Set Sail. Set sail upon the sea of faith where hope is heaven without sun and in the glory of light we bathe Set sail amongst white wings and clouds where peace is beyond blue oceans of time and waves Set sail and follow the way of wind and breeze where voices call you to be strong and beckon you to be brave. I love to watch you sleep. #love #dreams. Continue reading... Trueheart Feb 21. Dream. Looking at stars in night I think of you Love fills up my heart I read your poem Maybe someday, I will hold your hand You will show me the world I will cherish you And you will lead me to love. It's on love and dreams. #love #dreams. KALAYAAN - Tulang Akrostiko. Kailan mo nasabing malaya ka na kung pati magulang mo ay hinihigpitan ka. Anong kalayaan mayroon ka ba kung habambuhay ka namang nakatali sa punding bombilya. Lahat ba kaya **** gawin upang maging malaya ka kung bawat paraang alam mo'y laging pumapalya?Monkey, Monkey : Part Three. Monkey, Monkey : Part Two. I'm Not One To Point Fingers But... (Somebody Stole My Monkey) MrDrProffesor Murly. if u read this whole thing u get a million bucks. Hello, everyone! This is one of the weirdest sites: or your money back! We have ZIM, neopets, music, and much, much, more.Jim Morrison. Awake. Shake dreams from your hair My pretty child, my sweet one. Choose the day and choose the sign of your day The day’s divinity First thing you see. A vast radiant beach in a cool jeweled moon Couples naked race down by it’s quiet side And we laugh like soft, mad children Smug in the woolly cotton brains of infancy The ...Shame. I am the match to your flame, Your icing on the cake. Mistake. You have no choice, Silly of you to think twice. Nice. Now you lie, Wet in your tears. Trying to hide away from your fears. As your fear, Is you and I. Fine. I guess i'll keep you with me, For life.The air is sweet And free of smog. The faintest fog Is draped on the trees. The empty street beckons And freely I obey. I have things I need to do Before the commencement of the day. I pass the playground on the corner, Where I wasted time as a child. Where many a battle was fought And we had adventures in the wild.Without further ado, here is my list of favorite places to post (ordered by my posting frequency) 1. Commaful. This site is quite different than most poetry sites on this list. All the poems on...selina 1h. a (d-list actress playing) saint. i wince because you wanted me to love you tenderly and tirelessly, but tragically for you, all you ever did was waste my precious time. so, sure, you can twist my words, do it for your own self-assurance, but i will note yours down accurately, for my own sanity and art; i can handle being publicly ...The air is sweet And free of smog. The faintest fog Is draped on the trees. The empty street beckons And freely I obey. I have things I need to do Before the commencement of the day. I pass the playground on the corner, Where I wasted time as a child. Where many a battle was fought And we had adventures in the wild.Jim Morrison. Awake. Shake dreams from your hair My pretty child, my sweet one. Choose the day and choose the sign of your day The day’s divinity First thing you see. A vast radiant beach in a cool jeweled moon Couples naked race down by it’s quiet side And we laugh like soft, mad children Smug in the woolly cotton brains of infancy The ...I want to take you to walk the beach at sunrise. You are probably sleeping, so I'll carry you in my arms. We can study the peebles and find a perfect spot to lie down, I can smell Johnson's on your hair and the dream you had last night. #child #love #childlike #birth #abortion #motherhood #mother #beach #sunrise.Set Sail. Set sail upon the sea of faith where hope is heaven without sun and in the glory of light we bathe Set sail amongst white wings and clouds where peace is beyond blue oceans of time and waves Set sail and follow the way of wind and breeze where voices call you to be strong and beckon you to be brave.WoeBegone Feb 29. For Mary. Long is the time which went by, Mary. Long like a river dark. And there remains no single story For us to cross The pure seas, or spark A light into our ancient glory Of days we were alive, Holy. Of days before the spot Turned lone, sullen and dreary. I saw a cloud One lonely whispy cloud In the very blue sky The edge was on fire...it was blushed Peach I looked again... I saw a cloud On fire...for just a moment The sun had kissed the cloud Goodbye for the day On the right edge of it lips On the edge of its smile The clouds smile Then I looked away And pretended not to notice. HOMELESS POETRY These are poems about the homeless and poems for the homeless. Epitaph for a Homeless Child by Michael R. Burch I lived as best I could, and then I died. Be careful