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"toughts" poems
You are so **** pretty I just want to say That you manage to charm me Every single day With your bronze skin And caramel eyes Your short hair And irresistable smile Your lips so plump I want bite when I kiss Your full ******* And thick hips Every part of you could be a poem And every word you say a verse But I could never do it justice Less so when you smile at me and play with my hair I feel fuzzy when I touch you And my lips crack a smile I want to stick to you forever Your hugs are so **** warm And lock our hands together When our fingers intertwine They seem to match eachother One made for the others grasp And I want to trap time in a bottle That my love for you may never die But I´ll settle for a poem Titled with my toughts for you when you ask me "Why are you looking at me like that?"
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Oct 31, 2018
Oct 31, 2018 at 4:21 PM UTC
You are so pretty
Between day and night my thoughts are dreaming themselves to you. Blurry colors a sky in pastel. Toughts are spinning around. Confused. About this hopeless hope. beleaguering my heart. beleaguering my mind.
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Sep 6, 2015
Sep 6, 2015 at 2:48 PM UTC
Hopeless Hope
In a world expecting perfect I do have a few defect Am not a gadget Emotions and life has its effect Impulsive actions iam imperfect Failed a few times toughts defect Mistakes in life doth reflect In society a neglect A life being imperfect Accepting the defect Let go of the neglect With love and care to reflect Life perfect in imperfect
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May 23, 2016
May 23, 2016 at 2:25 AM UTC
Imperfect
The bad world If you walk in a road If you want someone to help Asking him for address He may answer you with bless The most looking with soreness He thought that you are bad Dishonest He saw you are the worst Or he might be avaricious. He was worry to say welcome As he counted with small thing He might tie his hands Not to be enter in his sinus He may be poor and had nothing . But he must had the hoping And big smile as it was said Smile at me and I want nothing. He might be a thief and plan badly He wanted to steal you even your money is needed the toughts of the worst increased .
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Sep 29, 2018
Sep 29, 2018 at 1:51 AM UTC
the bad world
we don't speak no more, except for in my dreams you're there. we don't see each other no more, except for in my memories you're there. we don't care no more, except for secretly in my heart, for you i care. you in my mind, kept me up at night. the cause of my everyday sleepless nights. the toughts of you as i hug my pillow tight. makes me miss you more, nothing ever feels right. your smile have always made me shy. making butterflies flap their wings in my tummy, that's no lie. you look at me, eyes sparkle right at me. i wish you'd see how mine did too, as i bashfully looked away slowly. if ever you know what's going on in my mind, and what i have for you in my heart.
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Jul 28, 2016
Jul 28, 2016 at 6:15 AM UTC
when the night changes
My head is full with toughts                                       of you, Your touch I feel it still,                        your kisses too. I wish that all would stay                                    like this. Not more, not less, just simple                                     Bliss.
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Mar 14, 2019
Mar 14, 2019 at 6:50 AM UTC
Morning view
My mind got wrapped into a spell Entwisted by two hands And slowly, my resistance fell Into a man’s presence My toughts began to twist and spin Into thin fingers touch And faster, I’m entangling Into a frantic clutch Out of two dark, abyssal eyne I drew new force and energy And realised I can’t decline A kind of curiousity And fled myself into a vibe Both flustering and soothing Until I found myself beside A control I confide
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Feb 1, 2019
Feb 1, 2019 at 1:30 PM UTC
Perfect Control
Creations. Delete Friends. Delete Toughts. Delete Feelings. Delete Life. Delete
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Apr 2, 2019
Apr 2, 2019 at 4:00 AM UTC
D E L E T E
All of your words i still remember, All the sweet toughts you told me, All the lies you said, All the scars that you made, But i still fall for you with the broken pieces of my heart. You might not remember me, but i still remember the way you breathe.
