"stanger" poems
Wondering how
you can fall in love,
with a stranger.
Head over heels,
butterflies,
and love
at first sight.
The problem
with falling in love
with a stranger,
they don't feel the same.
To them you
are just
a stranger,
a random person
they met one day
in december.
Falling into
one sided love,
with a stanger.
Jan 1, 2015
Jan 1, 2015 at 3:59 PM UTC
You think you know love when you feel your stomach filled with butterflies.
You think nothing is the same once you feel them fly.
But one day you'll know love.
Although those butterflies will die.
They'll be replaced with little kicks
That turn into a freshly mopped floor covered in tiny muddy footprints.
True love is slow to anger.
And it's crazy how your little one is part you and part someone once a stranger.
With whom you now share a heart.
That lives outside your body,
adorable and smart.
Now imagine, another little one your lover brought to you. Part him and part stranger but the Stanger isn't you.
Imagine, if you can,
You love them both the same.
Such perfect little boys
They will bring you many joys.
But also much pain.
Sometimes it feels like a push and a shove.
But I promise you one day,
you will know love.
It will not sound like the "I love you"
That your mother used to say.
Or any of the sweet lies from before she gave you away.
Or the love HE tried to show you when he snuck into your little bed.
It won't feel like any
untruth that he put into your head.
You won't make your parents mistakes
Because these boys were sent to you from your Father from above.
So even when the thought shakes you,
Don't be scared to love.
© copyrighted Nicole Ann Sandoval
Jul 18, 2016
Jul 18, 2016 at 1:43 AM UTC
You’re violent to yourself,
You always put yourself in danger,
It doesn’t matter how deep you cut,
So what if I’m a stranger.
I don’t know you,
I shouldn’t even care,
I don’t know how you feel,
I was never there.
To live life in your shoes,
So who am I to say,
To stop all this ********
That you’re going the wrong way.
Well I’m just a stranger,
Willing to be your friend,
Just stop and listen,
I’m not here for pretend.
I’m here to help you out,
Out of this life you hate,
I want to show you,
That life can be great.
—Thomas James Written on December 6, 2011
Dec 6, 2011
Dec 6, 2011 at 8:28 PM UTC
Why do I seem invisible to some people?
I'm right next to you so why am I not even minded?
I used to get stared at horribly but now I'm not even seen
I got these people that have known me for years behind me
What a relief? I wish.
They pretend they don't know me
I guess they feel I'm not needed
Which isn't really far from the truth
I'm useless
I'm hopeless
All my dreams have expired
All I have is a blank future to go towards
A dark blank future which will sooner or later be all filled with sadness to run into
These new "friends" that I have are not really "friends" are they? They all have their own plans, their friends that they have grown with
I'm just a stanger that gets told "hi" like once a day
Why ever would I mean anything to those people?
Im just here wasting some space that could be used another person that could be born and respected unlike me
If I have no values, no friends, and no people to go to then why don't I just leave?
I don't have anything to live for then I might as well give up
I gave up on my dreams along time ago, the sky will now forever be dark
I won't have anything to look forward to and forever my dream at finding someone that could be by my side will forever be buried and left from my mind
Nov 20, 2017
Nov 20, 2017 at 1:12 PM UTC
i can feel your stare
while you lean up against the pole
of the noisy subway
you've got battered up sneakers
and slightly messy hair
you're pretending to look at your phone
as if it is more interesting than my face
you'd like to be in my presence
yet the driving force of the train
stops you all together.
the lady overhead announces your stop,
and i look up at you once again
you make me think that you'll stay for the next stop
until you slip out of my sight at the last second
before the doors close shut.