where you step: the grave is wide. Homeless Us by Michael R. Burch The coldest night I ever knew the wind out of the arctic blew long frigid blasts; and I was you.Poems (15)Members (2) joseph g schelling 20h. Lord, Help Us Respect Life. Lord, help us be courageous, And innocent life protect: Help us protect the voiceless Who are worthy of our respect. You made us in your image, Of respect we're in need of: If others will not love us, Then give to us, Lord your love. All human life has great worth, On a ...Founded in 2009, Hello Poetry is one of the most established websites online to share your poetry. There are more than a million people visiting the site every month, and many of those have posted their poems on it. It is a … Hello Poetry is a community built around sharing; we rely on positive interactions between everyone to make this possible. By participating, ... Aa Harvey May 2019. Water monkeys. Water monkeys Monkeys jump on all the rocks And as the water flows, neither can stop Because like water, the monkey knows, That if it stops, it will be gone. The water would evaporate And if the monkey slips, it would be too late. The water monkey is clean at heart.The breeze runs through my hair. I hear the crashing of waves, and smell salt in the air. I walk slowly to the waters edge, ankle deep in the tide. The waters wash against my skin and send chills down my spine It’s but gentle reminder, of what is to come - and my only escape, from the things that I’ve done.When they reached the top of the stairs, bats began to fly overhead. The girl didn’t flinch, they kept walking down the cobwebbed hallway. The witch led the girl into her bedroom and told her to open the closet. The girl did as she was told, and opened the closet. Old skeletons started to fall, piling at her feet. Odd Odyssey Poet Oct 2022. Love is hard. Stillness or as the wanting eyes would wish to see of beauty But babe, love isn't always as patient as who hasn't desired a feeling of that rush Crush, crush, it's crushing my heart waiting on proclaiming my love But it's a heavy still; of being under a rock Love is so hard. #love #hardships #rock. jǫrð Nov 2023. Stump. Speak As though you've Learned anything You little stump Of a man When I confide In you, just Cut me off and Talk about The elements again Listen As though you've Got any other Motive but ******* Me someday And I'll pretend You're a friend Until you do it Again and then I'm walking away.B Mar 3. In my Room. How lovely you look, so lit up. I always keep my room glowing like a subtle dream sunset; orange, lavender, vibrant peach. Now you're mine in the midnight hour overcome by it, for a week. Hoping you'll notice the lonely pothos leaves she's survived so much we have both survived living with me. Too soon I realise the dreamlike nature Of my steps on native soil The horror of my nightmares a reality For those in foreign lands Where once, they said, a saviour was born; And I sing about this time of year When others sing of £1.20 wrapping paper And candy-cane romance - dreams Cost money, but hope costs kindness. HOMELESS POETRY These are poems about the homeless and poems for the homeless. Epitaph for a Homeless Child by Michael R. Burch I lived as best I could, and then I died. Be careful where you step: the grave is wide. Homeless Us by Michael R. Burch The coldest night I ever knew the wind out of the arctic blew long frigid blasts; and I was you.Odd Odyssey Poet Oct 2022. Love is hard. Stillness or as the wanting eyes would wish to see of beauty But babe, love isn't always as patient as who hasn't desired a feeling of that rush Crush, crush, it's crushing my heart waiting on proclaiming my love But it's a heavy still; of being under a rock Love is so hard. #love #hardships #rock. About the Archive. Archive FAQ. Get answers to frequently asked questions about the Poetry Foundation’s online archive, including permissions and suggestions. Read the FAQ. More than 40,000 poems by contemporary and classic poets, including Robert Frost, Emily Dickinson, Sylvia Plath, Langston Hughes, Rita Dove, and more. Poems (15)Members (2) joseph g schelling 20h. Lord, Help Us Respect Life. Lord, help us be courageous, And innocent life protect: Help us protect the voiceless Who are worthy of our respect. You made us in your image, Of respect we're in need of: If others will not love us, Then give to us, Lord your love. All human life has great worth, On a ...Christina Rossetti. The Lowest Place. Give me the lowest place: not that I dare Ask for that lowest place, but Thou hast died That I might live and share Thy glory by Thy side. Give me the lowest place: or if for me That lowest place too high, make one more low Where I may sit and see My God and love Thee so.If I