"windsheild" poems - Hello Poetry

Before today, I spent nights looking at the stars, and the moon, knowing that anywhere you were, you were also looking at the same sky I was. day after day knowing that no matter where the stars were in the sky you saw them too. No matter where the sun sat, you were looking too. Here we are, almost three months along and I look at the sky and all its stars and regret it all. Because no matter where you are, weather you be sober, or dazed and confused, strung out, or stressed out, behind the windsheild of your jeep you see the same thing I do but with through different eyes.

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Oct 17, 2015

Oct 17, 2015 at 5:08 AM UTC

lunanoctua

July 12th, 2015. 2:47 Am

Before today, I spent nights looking at the stars, and the moon, knowing that anywhere you were, you were also looking at the same sky I was. day after day knowing that no matter where the stars were in the sky you saw them too. No matter where the sun sat, you were looking too. Here we are, almost three months along and I look at the sky and all its stars and regret it all. Because no matter where you are, weather you be sober, or dazed and confused, strung out, or stressed out, behind the windsheild of your jeep you see the same thing I do but with through different eyes.

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Five Days In May They met in a hurricane Standing in the shelter out of the rain She tucked a note into his hand Later on they took his car Drove on down where the beaches are He wrote her name in the sand Never even let go of her hand Somehow they stayed that way For those five days in may Made all the stars around them shine Funny how you can look in vain Living on nerves and such sweet pain Loneliness that cuts so fine Find the face you've seen a thousand times Sometimes the world begins To set you up on your feet again And I know it wipes the tears from your eyes How will you ever know The way that circumstances go Always gonna hit you by surprise But I know my past And you were there In everything I've done You are the one......... Looking back it's hard to tell Why the stood while others fell Spend your life working it out All I know is one cloudy day They both just ran away Rain on the windsheild headed sound Oh she loved the lines around his mouth Sometimes the world begins To set you up on your feet again And I know it wipes the tears from your eyes How will you ever know The way that circumstances go Always gonna hit you by surprise But I know my past And you were there In everything I've done You are the one.........

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Apr 18, 2015

Apr 18, 2015 at 8:47 PM UTC

mike-essig

salamander crossing

Five Days In May They met in a hurricane Standing in the shelter out of the rain She tucked a note into his hand Later on they took his car Drove on down where the beaches are He wrote her name in the sand Never even let go of her hand Somehow they stayed that way For those five days in may Made all the stars around them shine Funny how you can look in vain Living on nerves and such sweet pain Loneliness that cuts so fine Find the face you've seen a thousand times Sometimes the world begins To set you up on your feet again And I know it wipes the tears from your eyes How will you ever know The way that circumstances go Always gonna hit you by surprise But I know my past And you were there In everything I've done You are the one......... Looking back it's hard to tell Why the stood while others fell Spend your life working it out All I know is one cloudy day They both just ran away Rain on the windsheild headed sound Oh she loved the lines around his mouth Sometimes the world begins To set you up on your feet again And I know it wipes the tears from your eyes How will you ever know The way that circumstances go Always gonna hit you by surprise But I know my past And you were there In everything I've done You are the one.........

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The morning air freezes in my lungs, My chest tightens My hands are too weak To hold the panic down, It rises up from the ground And wraps itself around my ribcage The cold has me exhausted And it's only November I need to stay focused now More pain is coming I take the frost on my windsheild Like a glaring warning: "Breathe now. This is the calm Before the storm" I feel like the mountains are laughing, They see what's coming before it Reaches us And they know how ill prepared We'll always be They think it's pretty funny, The heats up all the way But it's only circulating Bitter air In a tauntingly rhythmic Motion I am staring into blank space, Snow blind And shaking You are where the pavement is warm All year long, And no one ever asks You to feel their blue hand On your pale cheek bone So how do you know what Sorrow tastes like? Yeah, I've cried in the warm sun But it's a unique depression When it feels exactly like the whole coast is crying with you I let every call go to voicemail, I need more bad news like A hole in the throat This is when the overdoses Start to pile up My friends are broken I'm glad I never got there The cigarette in my hand Is shivering While I hold it out Into the elements, Unprotected It fights the stillness, The thickness, The grayness Of Almost-Winter With its small bit Of raging fire But it stands no chance And as soon as the center Gets damp, It starts to taste like cancer So I drop it over ice... Watch it try to follow my car, Watch it fail And extinguish Into the ground That reminds me I should really call you back But I'm so tired baby And sometimes Maintaining anything Feels pretty pointless The earth inhales, Kinda wheezes, It sounds too much like the last three gasps Of a dying man Do you know what it's like To be as tired as the day you're in? Days are never tired in the south You'll never know darkness like a northerner We can smell the bruises forming

