"speaked" poems - Hello Poetry

I really just want to cry, Just let it all out. I don't know why I feel this filled with doubt. I'm kind of done And I no longer see the fun In prolonging this pain. There's nothing I could do.. I just can't keep sane. And As I look around, I see smiles, Hear laughs which makes me wonder... How these people can live without breaking a sweat. It's pretty inspiring they can stay This strong ... I used to be strong, But then I grew weak And ended up doing the wrong That shan't be speaked. Since then I have started to pray Every single day for his help To get me through this horrid phase. But...I guess I don't pray hard enough Or Have a big enough faith. So... The reality,I assume,is I'm forever lost in this place.

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Nov 21, 2013

Nov 21, 2013 at 1:38 AM UTC

simply-lost

Lost

I really just want to cry, Just let it all out. I don't know why I feel this filled with doubt. I'm kind of done And I no longer see the fun In prolonging this pain. There's nothing I could do.. I just can't keep sane. And As I look around, I see smiles, Hear laughs which makes me wonder... How these people can live without breaking a sweat. It's pretty inspiring they can stay This strong ... I used to be strong, But then I grew weak And ended up doing the wrong That shan't be speaked. Since then I have started to pray Every single day for his help To get me through this horrid phase. But...I guess I don't pray hard enough Or Have a big enough faith. So... The reality,I assume,is I'm forever lost in this place.

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She was as crazy as a Norse horse with a wild bleached mane and madeyes, always willin to do anythin for ya with a ''come on then'' her moods would drive you insane, wrenching compassion and anger from your heart in equal parts, spewing venom when talking of her ma, it would hurt to listen, yet it was easy to see this sulphuric froth as just rage being rage. In her kitchen she concocted over spilling potions banana and coconut breads, her time was your time, her table always spread, with baskets and jars, Valerian by the bottle she sculled to help sleep, baskets with moss and golf ***** Scottish tat in a heap and beliefs, worn and threadbare like the carpets in her tiny, orange doored flat with a gerbil called ***** and a hamster called pat, and dear wee Jamie who spouted that Halloween mantra ''crap bat'' we filled and hung balloons with sweets and let the kids skewer the hell out of them, it rained chocolate in the corridor for weeks, and that is what I loved about her madness, is that it dived and it did, and it speaked

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Mar 18, 2011

Mar 18, 2011 at 7:06 PM UTC

ceara

Allie

She was as crazy as a Norse horse with a wild bleached mane and madeyes, always willin to do anythin for ya with a ''come on then'' her moods would drive you insane, wrenching compassion and anger from your heart in equal parts, spewing venom when talking of her ma, it would hurt to listen, yet it was easy to see this sulphuric froth as just rage being rage. In her kitchen she concocted over spilling potions banana and coconut breads, her time was your time, her table always spread, with baskets and jars, Valerian by the bottle she sculled to help sleep, baskets with moss and golf ***** Scottish tat in a heap and beliefs, worn and threadbare like the carpets in her tiny, orange doored flat with a gerbil called ***** and a hamster called pat, and dear wee Jamie who spouted that Halloween mantra ''crap bat'' we filled and hung balloons with sweets and let the kids skewer the hell out of them, it rained chocolate in the corridor for weeks, and that is what I loved about her madness, is that it dived and it did, and it speaked

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Bow Bow Bow!!! Here comes my brother We met when I was a kid bt when I grew up the relation between us has taken another form from a dog to my brother As both of us were growing up both behaviour changed both were not liked by anyone but nobody couldn't throw me bcoz I was born from a human body & you were treated as a neglected creature with no emotion And our solitude was never understood by anyone I could speak, but you couldn't I speaked about my ache to you , you listened quietly & you blink your eyes that you understood But I never understood your pain Your tears I didnt knew what you wanted maybe because I m a human with less capacity of emotion & to think about only oneself Everyday of my busy schedule, when I m away from you, at times I forget about you your loneliness of which I took the responsibility & I failed to fulfil it, but you never complained & everyday you are lying like a deadbody in a solitaire Sometimes I understood , but I forgot Sometimes I played with you, the other moment I m gone But you are all alone in a single haunting room Scratching the floor to escape being aggresive towards others Bcoz nor I or anybody could see your pain & we took you as a pet servant to serve us but in return you only wanted our love, a companion and a patner Your eyes are full of depth, where nobody cares to look into it, but when I looked into your eyes I cud see your pain , which made me transform & I became compassionate towards you And in you I got my brother Whch I always wanted You gave me everything, but I couldnt give you anything And now I am leaving this place, giving my responsibilty to someone else, but your eyes said me something which couldn't be put into words, And I am afraid that I will not be able to see you again when I am back But with a teary smile I left the place in a hope to meet you again .....