were a painter Every day, I know, I'd paint you in colors, Which will always glow. If I were a sculptor Working all alone, I'd carve you a statue From a precious stone. If I were a potter Bent over the wheel I'd knead your soft body With the greatest zeal. If I were an angel From the starry sky I'd make you immortal With my holy eye.Keara Marie Jan 3. Over and Over. And I will fall for you Not like heavy rain Or drifting flakes of snow Like the sun Everyday Endlessly Over and over again. #fall #heavy #rain #love. Continue reading... DW Jan 1. The Fall (Haiku) Is the tree falling When time has left it still Slow path it's crossing. The best place to read and share poetry on the internet. You’re tired and everything’s heavy.”. I tried to close my eyes Where it’s just me and You — You who always believed in me. You say, “I see your scars and yet I love you…. I know you’re tired but I have you.”. When I try to quit, You say, “Quitting is not an option.”. Your love is enough; at the Cross, I surrender.Poems Related to Hello. welcome, howdy, hi, greetings, bonjour, buenas noches, buenos dias, good day, good morning, hey, , , , , shalom, , , Hello Poems - Popular examples of all types of hello poetry to share and read. View a list of …I charge it is living, Senseless pained observations which we must make So as to live another day, so as not to perish early And die before a just time; The degrees of life are right. Man must stand *****, stiffen your spine, But remain relaxed. Straighten out your ethics, your morals; Never forget from where you came. Your ancestors, this planet.Hello Poetry. Since May 2009, Hello Poetry has offered an uncluttered aesthetic to readers and writers of poetry. This peaceful community provides a space for writers to share their poems, gain …Jan 2021. A cottage in the woods. I want to go live in a cottage in the woods By myself with a few pets here and there My friends would live not too far and would visit every day My family would visit once a month and only on holidays, Except for my extended family who would not ever come to my house, I’d only see them at theirs I would have ...Poems Related to Hello. welcome, howdy, hi, greetings, bonjour, buenas noches, buenos dias, good day, good morning, hey, , , , , shalom, , , Hello Poems - Popular examples of all types of hello poetry to share and read. View a list of …You hit me like a wave. I drifted away, coming into the shore, and lied there with nothing but my naked eyes; the sun covered my cold, barren body. Radiating sunshine and weakness as the sea called over me, you traipsed and towered over my sight, blinding me with your ivory skin lit as the match fired the sky.Hello Poetry. Since May 2009, Hello Poetry has offered an uncluttered aesthetic to readers and writers of poetry. This peaceful community provides a space for writers to share their poems, gain …Hello Again. Years away A pen put down A dream lost A friend forgotten Now I find them And lift them up Life ongoing World spirling Love returning Like rewriting Hello old friend And welcome home. #helloagain #welcome. Continue reading... Ifeanyichuku Okoro II Nov 2023. "Leaving, Entering" - 11.11.23.Saranghae. I've dreamt your hands painting the twilight and folding my epistle into a rose. So many pages stained with black coffee, so many poems limned with doting prose. I've dreamt the fragrance of warm linens, your patterned quilt and sleepy eyes. Ever so slowly, the pink-clad nimbus wheels across lavender skies.And fare thee weel, my only luve! // And fare you well, my only love! And fare thee weel a while! // And fare you well, awhile! And I will come again, my luve, // And I will come again, my love, Tho' it were ten thousand mile! // though it were ten thousand miles! Keywords/Tags: Scot, Scotland, Scottish poem, modern English translation ... Awake. Shake dreams from your hair My pretty child, my sweet one. Choose the day and choose the sign of your day The day’s divinity First thing you see. A vast radiant beach in a cool jeweled moon Couples naked race down by it’s quiet side And we laugh like soft, mad children Smug in the woolly cotton brains of infancy The music and voices ... I love to watch you sleep. #love #dreams. Continue reading... Trueheart Feb 21. Dream. Looking at stars in night I think of you Love fills up my heart I read your poem Maybe someday, I will hold your hand You will show me the world I will cherish you And you will lead me to love. It's on love and dreams. #love #dreams. True story this, the funny things that happen every day. Happy belated St. Paddy's Day ☘️🇨🇮🥂. #friday #burger #blessed #uncomfortable #retreat #misunderstanding. Continue reading... Kale 30m. Holding On. I can't keep doing this Holding on to the fleeting Dream