#searching poems on Hello Poetry

Jeremy Betts Jan 1

I've been searching all life long
Placing my bets
Amidst all my missteps

Listening to the same ol' song
Dancing on gass soaked briquettes
Risky as it gets

Find me between right and wrong
Racking up debts
And future regrets

My self hatred is strong
Setting precedents
With no true benefits

Only ever told I'm wrong
No corrective steps
Only more empty threats

Just wanted to belong
But that's too complex
Don't want to know what's next...

...out beyond the smouldering bridges and life threatening safety nets...

...my residence

©2024

#searching #missteps #listening #dancing #risky #precedents #right #wrong #regrets #debts

Ash Nov 2023

Delicate

I dream of an eye that regales me
In all this earthly form, not with greed
But as the masterwork of God’s brush

#love #intimacy #searching

Kris Fireheart Oct 2023

Uncertain

As the curtains,
Begin to close
On my Windowpanes,
Who knows?

I'm so uncertain,
Uncertain,
About the way this goes....

And I've been searching,
I've just been searching,
But for whom,
Nobody knows,

Still I'm uncertain,
'Cause there's so many paths,
I don't know where to go,

If life came
With a manual,
I'd have likely had a home,

Maybe family,
And maybe friends,
And maybe something of
My own...

Perhaps satisfaction,
Or maybe action,
But tonight I
Ride on alone...

Just a lone wolf,
Still uncertain,
Who wonders
When he'll find
A home...

This poem is dedicated to myself and those like me. The wanderers. The hermits.  The wise ones who choose to discard the monotony of society in exchange for the chance to experience true life on their own terms.

This is dedicated to the Tribes, Still out there, living as we should be,  as one and at peace.
--Kris Fireheart,  Wolfpack tribe, second chair.

#poetry #wandering #hope #searching #spiritual #doubt #questioning #uncertainty #nature #truth

Tony Tweedy Oct 2023

The Tune of The Lonely Night

I write these words today
in hope that you might find a way
to know what is carved
into my heart.

I've searched for you
my whole life through
in every town or place,
I've been.

I know somewhere you must be there,
a belief my heart and mind both share
and they've reserved,
a place for you.

Though I often dream of you,
dreaming is all that I can do
so I just carry on,
along my lonely way.

Please hear my pleading heart
so that we may start,
to make all those dreams
come true.

With this hearts lament,
I must be content,
to hope, that you
might love me too.

For wherever you are,
no matter near or far,
this lament is sung...
just for you.

Footnote: There is a tune to this.... it is intended as a lyric....

#alone #loneliness #lament #searching #heart #love #yearning

Jeremy Betts Mar 2023

~•§•~ Reflect On ~•§•~

A life time lost, mindlessly searchin', wanderin' aimlessly in the margin
Lingerin' in the gray, outside yet somehow dead center of socially accepted norms and action
Starved of affection, but by design, never forget to mention it feels safer with zero human interaction
Parched, withering away, no reaction, no peace, only life but just a fraction

A scorched Earth, a nightmarish vision, a dream state of my demons risen
No rhyme, no reason, no time to be forgiven, is it a sin if the motive is kept hidden?
Does one exist if forgotten? No answer if you can't remember the question
Hence then, to stay afloat one must stop the spin of the downward spiral one finds oneself in

Listen, or don't, it won't matter in the end, frightened without the knowledge of when
A last breath taken after finally on the mend, would it be different if hope wasn't given?
A permanent decision, forever finally allowed to begin but could it be considered a win?
It's all about perception, a frown flipped upside down is a grin

Eyes wide shut, lie and try to pretend they're open, heart closed off, can't repair what's been broken
A conversation with a villan disguised by the voice of a friend, a danger unspoken
Another bad omen, no one around, both voices coming from a location deep within
What's been awoken has stolen emotion and allowed the erosion to begin

...and here...we go...again...

©2023

#spoken #word #poetry #searching #vision #hidden #hope #broken #within #erosion

Kris Fireheart Mar 2023

Somewhere, Out There

Somewhere,  out there,

There's a place where

I belong.

