I miss you deeply. This is the longest we've ever been apart. A full two weeks, and most likely a third as well...It'll be okay. I feel whatever you feel because we have permanently connected hearts...I'll admit it...it is hard. Hard to wake up every morning without you. Hard to go through a whole day without you. Hard to go 3 weeks without you...I miss you and will always love you. Now that i know we'll always have each other nomatter what, I'll keep you this much closer to my heart every day...I contemplate a lot of things when we're apart for so long, but I'm hanging in there as best I can. I don't have to contemplate our past memories to love you; I love you through everything. It is hard to keep love on hold for consecutive days. If I were to tell you how much I loved you, it would take years to explain. It feels right...I feel happy...I think I'm in love... :) <333
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May 1, 2013
May 1, 2013 at 8:11 PM UTC
"It feels like eternity"
Its madness: 2 h8 all roses coz u got scratchd by a thorn,2 gv up all ya dreams coz 1 neva came true,2 luz faith in prayerz coz 1 of em wasn't answered,2 gv up on ya efforts coz 1 of em failed,2 condemn all ya friends coz 1 betrayed u,2 gv up on love coz some1 waz unfaithful 2 u...nomatter wat,rem that anatha chance will always kam around i.e. A new friend,lover,life,chance,dream. So never give up coz life iz BEAUTIFUL N SWEET!!!! Always cheer up.....
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Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 7:30 AM UTC
Assurance!!!
"You are beautiful...nomatter what they say." You are a child of God, You are here...each and every day. You resemble the light of Hashem, That is why we say, "amen." You are the heart of God up above, You are the match for two turtle doves. You inspire people through your heart, You are God's child, A work of art. Shining down on you is heavon, For those in the tragedy of 9/11. You've been more than a mystery; more than clever, You will remain in our hearts forever.
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Feb 18, 2013
Feb 18, 2013 at 2:22 PM UTC
"Believe"
Nomatter how big the fear may be. We can over come it because the only one I have to fear is me. Noone to answer to But ourselves Because as a child of the universe Noone here on earth stands bigger than our the universe inside of us . So dream Dream because that's what society fears. Make society feel your tears. Dream because you don't fit in But stand out. Be our last hope. Make examples out of greatness Become the originality of learning. Society needs you. They need US. #illhueminati
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Jan 12, 2014
Jan 12, 2014 at 9:42 AM UTC
Fear
At night Instead of sleeping I lie awake Constantly weeping Of better days That I wish I was dreaming Miles are just numbers Numbers aren't that large Don't believe me? Just compare them to the stars "Distance isn't real Nomatter how far" The stars and planets Are free up in space And here I am loathing Aching to leave this place I have no power I have no say I can't not just get up And walk away But I hope You will find a reason to stay Even if I'm A Million Miles Away.
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Dec 12, 2013
Dec 12, 2013 at 9:02 PM UTC
far away
People Assume iTs Addiction. The Reason To My insane thoughts And Actions, is because of The Substance. Saying iM Confused, Slurred out Living unrealistic Out of it. Making Stupid Decisions Saying They Can Help Fix Them Oh Really? Well Your Wrong. My Love For Dope is Too strong and realistic. Also Has The key To my Death Wish Provides Me With Everything iEver Wanted Just iN 1Line 1hit. iWill Continue Using This Drug till IDrop Dead. Dont Argue With Me Saying "Thats What All Addicts Say" Ican Stop but idont want to iDont Fein For Tweak. Like iHave Said A million times And still noone comprehends This is The Reason Im Still living. Found A Reason to love myself Makes me happy Without iT?                                                 Im rowdy Yes, its affecting My Image, brain and body. Dose iT Look like iGive A **** iTs Killing me slowly Thats the point Idont want to live. So i chose a slow Death. People around me **** up My high Gets me upset cause i just wasted A hit That puts me in rage. Point iS iWont Stop , nomatter what You say. Or type of treatment you think Is best and have hope it changes me me to not Smoke dope. Nope! My mind is set Dont you get it yet? Never will iregret iCould careless About my family relatives & Friends.
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Sep 6, 2014
Sep 6, 2014 at 5:10 PM UTC
Dopelove 2012
"You are beautiful, nomatter what they say." You are here to learn, each and every day. You are born with a heart, You are kind, from the start. You try your absolute best, To keep up with the rest. You seek new places, With various faces. You always thought to smile, And easily became all the worth while.