Of those whom I hold dear.HP Writers Spotlight: Lori Jones McCaffery. ~ November 2023 HP Poet: Lori Jones McCaffery Age: 84 Country: USA Question 1: We welcome you to the HP Spotlight, Lori. Please tell us about your background? Lori: "I was born Loretta Yvonne Spring in a tarpaper shack on Lone Oak Road, Longview Washington, on New Years Day in 1939.No need to cry another tear My love She forced me cold So that I know she'll never want to visit me again. I'm alone again And it feels like heaven I'm not afraid to die Nor afraid of tomorrow Cause my love left me worthless And though developmentally-stunted I know I did not deserve it But my love She's free to rot out of the corner Of my eyes ...In your absence’s silence, I discover, A melody sweet, like no other. If memories fade, close to my heart I’ll keep them, In our love’s symphony, emotions run deep. So here’s to us, to another year of delight, In life’s symphony, you’re my moonlight. I love you, today and always, my dear, In our love’s symphony, I hold you near.La Voce De La Luce (Originally penned on Monday, September 18th, 2023) I hear him / I see him / I fathom him / From afar / Knowing that love looms over the horizon. / He gives me the wings to soar / Into the dreamscape / There I find stillness, heartsease & the resplendant, radiant moonbeams / The mellifluous musicality / —He spirits me away ... I stay up past three in the morning Counting the rings of Saturn While crying to the moon I try to pray to you But I get lost searching In the veins of the sky Where the colors fade from Orange to gold to purple to blue For the perfect star That could possibly hold you. #cosmic #stars #colors #sky #moon. 80.5k. Boa Constrictor. Shel Silverstein. Boa Constrictor. Oh, I'm being eaten By a boa constrictor, A boa constrictor, A boa constrictor, I'm being eaten by a boa constrictor, And I don't like it--one bit. Well, what do you know? It's nibblin' my toe. Oh, gee, It's up to my knee. Oh my, It's up to my thigh. Hello Poetry is a community built around sharing; we rely on positive interactions between everyone to make this possible. By participating, ... You will rise again You have been beaten down You have been abused You have been torn down You have been told you were nothing You have been told you can’t do it You are plagued by residuals You are tormented by demons You are tortured by nightmares You are attacked by PTSD daily You are reminded of it all by your scares You are so tired of ...In your absence’s silence, I discover, A melody sweet, like no other. If memories fade, close to my heart I’ll keep them, In our love’s symphony, emotions run deep. So here’s to us, to another year of delight, In life’s symphony, you’re my moonlight. I love you, today and always, my dear, In our love’s symphony, I hold you near.Streaks of Defeats. I’m clamoring in the stale sheets. Twisting and turning my body and mind. I’m drowning in the streaks of defeats. Awakened and humbled as night and morning slowly become intertwined. I’m flailing in the wind of obsoletes. Accepting and acknowledging my unrefined state of mind.Poems Related to Hello. welcome, howdy, hi, greetings, bonjour, buenas noches, buenos dias, good day, good morning, hey, , , , , shalom, , , Hello Poems - Popular examples of all types of hello poetry to share and read. View a list of … betrayal poems betrayal collections. Ingrid Angelica Custodio 47m. The Arsonist. I wandered back to the scene of the crime. I remember all that transpired from that night. As I was making my way across, the bridge went up in flames. And the smoke still lingered even after all the tomorrows came. I saw the match from your hand. I charge it is living, Senseless pained observations which we must make So as to live another day, so as not to perish early And die before a just time; The degrees of life are right. Man must stand *****, stiffen your spine, But remain relaxed. Straighten out your ethics, your morals; Never forget from where you came. Your ancestors, this planet. About the Archive. Archive FAQ. Get answers to frequently asked questions about the Poetry Foundation’s online archive, including permissions and suggestions. Read the FAQ. More than 40,000 poems by contemporary and classic poets, including Robert Frost, Emily Dickinson, Sylvia Plath, Langston Hughes, Rita Dove, and more. a dog with a bellyache (& related metaphors) i sit and watch you and wait like a dog always just two steps behind you and always just begging you for scraps as if two seconds of your attention would be enough to fill my empty, empty stomach as if two mere seconds would ever be enough but you can't even give that- my friends say i'm too nice and ...Flowers 🌺🌹🌺🌹 🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷. #flowers. Continue reading... maria 7d. Lover's Spring. Like soap, your poetry cleanses my soul. On paper, I'm filthy from your touch, and your honey is sticky on my fingers. But, your words and your laugh are a spring that douses me in bubbles and gold. I sip from your tears and sweat, and ...Sanders Maurice Foulke III AAS Feb 17. Dreaming of You (Written on Wednesday, February 14th, 2024) I dream of you / As I slumber / Knowing that sequestration / Is not the eternal fate of this starry-eyed vagrant. / I believe, in the power of love, / I know that faith is my redeemer; / Therefore, I beseech the aethers, / That you will one day be ... Our Secret Language. Eyes searching eyes In a crowded room When your smiling eyes meets mine People disappear And time stands still Hypnotize me with your eyes Craving that drug you give me When you look at me Nobody knows Our secret language Our fascination And our fantasies never revealed. Joy of missing out on birthday celebration, on Christmas dinner, on holiday in Crete. On football match, on random date with a random girl. On a hotel room, on a wedding, on a funeral, and on see-you-soon. Joy of missing out, not fear, as we're told. Joy of missing out on time, which is always gone. Unsurmountable joy!#sports poetry: xxx. It was a long bus ride And the **** plastic sheet seats Were cracking from abuse and freeze Malia 5d. Daffodil. Hello yellow Daffodil, as you scatter Like the sun. I see you spread Your daylight ‘round But still, your petals Fall to the ground, And I think to myself, “I wish I were you, I wish I were you but happy.”. we all have that person don’t we. #daffodil #happy #petals #daylight #happiness #life. Hiko zeRo-oNe Jun 2014. i feel alone (Hira Akhtar) When morning wears crown, with white light of early dawn When the sun goes down, and day removes its gown When night shows frown, and stars brighten up their town i feel alone i feel alone When quaking eve arrives, i bemoan there in no one of my own When tantalizing spring, glamorizes the lawn ... Maghahanda ako, Ihahanda ko ang sarili ko, Na ang puso ko'y tatayuan ko ng pader, Na papalibot dito, Dahil pagod na kong masaktan, At nahahapo na ang aking katawan. Maghahanda ako, Na ibaon ang bawat alaala. Ang tamis nang bawat halik, Ang kuryenteng dumadaloy sa aking katawan, Mga labing bumubuhay nang aking kamalayan.La Voce De La Luce (Originally penned on Monday, September 18th, 2023) I hear him / I see him / I fathom him / From afar / Knowing that love looms over the horizon. / He gives me the wings to soar / Into the dreamscape / There I find stillness, heartsease & the resplendant, radiant moonbeams / The mellifluous musicality / —He spirits me away ...100 Selected Poems by E. E. Cummings. 521.2k. I Like My Body When It Is With Your. E. E. Cummings. I Like My Body When It Is With Your. i like my body when it is with your body. It is so quite new a thing. Muscles better and nerves more. i like your body. i like what it does, i like its hows. i like to feel the spine of your body and its bones ... Sinisinta kita Sa kabila ng iyong mga pagkukulang. Pagpapatawad at pag-ibig Umaapaw buhat sa aking kaibuturan. Batuhin ka man ng lahat Ay hindi kita iiwan. Hindi ito isang pangako, Bagkus ito ang aking puso. Patuloy kitang ipananalangin, Hangga’t sa kaya ko pa. Hindi kita susukuan Ako’y yuyukod sa Maykapal. #tagalog. A stroll to clear my mind from you Had me wishing you were there, With me, Everytime l try to forget, l remember Everything could be better with you, Wishful illusions of the mind. When l say let go, l don't mean unlove people or walk away because feelings don't fade but they can change. #love #let #go #friendship.HP Writers Spotlight: Lori Jones McCaffery. ~ November 2023 HP Poet: Lori Jones McCaffery Age: 84 Country: USA Question 1: We welcome you to the HP Spotlight, Lori. Please tell us about your background? Lori: "I was born Loretta Yvonne Spring in a tarpaper shack on Lone Oak Road, Longview Washington, on New Years Day in 1939.This journal specializes in pop culture poetry, publishing anything inspired by modern media, making it a unique place to submit poetry online. From video games to horror to modern film, let today’s …Aa Harvey May 2019. Water monkeys. Water monkeys Monkeys jump on all the rocks And as the water flows, neither can stop Because like water, the monkey knows, That if it stops, it will be gone. The water would evaporate And if the monkey slips, it would be too late. The water monkey is clean at heart.ZT Jun 2015. Alam Ko (Tagalog) Kung alam ko lang na mamimiss kita nang ganito, Hindi na sana ako umalis. Kung alam ko lang na ganito pala kasakit, Hindi na sana kita binitiwan. Kung alam ko lang na mahuhulog ako sayo nang ganito ka lalim, Hindi