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Oct 31, 2014

Oct 31, 2014 at 5:26 AM UTC

ishshita-chanda

The Solitare Relation...

Bow Bow Bow!!! Here comes my brother We met when I was a kid bt when I grew up the relation between us has taken another form from a dog to my brother As both of us were growing up both behaviour changed both were not liked by anyone but nobody couldn't throw me bcoz I was born from a human body & you were treated as a neglected creature with no emotion And our solitude was never understood by anyone I could speak, but you couldn't I speaked about my ache to you , you listened quietly & you blink your eyes that you understood But I never understood your pain Your tears I didnt knew what you wanted maybe because I m a human with less capacity of emotion & to think about only oneself Everyday of my busy schedule, when I m away from you, at times I forget about you your loneliness of which I took the responsibility & I failed to fulfil it, but you never complained & everyday you are lying like a deadbody in a solitaire Sometimes I understood , but I forgot Sometimes I played with you, the other moment I m gone But you are all alone in a single haunting room Scratching the floor to escape being aggresive towards others Bcoz nor I or anybody could see your pain & we took you as a pet servant to serve us but in return you only wanted our love, a companion and a patner Your eyes are full of depth, where nobody cares to look into it, but when I looked into your eyes I cud see your pain , which made me transform & I became compassionate towards you And in you I got my brother Whch I always wanted You gave me everything, but I couldnt give you anything And now I am leaving this place, giving my responsibilty to someone else, but your eyes said me something which couldn't be put into words, And I am afraid that I will not be able to see you again when I am back But with a teary smile I left the place in a hope to meet you again .....

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When I am dead my dearest please don't show up to my grave, knowing that I have lived a life full of misbehave. Don't cry tears of joy but let them flow tears of hate living life trapped so I'm happy I escaped. You were the dead tree in the backyard that I punched when I was mad, then I grew up and began to punch dad. I don't give a **** if you will ever remember me, but I want you to know that I strangled myself with your rosery. My life was a pit so it was constantly full of darkness, so all I knew was to be obnoxious and heartless. I never listened but heard your voice when I cried myself to sleep, and I never talked to him in the sky because the stranger never speaked. So I hope you haply remember this when you wake up in cold sweats, because your face I will haply forget, now that I know my soul is haply at rest.

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May 25, 2011

May 25, 2011 at 6:46 PM UTC

george-ellison-1

You!...

When I am dead my dearest please don't show up to my grave, knowing that I have lived a life full of misbehave. Don't cry tears of joy but let them flow tears of hate living life trapped so I'm happy I escaped. You were the dead tree in the backyard that I punched when I was mad, then I grew up and began to punch dad. I don't give a **** if you will ever remember me, but I want you to know that I strangled myself with your rosery. My life was a pit so it was constantly full of darkness, so all I knew was to be obnoxious and heartless. I never listened but heard your voice when I cried myself to sleep, and I never talked to him in the sky because the stranger never speaked. So I hope you haply remember this when you wake up in cold sweats, because your face I will haply forget, now that I know my soul is haply at rest.

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My orbs has seen the sky and you said it was blindness. That my youth will distort my fate, I was speechless. I tried whispering my cries to your ears, I reached and it was honest. That once my soul speaked to me, That she knew who i was. You were squinting, more firm, more definite. You said my mind was like a plain, and 'twas cloudy. You told me to wait until its a clear day. I had to wait until its a clear day.

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Jan 16, 2019

Jan 16, 2019 at 9:25 PM UTC

Dawn_

Until the clearest day

My orbs has seen the sky and you said it was blindness. That my youth will distort my fate, I was speechless. I tried whispering my cries to your ears, I reached and it was honest. That once my soul speaked to me, That she knew who i was. You were squinting, more firm, more definite. You said my mind was like a plain, and 'twas cloudy. You told me to wait until its a clear day. I had to wait until its a clear day.

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I never understood, Why I was going through so much pain.. I was a absent minded, quiet boy who finally steped up and speaked, Got laughed at by all my peers, So I sat down, in defeat. Hypnotized in silence thinking about how words is now my number one fear. Sticks and stones may break your bones But words can NEVER hurt me ? It can crush you, maybe not physically Mentally, it felt like a heavy handed, boxer's punch Hitting my soul in the 1st round And he's down for the count. 1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7... 8... -I get pulled out of class before the bell rings. ©MH

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Aug 25, 2018

Aug 25, 2018 at 5:06 PM UTC

manuel-hutchinson-iii

The Talk. (Chapter 1)