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Mar 20, 2013
Mar 20, 2013 at 4:08 PM UTC
"Glory"
Nomatter what Nomatter how That doesn't bug me Because you're here With me now And we'll never be apart Tho we're miles away In my heart you'll always stay Til the end of time Every time We kiss Every time we touch I keep gazing In your eyes Begging me To fall into your arms The miles Are crashing in My heart reserved for you alone You and I Together are one I take you in I know Someday in time Everything Will work out fine You'll see Because you'll be here With me And if Our bodies nevet find eachothet My soul will find yours In the end Of time And Dont you know I'll always love you Til the end of time
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Nov 30, 2016
Nov 30, 2016 at 11:09 AM UTC
Til the End of Time
On the quiet nights, if I lay perfectly still, I can hear my own blood flowing through my veins Surging at irregular intervals, like an ocean finding its rhythm And I think of how far this imperfect heart has brought me And of the little girl it contains all the love in the world for And how her rhythm will be flawless The little girl that speaks to me on frequencies between life and sleep The little girl that's waiting for me to find her the perfect mother So she can come into this world with my eyes and her mother's hair The perfect blend of two imperfect people The little girl that I will teach to use both ends of the pencil But to remember the shadows the eraser leaves behind The little girl whose smile will make my day Whose laughter will be the highlight of my week And whose words will be the greatest part of my life I think of the little girl who will enter this world by the hands of her father And the first words ever whispered in her ear will be a prayer Asking God to raise her with me, so that she can rise above me This little girl will grow up amidst music and poetry, fingerpaints and clay This little girl will breathe and her father's chest will be filled with pride Because at that moment, I'll know that I've done at least one good thing to this world And this little girl will always know that it's okay to have pudding for breakfast As long as you're willing to share it And this little girl will always know that her father will always love her nomatter what And that this poem will always be there for her And with it, my soul To a daughter who is yet to come: I will never stop loving you, I will never let you fall, and I will always be there to push you higher on the swings.
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Jan 17, 2010
Jan 17, 2010 at 7:44 PM UTC
Rhythm And A Little Girl
On the quiet nights, if I lay perfectly still, I can hear my own blood flowing through my veins Surging at irregular intervals, like an ocean finding its rhythm And I think of how far this imperfect heart has brought me And of the little girl it contains all the love in the world for And how her rhythm will be flawless The little girl that speaks to me on frequencies between life and sleep The little girl that's waiting for me to find her the perfect mother So she can come into this world with my eyes and her mother's hair The perfect blend of two imperfect people The little girl that I will teach to use both ends of the pencil But to remember the shadows the eraser leaves behind The little girl whose smile will make my day Whose laughter will be the highlight of my week And whose words will be the greatest part of my life I think of the little girl who will enter this world by the hands of her father And the first words ever whispered in her ear will be a prayer Asking God to raise her with me, so that she can rise above me This little girl will grow up amidst music and poetry, fingerpaints and clay This little girl will breathe and her father's chest will be filled with pride Because at that moment, I'll know that I've done at least one good thing to this world And this little girl will always know that it's okay to have pudding for breakfast As long as you're willing to share it And this little girl will always know that her father will always love her nomatter what And that this poem will always be there for her And with it, my soul To a daughter who is yet to come: I will never stop loving you, I will never let you fall, and I will always be there to push you higher on the swings.
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The color of my Skin. My deep, dark eyes.   The curl of my Hair. I can feel your the heat vindictive stares. The twist of my tounge. I speak my language with courage, Not with care of your fears Illigal Alien, They call my kind. All I want is a place thats mine. Nomatter, I'll continue to stick out Like a sore thumb, I will not run from your vengance. I'll stay here and take it. You held power over them but never over me. My curly hair runs long, wild, and free. You have lost the fear held in the eyes of my uncolonized ancestors. Now I face you with strenth My dark eyes like stone cold pools of depth that you tried to breed out. Como un bailador, I'll twist away from your nasty tricks. I'll thrive, Child of the sun. Brown I am.
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Jan 8, 2025
Jan 8, 2025 at 4:12 PM UTC
Brown-Eyed Child of the Sun
To the east it will be windy the south rainy the north sunny (makes a change) and the west well the west has gone, gone like the love i had for you i missed you for a day felt like a lifetime id have to pay but now im ok the sun still shines sure you took everything i ever had my heart my soul my ****** glasses (you dont even need glasses you have perfect vision you was just being difficult :P). im sitting here and all i have left is my sanity which on the whole when faced with such odds of adversity id take and nomatter what happens when i wake in the morning i know il get through it *** i got through you.
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Sep 15, 2010
Sep 15, 2010 at 1:32 AM UTC
I missed you for a day
iRun... & iCant Seem To Get Away. iTry Harder to Escape. But iTs Still behind me, chasing. iCant Stop To Catch Some Air and rest Its Quick and will get the best Of me iHide Nomatter Whrre, it manages To Find Me. Im trying my hardest To get Away And it always seems to get Its way back to me ICry About it Whispers appear, They turn into voices, remind me Of how Much iHate life And tells me if i stop and hold its Hand it promises to take all Misery away
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Sep 6, 2014
Sep 6, 2014 at 4:23 PM UTC
Always Finds me.