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Jan 24, 2016
Jan 24, 2016 at 4:34 PM UTC
Still into you
zeus woud be proud to have him not even his self-sufficiency would win sweet eyes and a glass of gin baby you made me scream shall we love the ones that destroy our hearts like a toy and celebrate full of joy or shall we hate the ones that smile at our broken and fragile soul as a sparkle but it's complicated when they have both sides thats why he colides with me in my toughts
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Dec 27, 2014
Dec 27, 2014 at 2:34 AM UTC
sweet but bitter
my thoughts my infinity thoughts grasp grasp at my soul and tear it apart my thoughts my infinity toughts wrench wrench at my soul and tear it apart my thoughts my infinity thoughts tear tear at my soul and destroy me my thoughts my infinity thoughts grasp my soul and tear it away from sanity
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Sep 28, 2013
Sep 28, 2013 at 2:13 PM UTC
MY THOUGHTS
Tired of the toughts, tired of the fight The drugs win out again to night Please don't look, I'm such a frightful sight At lest I didn't give in To those haunting voices again I guess I can count that as a win Now I'll just lay here feeling nothing but numb In my cranium there starts a hums That soon turns into sounds of drums That will soon lure me to sleep So my secrets I can keep With the drugs I can bury them deep
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Mar 21, 2016
Mar 21, 2016 at 10:47 AM UTC
Thoughts
Walking through the hall ways through  the park through the streets no one says anything.. nothing.. look around and ask can't i be happy? everyone else is happy free from shackles that bind there heart  but the shackles on mine forever tightening squeezing like a nuse  around the neck of the Lonely falling into this world after pleading for help but left alone to the point of not having anyone to turn to. Broken  standing on the pedestal looking around screaming out to the world can't i be happy. The golden pestastal they stand on they feel like the spot lights on them  for once everyone looking at them they feel like the false idols that we so sheepishly adore the ones that cause us to be unfaithful to the ones that we love and most care about the idols that scream about killing men and women our fellow brothers and sisters with the movement of a finger... one finger.... it can causes so much pain just like one step. One step off of that golden pedestal that causes the world around to crumble into nothingness  The same pain that's felt from the slip of of a finger caused with one step... One step.. Now imagine if we were to take that one inch that one step backwards to take the time to look at our fellow brothers and sisters to ask are you ok? Can I help you? Do you need  to talk... to care for someone else as much as you care for yourself to look at someone and say I'm going to make there day today. But it's to hard to do that. All anyone needs to do is decide. How they'll take there next step. #sweetlies
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Oct 19, 2014
Oct 19, 2014 at 3:18 PM UTC
last toughts
Walking through the hall ways through  the park through the streets no one says anything.. nothing.. look around and ask can't i be happy? everyone else is happy free from shackles that bind there heart  but the shackles on mine forever tightening squeezing like a nuse  around the neck of the Lonely falling into this world after pleading for help but left alone to the point of not having anyone to turn to. Broken  standing on the pedestal looking around screaming out to the world can't i be happy. The golden pestastal they stand on they feel like the spot lights on them  for once everyone looking at them they feel like the false idols that we so sheepishly adore the ones that cause us to be unfaithful to the ones that we love and most care about the idols that scream about killing men and women our fellow brothers and sisters with the movement of a finger... one finger.... it can causes so much pain just like one step. One step off of that golden pedestal that causes the world around to crumble into nothingness  The same pain that's felt from the slip of of a finger caused with one step... One step.. Now imagine if we were to take that one inch that one step backwards to take the time to look at our fellow brothers and sisters to ask are you ok? Can I help you? Do you need  to talk... to care for someone else as much as you care for yourself to look at someone and say I'm going to make there day today. But it's to hard to do that. All anyone needs to do is decide. How they'll take there next step. #sweetlies
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i feel like no one gets me no one cares how i feel no one cares about my feelings toughts or anything else i do hell no one would care if i died tonight no one woud turly miss me why is it when i feel happy everyone makes me unhappy all over again i feel used i feel like i will never win the race when will it all just stop why dont i feel normal and why wont this pain go away so i can feel okay inside for once okay inside for once
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Oct 24, 2017
Oct 24, 2017 at 12:47 PM UTC
Okay Inside For Once
Sleepless nights fills my desires to fight this Demented life of battles . swords with Kryptonite. Ashes to shadows. Every direction I look theirs someone to dismantle. Dragon spitting flames. Hot enough to  Melt the rains.A roar that leaves your bones rattled. Darkness over towers those who falls limitless to power or who opposed the handle . It's the last flicker of a candle as the hour lingers helplessly on. Every right is misplaced by wrong. Distorted Visions, All time Heights of superstitions. Mentally intense missions. To over come these dimensions Is to over come the decisions. So every choice matters when life seems to get devoured. Never turn your back and coward . The sun grows brighter as your strength grows mighter. . All the time u spend   Sins after sins adds up in the end.  Your visions goes blurry before it clears again. Your foes scary as the tears blows away in the Wind. For those who criticize. Solidify the situation by intercepting pure determination. Tune the station trough meditation. see the light at end of the tunal Just before the iritation stettles your rust turns into medal. Incapacitated toughts rips through the knots. Got to focus before the brain dies and rots. Don't roll the dice. Pay the price. For its a low cost to gain the lost. Turning sorrows into delights. The roads we take to control the stakes will leave you emotionally awake. If your tomb stone could speak you as well wouldn't sleep. No need to be discrete. Fill the nights skys with screams. Terrifying the weak. Warnings of the  horror that creeps through the sheets. All the pain that follows makes it hard to swollow. Need coals to carry on. Need souls to barrow.
