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Raindrop Jun 9
I realized I liked you when
our eyes met then I immediately
looked away as if it was the first time
I laid my eyes on you.

I realized I liked you when
I made a list of things we could
talk about but ended up blanking out
when I started talking to you.

I realized I’ve fallen for you when
we were in a concert and you
accompanied me throughout the night.
I knew my heart was pounding not from
the loud speakers but from you
being so close to me.

I realized I’ve fallen for you when
I got nervous and you held my hand,
comforting me with no words said;
contented with how our fingers
interlaced with each other.

I realized I loved you when
I started writing about you and
our happy moments that now have
turned into memories.

I realized I loved you when
I turned you into poetry.
I do have feelings for this person but because I'm being careful not to conclude that "it's love" easily, I kept denying to myself that I 'might' do... until I started writing for and about her and had turned her my muse.
AIA Mar 2016
I woke up one day saying,
"I'm tired"
tired of waiting for you to come back,
tired of loving you know you don't love me anymore,
tired of whispering I miss you so much.
I just realized one day...
that I want to be happy too just like you. With her.
because waiting for you is like wishing to fly in the sky without wings. "Impossible."
Loving you still is too much. No, it's not too much.
It's foolishness.
I can't pretend anymore.
I'm tired of crying every night.
I'm tired of believing myself that you will come back to me anytime.
I'm tired of saying I miss you.
I'm tired of loving you.
I want to be happy too.
Eric Pon Jul 8
Im a poet and a painter
And a meandering musician

And I've hopes that somehow my
Art'll pay for my tuition.
I know it's not about the facts
Or my intuition
I wont believe all that I'm shown
For I know its superstition.
And you know Im not a doctor
Or even a practition
But heres some medicine myself perscribed
To help with this condition.
The dizzyness and neasuea
And the most dishonest vision..
May this writing reach my soul
In its keen perscision
And help me make every right move
Help make the right decision.

When there's so many unfathomable things we are
I choke on that recognition.
AIA Mar 2016
See you with her, made me realize that I'm not your special girl anymore.
See you hold hands with her made me think that it was my hand you're holding before.
That hug of yours that once to be my home,
that laugh that once we shared together
and,
you that once to be mine.
See you happy with her...
that way I can convince myself that I'm no longer the love of your life anymore.
I'm no longer the reason behind your fast heart beating
and
that way I can convince myself to accept the fact that I could never be in that place that I used to be.
I'm now letting you go.
Believe me, I love you.
But I guess,
she can love you more.
Dedicated to R.E.
aquis Aug 29
i lost
what was never meant to be
found
(in the first place)
Sometimes things (or people) are ‘lost’ or disappear from our life, because they were actually never meant to be there - we just realize that later
MARGARET Aug 10
the things that are amazing
for you are surely coming;
darling you are sublime,
and you're never worth just a dime.

you deserve all the magnificent
that fills your heart's content;
all that you are is very enchanted,
and you don't deserve to be wasted.

all the beautiful things
to you that life brings,
won't swiftly come right away;
so please, hang on and stay.
to whoever reading this, you have what it takes to be wonderful. go ahead and be a blessing to the world. you are worth beyond mere words could ever explain. please, never lose your trust in yourself. you are beautiful, and you are loved & appreciated. ♡
pk tunuri May 31
Living with yourself is the toughest part
when you realize your mistakes
Kiara Malig Nov 2017
And I forced myself to stay with you
I told myself that this heart beating,
This butterfly in my mouth,
Is of love .
I didn't tell myself that it was of the panic you ensued,
I didn’t tell myself that it was of the weeds you planted in me,
I didn’t tell myself that it was of the poison ivy that replaced my walls.
I don’t know when I’ll be able to convince myself that I’ve had enough

I cry silently-
Afraid that if you hear my cries, you’ll do something unimaginable.
Falling in love with my own mental illness is hard
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