(W = Anonymous Elderly Woman With Sudden and Severe Dementia) --- W: "I was an evil little girl". I used to stick my tongue out at little boys. They would say, "SHE STUCK HER TONGUE OUT AT ME". Then the teachers would always say, "Young man, she is a respectable young lady and has done no such thing". So I'd put my thumb to my nose and make faces as they sat". "My grandmother always raised us to be "GOOOD" "GOOOD" and I was goood. It was so boring. They used to get so frustrated with me". "I was so proud of my father. Everywhere he went he had to fix people. He changed things nomatter where he'd go. He always said "I CAN MAKE IT BETTER FOR THEM. IT CAN BE BETER". He never loved me. Didn't have time. I should call him. I want to call my father" Me: "Did he ever self-actualize and realize that he was making their lives /his version/ of better? Before he died, did he realize maybe what he thought was better wasn't better for everyone?" W: "No. He was a tsunami that changed everything he touched. We girls respected him. Listen to me, hah. talking about such things, on a toilet. I have no dignity left. We have to laugh. Am I crazy? Me: "You're no more crazy than I am. Who wants to be sane? That's no fun". W: "That's right! If you can't laugh, you die". Me: "Earlier, to describe yourself as a child, you said you were "Evil". Do you beleive that part of the reason you were so "evil" was because you were beautiful? And you knew it?". W: She paused for a moment and pursed her lips in contemplation. ... "Yes." The woman nods a slow turtles nod, with both eyes shut and squinting and a pouted mouth. Her puckered lips fade into a smile. "Yes, absolutely It was".
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Oct 7, 2018
Oct 7, 2018 at 1:19 PM UTC
Poached eggs on toast
(W = Anonymous Elderly Woman With Sudden and Severe Dementia) --- W: "I was an evil little girl". I used to stick my tongue out at little boys. They would say, "SHE STUCK HER TONGUE OUT AT ME". Then the teachers would always say, "Young man, she is a respectable young lady and has done no such thing". So I'd put my thumb to my nose and make faces as they sat". "My grandmother always raised us to be "GOOOD" "GOOOD" and I was goood. It was so boring. They used to get so frustrated with me". "I was so proud of my father. Everywhere he went he had to fix people. He changed things nomatter where he'd go. He always said "I CAN MAKE IT BETTER FOR THEM. IT CAN BE BETER". He never loved me. Didn't have time. I should call him. I want to call my father" Me: "Did he ever self-actualize and realize that he was making their lives /his version/ of better? Before he died, did he realize maybe what he thought was better wasn't better for everyone?" W: "No. He was a tsunami that changed everything he touched. We girls respected him. Listen to me, hah. talking about such things, on a toilet. I have no dignity left. We have to laugh. Am I crazy? Me: "You're no more crazy than I am. Who wants to be sane? That's no fun". W: "That's right! If you can't laugh, you die". Me: "Earlier, to describe yourself as a child, you said you were "Evil". Do you beleive that part of the reason you were so "evil" was because you were beautiful? And you knew it?". W: She paused for a moment and pursed her lips in contemplation. ... "Yes." The woman nods a slow turtles nod, with both eyes shut and squinting and a pouted mouth. Her puckered lips fade into a smile. "Yes, absolutely It was".
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paranoid chapter 1 Charlottes p.o.v i cry until im sick, coughing and short of breath. i cry hysterically. i feel like i have been hit in the chest with a stray bullet. and i dont look up until i can't feel him there anymore. eventhough i know deep inside that the illousion of charlie will come back, it always comes back... nomatter where i am. busses, street corners, asylums. mom and dad think that if we move far away that everything will change. that i'll stop seeing charlie. that i'll be 'miraculously cured'. that they'l finaly have there daughter back. and that they will finaly be able to move on, and stop grieving the loss of their only son. i don't blame them, everything in the old house reminds me of charlie, too. but i know that when we move that nothing will change, that theres no hope for me, that i'm just as dead as he is. but thats not what hurts the most. what hurts the most is knowing that i'm going to let them down, and destroy any little bit of hope that they might have had for me. i am nothing but a burden. and there is nothing that i can do about it. i cry until im tired, and i slip into a deep sleep.
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Oct 13, 2014
Oct 13, 2014 at 7:00 PM UTC
paranoid?
kisses don't mean anything...ask Jesus,He knows better promises are broken as soon as they are made people walk away but feelings never,they will always be there the people who vow to stay go first you are betrayed by those you thought so highly of you come to realize that you can't always be happy but the most important of all lessons is nomatter what happens LIFE always MOVES ON
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Jul 26, 2014
Jul 26, 2014 at 7:11 AM UTC
basic lessons I'v learnt in my short life