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Mar 14, 2018
Mar 14, 2018 at 9:39 PM UTC
Lifes a battle
Sleepless nights fills my desires to fight this Demented life of battles . swords with Kryptonite. Ashes to shadows. Every direction I look theirs someone to dismantle. Dragon spitting flames. Hot enough to  Melt the rains.A roar that leaves your bones rattled. Darkness over towers those who falls limitless to power or who opposed the handle . It's the last flicker of a candle as the hour lingers helplessly on. Every right is misplaced by wrong. Distorted Visions, All time Heights of superstitions. Mentally intense missions. To over come these dimensions Is to over come the decisions. So every choice matters when life seems to get devoured. Never turn your back and coward . The sun grows brighter as your strength grows mighter. . All the time u spend   Sins after sins adds up in the end.  Your visions goes blurry before it clears again. Your foes scary as the tears blows away in the Wind. For those who criticize. Solidify the situation by intercepting pure determination. Tune the station trough meditation. see the light at end of the tunal Just before the iritation stettles your rust turns into medal. Incapacitated toughts rips through the knots. Got to focus before the brain dies and rots. Don't roll the dice. Pay the price. For its a low cost to gain the lost. Turning sorrows into delights. The roads we take to control the stakes will leave you emotionally awake. If your tomb stone could speak you as well wouldn't sleep. No need to be discrete. Fill the nights skys with screams. Terrifying the weak. Warnings of the  horror that creeps through the sheets. All the pain that follows makes it hard to swollow. Need coals to carry on. Need souls to barrow.
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Fleeting sensuous-toughts of you overtake me at the most inopportune times, like in the checkout line, I think about your fineness, how you love to greet me at the door & hold yourself up like that, against the wall for more change she asks & I stand there bewildered, the cashier holding her arm out, palm up, for the correct dollar amount of your love.
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Sep 3, 2014
Sep 3, 2014 at 10:17 AM UTC
I Think About You At Inopportune Moments
What is your happy place? A person? An animal? Your family or friends? An actual place? For me is an ilussion Something made up Non existing I scape trought my toughts and fantasies Im with my love Hes happy. Happier than he has ever been. He had tons of issues Anxiety, depression, lonelines ...emptyness Just to say a few... He's showing me that IT DOES GETS BETTER His smile is unique. Pure. He's not in the void anymore He's happy. And I'm happy when I'm with him. It's amazing how something unreal can free you for a while Then you remember the real world A ****** up world A world without him And you try to fight back the reality and be strong for yourself and others You keep holding on until you feel that it is getting better And you are finally free
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Jan 27, 2019
Jan 27, 2019 at 8:41 PM UTC
An ilussion
I'm feeling like there is no air left to breath Like i'm drowning in a bottle full of tears Like my heart is screaming for a break Like my head is a 24/7 party with bad toughts$ Like i'm searching for the one ant in the wood Like i'm drawing with color but turns black on the paper Like i'm reaching for hope but it always take a step back so i can never reach it Like i would die but no one notices because i'm the one who everyone thinks "she will make it" Will i make it?
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Jul 29, 2022
Jul 29, 2022 at 3:23 PM UTC
Drowning
My second name My brand My poems My mess My toughts My feelings My life T R A S H
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Jul 13, 2019
Jul 13, 2019 at 3:27 AM UTC
Trash
The worst part of trying to forget you, Is that every step is always a reminder. I hope someday my toughts will break through And reach for your heart, if I can find her.
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Dec 6, 2018
Dec 6, 2018 at 5:06 AM UTC
Unnecesary moments
Things i want to say to you but i hold back. And the toughts dont give me any slack One thought one emotion rules till the end I must forever and always remain your friend But those demons at the back of my brain Those are monsters i juat cant train I ignore them always as best i can But deep deep down i wish you could be my man I know your getting married and i wont stand in your way Just know ill be here for you any and every day
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Aug 17, 2018
Aug 17, 2018 at 3:52 AM UTC
Staying friends is the most important
If the day seems A longing A wish for the sun to shine A throat to deal with red wine A prayer for God to make This day not be your deadline. Sighs, Breathings, Or maybe suffocatings Might feel the place If the day seems A crying The time is running And your toughts are escalating From your inner they are Smearing on your face As they harden your skin And pervade your way. Whatever the day seems to you It is another day Another battle, Another sad day Remember! Another happy and fun day Remember.
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Nov 8, 2018
Nov 8, 2018 at 2:00 PM UTC
If the day