I never understood, Why I was going through so much pain.. I was a absent minded, quiet boy who finally steped up and speaked, Got laughed at by all my peers, So I sat down, in defeat. Hypnotized in silence thinking about how words is now my number one fear. Sticks and stones may break your bones But words can NEVER hurt me ? It can crush you, maybe not physically Mentally, it felt like a heavy handed, boxer's punch Hitting my soul in the 1st round And he's down for the count. 1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7... 8... -I get pulled out of class before the bell rings. ©MH

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While secret angels watch my steps I walk inside a maze at night I've heard about an ancient myth excitement grows, so I turn right I find small cracks in glossy walls the maze it lights all by itself how could this be? Inside this cleft? I walk and wonder, then turn left. No, right it was, or how was this? I get confused by all this “same”, all cracked up walls, although in light I start to feel the loss of bliss. How could I think that this was smart! Or wait a minute - never did, just heard this myth and wanted more, it speaked all clear and bright to heart. And now, the longest passageway, in endless steps I walk again and maybe now I wished I stayed in velvet bed, escaped from rain. But here I am, oh well I might as well begin to find the trail I dreamt of clouds and ancient arts and in this room: I found The Grail. But now I heard this strangest noise a growl or something from within it was like screams from forest depths and I'm quite sure it's not my kin. I want to turn, to go back home, but all behind me stops to glow It's like I need to see and choose what's done is done, and now I know. So choice is made, I have to walk towards this creature in the night although the screams get to my bones, I walk with safe and loving light. Oh my, these walls! But finally! I get to see an end in sight, and now, this ends quite frightfully my meeting with the darkest night. And there it is, this beast of old it searches in the open air a beast like this with feet of mold with ***** smelly, ugly hair. It senses me, yes this I see, but now it's quiet as myself it's like it asks me of my plea it hurts and cries - like inner self. At end I dare to get it close, it's blind, it doesn't see me there, but oh, it senses and it knows and in its eye I see a tear. I touch its head, and then I feel, this growling deep inside of me a sorrow lost, I need to kneel I need to set this feeling free. And now the beast, it starts to glow, its eyes can see the sights again, and I feel inner peace and flow and heavy, healing, pouring rain. The secret angels reappear and give me smiles of warmth and love they free the beast from chain and snare and then return back to above. At last I stand, alone in maze I thought was meant for Holy Grail but all was test of inner praise of mind and body, although frail.

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Jul 12, 2018

Jul 12, 2018 at 9:37 AM UTC

cosmiclibrary

The Secret of The Ancient Maze

While secret angels watch my steps I walk inside a maze at night I've heard about an ancient myth excitement grows, so I turn right I find small cracks in glossy walls the maze it lights all by itself how could this be? Inside this cleft? I walk and wonder, then turn left. No, right it was, or how was this? I get confused by all this “same”, all cracked up walls, although in light I start to feel the loss of bliss. How could I think that this was smart! Or wait a minute - never did, just heard this myth and wanted more, it speaked all clear and bright to heart. And now, the longest passageway, in endless steps I walk again and maybe now I wished I stayed in velvet bed, escaped from rain. But here I am, oh well I might as well begin to find the trail I dreamt of clouds and ancient arts and in this room: I found The Grail. But now I heard this strangest noise a growl or something from within it was like screams from forest depths and I'm quite sure it's not my kin. I want to turn, to go back home, but all behind me stops to glow It's like I need to see and choose what's done is done, and now I know. So choice is made, I have to walk towards this creature in the night although the screams get to my bones, I walk with safe and loving light. Oh my, these walls! But finally! I get to see an end in sight, and now, this ends quite frightfully my meeting with the darkest night. And there it is, this beast of old it searches in the open air a beast like this with feet of mold with ***** smelly, ugly hair. It senses me, yes this I see, but now it's quiet as myself it's like it asks me of my plea it hurts and cries - like inner self. At end I dare to get it close, it's blind, it doesn't see me there, but oh, it senses and it knows and in its eye I see a tear. I touch its head, and then I feel, this growling deep inside of me a sorrow lost, I need to kneel I need to set this feeling free. And now the beast, it starts to glow, its eyes can see the sights again, and I feel inner peace and flow and heavy, healing, pouring rain. The secret angels reappear and give me smiles of warmth and love they free the beast from chain and snare and then return back to above. At last I stand, alone in maze I thought was meant for Holy Grail but all was test of inner praise of mind and body, although frail.