Jan 4, 2019
Jan 4, 2019 at 2:01 PM UTC
**Passing stone walls after work
as I walk slowly past them
I get to my destination
but my destiny keeps leaving me
hurt and lost to find virtue again
I put time in days
and my days in time suspension
where void lives in caves
caved in the soul of my feet
so I turn the corner leading to home
I fallow the staircase
up to my dislocated space
where the air lives like a stanger
and my laundry is my floor matt
... the walls cave in
No matter where I go
I still end up in that bed
where I made to lay in it
sulk till my sheets blanket stars
and the moon's glow is no more
I heard them stories of lonlyness
I seen chin's touching chest
and eyes never seeing skies
where ever home may be
their beds solid as concrete
Butterflies are out my window
full of color and dance
but I won't let them in
I had many in my stomach
to replace what could have been
I lay still like... stupid
livid in this small junction
between me and the night
pulling and pushing the venom
making me sick in my demise
wrapped in a calamity
blanketed in cimmerian shade,
I am swimming in moonshine
choking on narcotics
I can't stay in this bed anymore
every piece of me dies.**
©MaddHatterQueen
Feb 9, 2018
Feb 9, 2018 at 6:00 PM UTC
I received it in a letter
with gold parchment prints
I ink my fingertips just a little longer
To hear divine disciples moking
Chanting raspy chatters for a foul stanger with mistaken steps
Steps that leave prints on blackened sand littered with promises of another scam
I dont believe anything that comes from envelopes
Because return addresses from Hades makes me lose all hope
patience becomes shredded to petty pieces peeked through a microscope
If you look a little closer you'll see this life is quite like a kliedoscope
Because were like rockstars with crucifixes
Just diguised as normal folk
May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 12:50 PM UTC
Materialism, reject it
Consumerism, constrict it
Minimalism, seek it.
Abandon the crowd, become the laughing stock.
Insults and mockery flow through the flock.
Your freed soul a harsh reminder
that they are chained by desire.
Enter a Stanger, leave a stranger.
Do not dare to even take a sip.
You are one, part and whole.
Complete from outside and within.
In your oneness seek him.
Apr 28, 2020
Apr 28, 2020 at 9:41 AM UTC
Mind is always silent;
nightmares in and around
Body speaks a lot;
lightening in and out
volume is low
word is mute
understanding
is better;
knowing is worst;
be a stranger
of your own.
By Williamsji Maveli
Email:[email protected]
Dec 17, 2012
Dec 17, 2012 at 11:26 AM UTC
I know exactly
when I fell in love with him
It was at my sisters engagement party
I was weeping
I suppose I was jealous of my sister.
She had all that I did not.
No one was in sight
no one cares for me
well not beyond ******* me,
not for me, really
The fiancees best friend was a ****
he put the moves on me.
Another anonymous ****
I thought.
I like your smell
are you wearing, my sin.
How ******* cheesy.
No, I hate perfume, I said,
I know you You Have a reputation
you would **** anything in a skirt.
I still like your smell he said.
And I wanted to believe it
I guess I was lonely
I slept with him.
God **** him,
it was sweet.
A couple of months later
I was pregnant, in the club
Up the spout,
Blasted into matterity
by a guided muscle.
But he just said, Oh ****
and asked to marry me.
I said are you crazy
He said
yes i'm crazy about you.
At the wedding he sang
A love song to me in Spanish
He learned ******* Spanish,
He had a horrible voice.
But it was the most beautiful thing
I have ever heard
so ******* beautiful.
When our daughter was born
he was the doting father.
He worshipped her
but he made me
feel like never before.
I loved him..
That womanizing *******
That treated me like gold.
He had stolen my heart.
Six years later
we have three kids now
I think he is probably
the best father
that ever was
But to me
He is the light,
that causes
my life to shine.
Sep 29, 2018
Sep 29, 2018 at 10:45 PM UTC
We walk pass and lock eyes
Ask ourselves if we know this guy
No? Pass on by.
Jun 29, 2018
Jun 29, 2018 at 8:04 PM UTC
He came out of nowhere, I never even saw it coming.
The smile he wore seemed so genuine
No matter how much i resisted
how much i distanced myself
I found myself being pulled in.
every word he spoke
Every text he sent
Every call we had
Everything seemed perfect.
It was as if an angel had fallen from the sky and right into my lap
I was weary of this gorgeous stranger
My heart had been shattered too many times
I’ve been left to pick up the pieces all on my own
Only to let, yet another shatter my fragile heart.
I kept my wall up and my guards on high alert
With every word, he chipped at the wall I had built so high
With every smile, my guard was lowered bit by bit
Until finally, I let my guard down
I tore down what was remaining of my wall.
All so that he could love my broken shards back to one.
I let myself get attached to him
I let him hold the shards of my fragile heart in his hands
I let him know my pain, my laughter and my love.
The moment he knew I had fallen for him, a gorgeous stanger.
He ran, leaving my fragile heart to shatter once again.
Leaving the wall I had built so carefully tarnished in the rubble.
Just as quickly and mysterious as he had arrived, was just how quick and mysterious he had left.