Somewhere, out there,

There's a face that

Sings a song,

To my mind,

And it's mine,

And it's something

Meant for me,

'Cause somewhere,

Out there,

Must be a one

Who waits for me.

But deep inside,

I'm feeling blind,

There's so many things

That I've left behind.

I've loved, and

I've lost,

And still have

Yet to find...

But somewhere,

Out there,

Like a dream I

Can barely recall,

I know there's hope,

Even for somebody

Like me...

Broken,  insecure,

But somewhere, out there

must be a cure...

Somewhere, out there,

Till that day,

I'll endure...

All my loss and my pain,

And all the fear in

My brain,

Till  I find he who

Reminds,

Me of that joy,

Once again...

Somewhere... out there...

I hope to dream again...

It's been almost ten years since I lost my fiancé Charlie to a ****** overdose on October 16, 2013. Since then, I still wear the silver key he used to propose to me around my neck each day...

But maybe it's finally time to move on for me. Maybe it's time to hope for a future. Hope for a love that I can call my own again...

Hope... but never forget. Rest in peace my beloved Chucky Mallon, born sunrise August 9, 1985, passed from this world on October 16, 2013. I still dream about you. I can't ever forget...

#love #hope #searching #depression #wondering #future #longing #sadness

Amanda Kay Burke Mar 2023

Tangles

I think it is time I finally give up
Many years I have tried
Ugly habits plucked like weeds
They just grow back inside
Singing melodies to help sleep
Never gets easier alone
Bed feels colder every night
Missing all peace I've ever known
Demons play games inside head
Bouncing around bonfire
Laughing at my suffering
Nerves wrapped in barbed wire
The weight of past mistakes drag down
Shoulders breaking under stress
Searching for dream to salvage
Cannot find it within the tangled mess

It's too chaotic in my mind

#tangles #life #problems #hopeless #searching #dream #salvage

Darina Forgacova Sep 2022

I am searching for more

I was long stuck in the moment
Moment beside my dreams
I am searching for more, my soul
Resurrection of my breath is coming
I feel pain leaving my body
I am searching for more, my heart
Love I felt was almost lost
But I see light at the end of the way
I am searching for more, my deep
Breathing new fresh air
Complete me inside my inner
I am searching for more, my life
Searching for you, my love
Be there for me forever

#searching #love #soul

Carl Sinderby Sep 2022

As we search

All i am in this moment is bare
a complete vision of myself
nothing to hide, something to share
the simplicity of being real
gracefulness in showing your true self
your beauty is within the love you show.

Sharing emotions without boundaries
listening to your self belief
finding freedom in your forgiveness
that is what guides you to a calm peace.

As we search out futures path we call life
we turn, go back, go forward, stand still
yet we still seek and dream a vision
an amalgamation of deep thoughts and feelings
moments we want to remember or forget
our choices create these moments.

persistence of showing your continued kindness to others
giving a generous amount of your time and a listening ear
helping create a human kind of nature that others can follow.

You are beautiful, you are special, you are unique

you are you.

#thinking #people #searching #life #choices

Odd Odyssey Poet Aug 2022

Greatest poem

My greatest poem—in every letter, creation
of new words and those profound sentences.
Line breaks of the metered stanzas, patterns of
end rhymes, All those wanting to be messages
in cryptic form. A wordsmith written in stone.
—I'm still searching.

In similes alike, metaphors based on everyday
pictures of life. Food for thought; in second helpings
of a secondary meaning. Allegory, an axillary joint
of alliteration. The alluring allusion of a shoulder
none present; I refer to being a connection. In all
other pieces written before, written in corresponding.
—I'm still searching.

In these continuing words—a couplet, in the irony
of a leading conclusion not intentionally lead.
But what is once read; is best to be read again....
a repetition. What is once read; is best to be read
again, what is once read; is best to be read again.
—I'm still searching.

In the deepest parts of a piece; the meat is on
the bone. To describe what's at stake, to be words
thrown at your face. A reminder the second time
of when we'll meet again. In puns of patting myself
on my back—these a self praises of being an ode.
—I'm still searching.

And will I find my greatest poem,
...Rhetorical question

#searching #poetry #great #devices #longing