#perspective poems on Hello Poetry

Rubianne Foster 1d

The pain my heart has felt is a blessing.
Each time I cry for what used to be
is just proof that love comes easily
As grief washes over,
I’m grateful for the way
This song sounds different, but the lyrics the same
Imagine a love
That can change your perspective
It’s selfish to think
You’re worthy to keep something so great.

Miss u Gabby

#grief #loss #love #perspective

Chloe Dec 10

“nearly broken strings”

It always sounds much better in an empty room
where the smell of leather sticks like a perfume
and the deficit of attention drowns the thought of you

Some place where perspective changes the view
of the perpetual puzzle that takes pieces of you,
and they are aged and altered into something new

The room with a sink, floors tiled, and empty walls,
where you wash your face and you dry it off,
now home to nearly broken strings
echoing
with words only important to me

#music #musician #art #perspective #aging #change #words #poetry

Kundai N Dec 5

Simple truths

Simple words are spoken, wise or foolish too,
Laughter or scorn, the listener's point of view.

Wisdom from simple lips, a paradox to share,
Dismissed by the wise, with no one to care.

Experts watch with critical eyes,
Foolishness implied, in simple surprise.

Let us beware, of biases we hold,
And wisdom's sources, where'er they unfold.

#wisdom #paradox #simplicity #perspective #insight

Maha Feb 2019

Spine

I felt something different today.
Sturdy and straight, it held my head up higher than anything had before.
Everything around me was in shambles, but I.
Not even a Redwood or Sequoia could surpass my height.
Today I grew.
I walk with a new purpose in my step.
I grew a spine today.

#freeverse #life #growth #chance #perspective

Joe Netti Nov 22

Stoic Haikus

Take what's for granted.
Use it with daily comforts
Watch it disappear

Loose something needed.
Become ultimately free
Cherish everything

Looking for the gold.
Only the silver appears
Better anyways

#haiku #stoic #stoicism #spiritual #spirituality #asceticism #perspective #minimal #gold

Untrustworthy Asshole Nov 8

fall

I once saw the beauty in fall
With the colors
And joy
And holidays

But now I just see the leaves dying
And falling hopelessly to the ground

Funny how your perspective can change so quickly.

#perspective

Dom Nov 6

cacophony

a wailing groan
fists of triumph
lies
the shards of broken promises
from this shallow vase
cut anyone who try to fix it.
Do you really have the answer
or are you just raising your hand?

#uncertain #future #fear #perspective #change

Asher Oct 22

Experience

The older I grow,
Parents, once heroes, now seem
Just like me, they are.

Sorry I haven't been posting much. I've been really busy lately and I've been wanting to join a club or something.

#reflection #growing #realization #perspective #wisdom #truth #parents #humanity #awareness #understanding

Ejiro Oct 19

I am a liar

I am a liar
a pathological liar to be exact
you can perceive me in many ways, shapes, or forms
but in the end of the day
the way you view me will just be simple act
that I have created just to make you put your trust in me

I can say that I'm an "angel at heart"
but unfortunately for you
I can make you see the world as an ongoing hell
were the people that you love are just two - face demons that want you to forever rot in everlasting eternity
and I'll be the angel to save you (blind you) from those two - face demons

I can also say that "I can never hurt a fly"
but if you were a hopeless fly fluttering around my line of sight
I can easily trap you inside a jar
or cocoon you inside my hands
or maybe I'll just squish you slowly with *******
then I'll make you perceive it as a home(prison) for now on

For I am a liar
and you will find out eventually
so, if you were to sit me down and ask me
"Why would you put these lies in my head"
I would say
"Because why not"

everyone is a liar, but some liars can deceive more than others

#liar #lies #manipulate #perspective

Jack Groundhog Oct 19

Raven at the window

A dark clay raven hung at a windowpane
to ward off bright songbirds from glass.
It never spoke a word, nor did it feign
to know of a departed late lass.

I asked it my questions, expecting more
conversation than it had on offer,
but plainly it found me a tedious bore
for it stayed quiet. Not much of a talker.

The brief encounter left me po-faced
as I’d been led to expect more from him.
So I turned away, belying a trace
of disappointment weighing within.

Then I heard the wind, and nothing much else
except the song of birds who’d survived
thanks to the clay raven who hung by a belt
in front of a window to keep it disguised.

Inspired by an old-fashioned clay raven that hung in front of a window in Mainz Old Town to prevent birdstrike. Having a bit of fun, too.

#raven #homage #poe #humor #perspective #imagination #protection #salvation #songbirds #parody