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Nov 7, 2016

Nov 7, 2016 at 9:01 AM UTC

Unsentimental

Bruises Forming

The morning air freezes in my lungs, My chest tightens My hands are too weak To hold the panic down, It rises up from the ground And wraps itself around my ribcage The cold has me exhausted And it's only November I need to stay focused now More pain is coming I take the frost on my windsheild Like a glaring warning: "Breathe now. This is the calm Before the storm" I feel like the mountains are laughing, They see what's coming before it Reaches us And they know how ill prepared We'll always be They think it's pretty funny, The heats up all the way But it's only circulating Bitter air In a tauntingly rhythmic Motion I am staring into blank space, Snow blind And shaking You are where the pavement is warm All year long, And no one ever asks You to feel their blue hand On your pale cheek bone So how do you know what Sorrow tastes like? Yeah, I've cried in the warm sun But it's a unique depression When it feels exactly like the whole coast is crying with you I let every call go to voicemail, I need more bad news like A hole in the throat This is when the overdoses Start to pile up My friends are broken I'm glad I never got there The cigarette in my hand Is shivering While I hold it out Into the elements, Unprotected It fights the stillness, The thickness, The grayness Of Almost-Winter With its small bit Of raging fire But it stands no chance And as soon as the center Gets damp, It starts to taste like cancer So I drop it over ice... Watch it try to follow my car, Watch it fail And extinguish Into the ground That reminds me I should really call you back But I'm so tired baby And sometimes Maintaining anything Feels pretty pointless The earth inhales, Kinda wheezes, It sounds too much like the last three gasps Of a dying man Do you know what it's like To be as tired as the day you're in? Days are never tired in the south You'll never know darkness like a northerner We can smell the bruises forming

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I hope to be there by the morning, to see you in the sun. i love the heat brush past my windsheild. i know you'll be there, you'll say hello. you're smiling in love, we'll know by tonight. savannah, we sum up perfection like a handbook. we'll know more but, until then. baby, i spent my life wondering. wondeing when i'll find you. i need you to know that, everything makes sense when you're with me. savannah, walk out to the country evening, the sea breeze brushes your hair to the side of your neck. all these feelings that are so hard to find, are just there. believe me, we'll know my tonight. but until then, goodbye, savannah.

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Jun 11, 2015

Jun 11, 2015 at 2:18 AM UTC

unending-thoughts

Savannah

I hope to be there by the morning, to see you in the sun. i love the heat brush past my windsheild. i know you'll be there, you'll say hello. you're smiling in love, we'll know by tonight. savannah, we sum up perfection like a handbook. we'll know more but, until then. baby, i spent my life wondering. wondeing when i'll find you. i need you to know that, everything makes sense when you're with me. savannah, walk out to the country evening, the sea breeze brushes your hair to the side of your neck. all these feelings that are so hard to find, are just there. believe me, we'll know my tonight. but until then, goodbye, savannah.

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I wish you could flash high beams from tail lights so that u can tell the ******* behind you to turn off their high beams I wish my headphones were invisible I wish my acne was invisible I wish I was invisible Aren’t I? The salt hurts your eyes when you try to tell the elephant to get off of your chest He walked in with a maroon vest and pretended to help as she reached for the top shelf in hopes of an antibiotic buzz Fuzz surrounds my memories to hide the ugly parts You pushed me around in a shopping cart and I forgot that I had legs I spent my high school years inside of song lyrics tapping kegs Taylor wrote about a forgotten egg You have to be known to be forgotten Mr knott says cotton will **** you I just wish the blues were still blue I’ll stop rhyming now It’s not how I plan, what its made to become My mind finds the next line hidden in the last one I don’t make sense and i’m not having fun I wish pencils were still made of led “God ****** laura dever” you said “It should have been you” I wish i️t was me too I’m done living in suburban blues I’m done living without you 19 days to be exact, a 17 day panic attack It’s always easy to know where i’m at A final goodbye, the sky turned red to warn us of what was already done Trees attacked the public and it seems im the only one That wasn’t afraid to die A red warning waited in the sky It took place of the rainbow and watched me tell my last lie “Please forget about me, goodbye” Mother nature cried, she was finally on my side My broken windsheild wipers weren’t doing well Through the rain it was still easy to tell Something’s been missing from me for awhile Call 927-6289 if you happen to find my smile