May 17, 2018
May 17, 2018 at 1:55 AM UTC
Your body's wearing thin
Your hearts hanging by a string
You thought you'd take a leap
Off of the ledge
Now your clinging to the edge
Only by a thread
And everything you thought you are
Feels different than before
Can't seem to figure out what's changed
I'm a stranger to myself
Thought that was unlikely
Thought I'd always understand me
But then again I've never been understanding
Just a little demanding
Expecting too much of myself
Trying to compare myself
to everybody else
Look at the mess your in
Look at where you've been
Yeah let's go to hell and back
You need help
But asking was something you lacked
Now looking back,
I should have had some trust
In the ones, I loved
Instead, I thought I could deal
with everything
on my own
Only to end up all alone
Can't seem to figure out what's changed
I'm a stranger to myself
Thought that was unlikely
Thought I'd always understand me
But then again I've never been understanding
Just a little demanding
Expecting too much of myself
Trying to compare myself
to everybody else
Oh my own mind is my cell
All these thoughts are my hell
And now your losing yourself
Following the trends of everybody else
Just be who you are
Be who you wanna be
Don't be somebody else
Don't sacrifice your originality
Just take a moment to see
You were created perfectly
Down to every fault and flaw
Down to every mistake you made
Because they made you who you are today
Can't seem to figure out what's changed
I'm a stranger to myself
Thought that was unlikely
Thought I'd always understand me
But then again I've never been understanding
Just a little demanding
Expecting too much of myself
Trying to compare myself
to everybody else
©2017 Written By Benji James
Dec 20, 2017
Dec 20, 2017 at 4:40 AM UTC
The elusive masks strikes again
A faceless man, no end in sight nowhere to begin
Stanger unto himself, a twist of lucicrously lurking around the corner.
Broken records playing to the march of his feet
A down and out shoe nothing left to lose
Shakey hands pressed on his face
He thinks of the void within
Hoping to be captured like a screenshot
but fate slips through his hands as he forgot.
Jan 14, 2017
Jan 14, 2017 at 7:06 AM UTC
music is my only caress
they say im too young to desire so strong
i say they're too old to remember
how the passion burns inside you
and then the anger
when you realize how impossible it is
im too small and too tangled in expectations
to be held by a stanger
Feb 24, 2018
Feb 24, 2018 at 1:52 AM UTC
Strangers again
10 unseen text massages
"I missed you"
"I hope you have a good day"
"I love you"
Your morning texts
buzzed my pocket phone
With such excitement
A chain of massages
That told a story..
You thought of me
7 unseen text messages
1 missed called
"Am going for lunch should I bring you anything?"
"Sorry I called you by accident"
"I love you"
I drew strength from the spontaneous
Phone calls
Just to see how I was doing
Even though I replied
Just a minute ago
That I was fine
You cared about me
5 missed calls
1 unseen text message
"I am sorry"
Th turning point
It happened too fast
For either one of us to react
Like a wrecking ball
It all fell apart
We were no longer friends
0 missed calls
No text massages
"We don't talk anymore"
That silly song played
On the airwaves
The lyrics spoke about us
As they ripped open
Memories of you
"Olivia beck"
Now just a name on the contact list
A stanger that was once my whole world
No words spoken
No love shown
Just memories of time spent.
Oct 8, 2018
Oct 8, 2018 at 3:02 AM UTC
In the beginning it was a fairy tale, I was his princess and he was my Prince. As time progressed i was no longer able to see the sun shine.
I felt trapped inside a house of bricks, keeping me away from home. It Forced me to lose my ability to speak, i felt estranged from the outside world, unable to interact.
I become an alien, a stanger. It stole my capability to live life to the fullest.
It took me away my freedom and robed the feeling of security and replaced it with all consuming fear fear.
I lost my confidence and became an empty vessel. Jealousy consumed me and left me in a world of hurt.
Love hurt me and left me with bruises. But i found my strength to fight, to ask for help and to be set free from tbe ******* i found myself in.
Life is only but a second in eternity.
Baby steps I told myself, learning to trust and love again...
Jan 14, 2018
Jan 14, 2018 at 2:31 PM UTC
Oh darling, why do you spend so much time making sure they'll know how "different" you are?
Do you think that makes them love you? Really baby we both know better than that.
Cuz all those time you feel left out, made fun of or just a stanger in your own life...
You blame them for the statement you've created yourself.
Nobody could have ever forced you to be like this, this is on you ***
May 13, 2016
May 13, 2016 at 2:00 PM UTC