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open up the fidgerator door, drop the magnet that held the list and chores looked for the dog caught a whiff of the floor that little ***** **** on her delicate decour im house sitting now im wishing i can still make the move on you, making mac and cheese eating all of there food i brought you back here to impress hopin i could get under the covers even though i was under your dressed i sliced and chopped salads flopped and tossed **** i was just hoping our meals would exchange i made you gourmet mac cheese and ****** got lossed while talking to her made mixed drinks and flavors taught being thankful speaked more then r. kellys closet single

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Aug 3, 2014

Aug 3, 2014 at 6:48 PM UTC

zachary-2

the house siittter

open up the fidgerator door, drop the magnet that held the list and chores looked for the dog caught a whiff of the floor that little ***** **** on her delicate decour im house sitting now im wishing i can still make the move on you, making mac and cheese eating all of there food i brought you back here to impress hopin i could get under the covers even though i was under your dressed i sliced and chopped salads flopped and tossed **** i was just hoping our meals would exchange i made you gourmet mac cheese and ****** got lossed while talking to her made mixed drinks and flavors taught being thankful speaked more then r. kellys closet single

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These emotions i have for this girl thats not even mine. Its like im falling in love again for the very first time. I mean from the way that she walks to things that she talks' she knows exactly what to say to encourage and keep me in line. Now right now shes just a friend but god i HOPE for more. I mean is she the one o father' is this the blessing of women for me you've had in store. I mean she seems to have it all in order but has revealed to me shes is torn. When she comes around i know the wisdom will leak. When she comes around it is wisdom thats speaked. She is strong women of god a blessing from you to me. The fact that she still talks to me regardless of what she sees is something i cant put my finger on kuz she sees something in me. Our relationship is cool kuz not only is she beautiful she a friend too. So i ask you father let this relationship bear the fruit you intend it to kuz i cant keep chasing women nor do i want to! Am i overreacting to a little attention but the women ive described to you she fits the definition. Should i go for this girl i mean whats holding me back. Hours on the phone pillow talking like in high school she doesnt have to try her personality is just cool. I dont want to ruin the friendship i dont wanna express how i feel to soon. So maybe i should just sit back like before and just play it cool! Heart on my sleeve so its hard to keep these feelings inside. Play it cool i tell myself but i just wanna see if she feels the same. If she gets away and i never expressed how i felt it will only be me to blame.

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Feb 11, 2014

Feb 11, 2014 at 9:53 AM UTC

idealpoetry

play it cool

These emotions i have for this girl thats not even mine. Its like im falling in love again for the very first time. I mean from the way that she walks to things that she talks' she knows exactly what to say to encourage and keep me in line. Now right now shes just a friend but god i HOPE for more. I mean is she the one o father' is this the blessing of women for me you've had in store. I mean she seems to have it all in order but has revealed to me shes is torn. When she comes around i know the wisdom will leak. When she comes around it is wisdom thats speaked. She is strong women of god a blessing from you to me. The fact that she still talks to me regardless of what she sees is something i cant put my finger on kuz she sees something in me. Our relationship is cool kuz not only is she beautiful she a friend too. So i ask you father let this relationship bear the fruit you intend it to kuz i cant keep chasing women nor do i want to! Am i overreacting to a little attention but the women ive described to you she fits the definition. Should i go for this girl i mean whats holding me back. Hours on the phone pillow talking like in high school she doesnt have to try her personality is just cool. I dont want to ruin the friendship i dont wanna express how i feel to soon. So maybe i should just sit back like before and just play it cool! Heart on my sleeve so its hard to keep these feelings inside. Play it cool i tell myself but i just wanna see if she feels the same. If she gets away and i never expressed how i felt it will only be me to blame.

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you make me feel new truth is, we stole the moon when we kissed, it’s true your skin so smooth and my words like rusted roots i wish i could spoke i wish i speaked i wish i told it i wish i spoked i’m broken and weak and can only speak of my love for you in this drunken speech

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Nov 23, 2023

Nov 23, 2023 at 11:08 AM UTC

collin

words

you make me feel new truth is, we stole the moon when we kissed, it’s true your skin so smooth and my words like rusted roots i wish i could spoke i wish i speaked i wish i told it i wish i spoked i’m broken and weak and can only speak of my love for you in this drunken speech

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What's my right to say "I love you"? When you don't even believe it's true. What's my right to make you Happy? When I'm just making myself look silly. What is right? And what is left? What is right to say to be left away ? The only memory I had, Is the only thing I want so Bad. So tell me, what will be right, Words that are yet to be speaked? When I am almost tired and weak? Or. Us, being together at any time and place, No one to chase but Us, face to face.

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Feb 15, 2018

Feb 15, 2018 at 4:59 PM UTC

Swoosh

What Is Right?

What's my right to say "I love you"? When you don't even believe it's true. What's my right to make you Happy? When I'm just making myself look silly. What is right? And what is left? What is right to say to be left away ? The only memory I had, Is the only thing I want so Bad. So tell me, what will be right, Words that are yet to be speaked? When I am almost tired and weak? Or. Us, being together at any time and place, No one to chase but Us, face to face.

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