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May 29, 2018

May 29, 2018 at 12:56 PM UTC

VQdev

Rhyming is Said to Remedy Anything

I wish you could flash high beams from tail lights so that u can tell the ******* behind you to turn off their high beams I wish my headphones were invisible I wish my acne was invisible I wish I was invisible Aren’t I? The salt hurts your eyes when you try to tell the elephant to get off of your chest He walked in with a maroon vest and pretended to help as she reached for the top shelf in hopes of an antibiotic buzz Fuzz surrounds my memories to hide the ugly parts You pushed me around in a shopping cart and I forgot that I had legs I spent my high school years inside of song lyrics tapping kegs Taylor wrote about a forgotten egg You have to be known to be forgotten Mr knott says cotton will **** you I just wish the blues were still blue I’ll stop rhyming now It’s not how I plan, what its made to become My mind finds the next line hidden in the last one I don’t make sense and i’m not having fun I wish pencils were still made of led “God ****** laura dever” you said “It should have been you” I wish i️t was me too I’m done living in suburban blues I’m done living without you 19 days to be exact, a 17 day panic attack It’s always easy to know where i’m at A final goodbye, the sky turned red to warn us of what was already done Trees attacked the public and it seems im the only one That wasn’t afraid to die A red warning waited in the sky It took place of the rainbow and watched me tell my last lie “Please forget about me, goodbye” Mother nature cried, she was finally on my side My broken windsheild wipers weren’t doing well Through the rain it was still easy to tell Something’s been missing from me for awhile Call 927-6289 if you happen to find my smile

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This is not what I expected it’s been a blurry haze since you injected your mistake in me now i’m infected with what I love to hate a new neglected side of me.. she’s kinda hectic. I feel the dizzy before I spin and dear, I’ve lost my head again These walls don’t it know, but they’ll crash. What was once a home is now trap. These feelings that won’t go, are not changing. My heart’s beating so hard that it’s breaking down again. A loves gone loveless for far to long so sick with sadness what went so wrong? and all I know, when the phone rings I will leave after the tone someone hear me! I’m starting to think that i’m alone! Is someone near me or am I still own on my own? I can’t see real clearly but it looks like it’s the end of the road can’t get a grip i’m loosing stearing and now i’ve completely lost control I can’t stop no brakes no gearing windsheild’s bursting lights knocked out guess this is goodbye my sweet last hope.

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May 1, 2016

May 1, 2016 at 5:43 PM UTC

rachel-redwine

Head on collision

This is not what I expected it’s been a blurry haze since you injected your mistake in me now i’m infected with what I love to hate a new neglected side of me.. she’s kinda hectic. I feel the dizzy before I spin and dear, I’ve lost my head again These walls don’t it know, but they’ll crash. What was once a home is now trap. These feelings that won’t go, are not changing. My heart’s beating so hard that it’s breaking down again. A loves gone loveless for far to long so sick with sadness what went so wrong? and all I know, when the phone rings I will leave after the tone someone hear me! I’m starting to think that i’m alone! Is someone near me or am I still own on my own? I can’t see real clearly but it looks like it’s the end of the road can’t get a grip i’m loosing stearing and now i’ve completely lost control I can’t stop no brakes no gearing windsheild’s bursting lights knocked out guess this is goodbye my sweet last hope.

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It was witching hour three sheets to the wind and a blinding high beam now spinning out of control into a ditch contorting cemetery fencing around the windsheild at windpipe height and I think to myself, "That's almost poetic."

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Jun 29, 2017

Jun 29, 2017 at 9:40 AM UTC

Llarson

Negligent Operation

It was witching hour three sheets to the wind and a blinding high beam now spinning out of control into a ditch contorting cemetery fencing around the windsheild at windpipe height and I think to myself, "That's almost poetic."

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The sound of rain hits my ears As we drive through the wind The drops of water crowding the windscreen And a sad song is playing on the radio And all I can think about is you But you aren’t hear anymore You were taken away And now you are an angel And the rain could be All of earths angels crying And the clouds Show all the emotions That cant be expressed And a tear rolled down my cheek Because I miss you And I blended right in with the rain And I wondered what you were thinking about Do you miss me too? Do I cross your mind? Memories surround me Rain is so sentimental Just staring of into the distance Gets you thinking About the past Every raindrop is filled with memories And pain And hurt And they covered the windsheild And started to fall really hard And they all just hit me at once And I buried each raindrop Deep in my heart Where I could hold you close Forever, Until we meet again But for now I’ll always be thinking of you Especially in those long rainy drives.

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Jul 14, 2018

Jul 14, 2018 at 10:00 AM UTC

Sadsalt

Long drives

The sound of rain hits my ears As we drive through the wind The drops of water crowding the windscreen And a sad song is playing on the radio And all I can think about is you But you aren’t hear anymore You were taken away And now you are an angel And the rain could be All of earths angels crying And the clouds Show all the emotions That cant be expressed And a tear rolled down my cheek Because I miss you And I blended right in with the rain And I wondered what you were thinking about Do you miss me too? Do I cross your mind? Memories surround me Rain is so sentimental Just staring of into the distance Gets you thinking About the past Every raindrop is filled with memories And pain And hurt And they covered the windsheild And started to fall really hard And they all just hit me at once And I buried each raindrop Deep in my heart Where I could hold you close Forever, Until we meet again But for now I’ll always be thinking of you Especially in those long rainy drives.

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