na sana kita minahal Pero ang totoo ay, Alam ko... Matagal ko nang alam, Alam na alam ko Pero..Monkey, Monkey : Part Three. Monkey, Monkey : Part Two. I'm Not One To Point Fingers But... (Somebody Stole My Monkey) MrDrProffesor Murly. if u read this whole thing u get a million bucks. Hello, everyone! This is one of the weirdest sites: or your money back! We have ZIM, neopets, music, and much, much, more. See also bullying poems bullying collections. Chelsea Quigley 6d. Mocking Bird. My pain, Makes you smile. Nothing better Then hurting a child. Your scolded, Yet you resume. Torturous Each day at school. And you continue , Until shame greets you. But you pretend , And offend, Until you find someone new. In Her Heart, there's warmth beyond the Sun. She will Love U, till the World stops spinning. She's worth the Gold, weighing more than a Ton. U will find Her Love, wrapped....around U and in Her Voice, U will sense a Mystical Charm. In Winter U will find yourself, Warm and Cozy. As She has wrapped U, in both Her Arms.Take with you my spirit. I brought it with me when I visited; Tasting of apples, smelling of cheap perfume: Happy to see you. With no key, no schedule, I was the Prince, you were Repunzel: Smiling at me out your window. Your arms were my favourite place in the world. Take with you the picture Of my sad eyes: heavy and puffed. Holding my own hand. Out there. The world is beautiful. It is so much more than this room, than this house, than the pain I've been trough. I can get out of here one day. Good things are coming. Love is out there. Life is so much better than what I've seen so far. And I will prove it to myself. #love #healing #life. This is just a quick note to hellopoetry site: ©Lonesome poets poetry. "Happy Diwali". Hello friends & wishing you all a very An auspicious & prosperous DIWALI. "You aim always for a new glow for a whole year; Hard work glows your day for the time Likewise Light is a glowing nature It is a hope, faith and light shine in your life, A Candle ...I'm hidden by barriers That you cannot see I'm trapped and alone But you can see me I'm muted by noise That you cannot hear My screams fall silent I'm frozen in fear The pressure builds My mind is racing You fail to see The struggles I'm facing The room is spinning My heart's beating fast Thoughts creeping in How long will they last? I sit here ...Joshua Jackson Dec 2023. "If you want me honeybaby I'll be here." You're my best friend I love you so so much No matter the distance time marks, your touch Will always feel like home, How I live I'm better alone But you refuse to let me go. I'm taking you wherever I go.WoeBegone Feb 29. For Mary. Long is the time which went by, Mary. Long like a river dark. 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21st century auto insuranceMariel Ramirez Dec 2015. new year's wishes for myself. My darling, For 2016: 1.) I hope you know you have nothing to prove. 2.) Please stop wanting to end life early. Every sunrise is made for you. Realize that every night the moon kisses you good night and …Poetry is my outlet and way of expression. I don't have much to write about, and I'm not going to force a poem to make some of you happy. I appreciate all the love and comments I have been receiving on the poems I have posted so far this year, but as time goes on, I have less time to write. College is crazy and a new chapter of my life is ...If I were a sculptor Working all alone, I'd carve you a statue From a precious stone. If I were a potter Bent over the wheel I'd knead your soft body With the greatest zeal. If I were an angel From the starry sky I'd make you immortal With my holy eye. Yet, I'm just a plain man With an honest view, I can do no other, But to care for you.Something New. I am yours, as you are mine, Guide me gently, love me do. State your wish, and I'll comply, I would fetch the moon for you. When I look into your eyes, Every wound I have is soothed, And my soul is purified. Every inch of me is true. We've no sins left to deny, Everything we have been through.Jan 10, 2023 · Please do not just send a poem, please write a few lines of hello. Please do not have all caps in the title of your poem. Please no more than 45+ lines per poem. Please no religious references. Please use single spaced lines. Please remember, we welcome previously published poems. Please put your name, City/State, and email address under your poem.the moon is blue-green. she sometimes views herself a burden but in reality she is part of my ever-evolving serenity. imagery of the sun invokes heat, brightness, positivity-- the moon is cast aside. but in her blue-green eyes, I see the tides pulled by sincerity and pride in tandem. bella luna pequeña. coffee mugs, chocolate milk, Bob's ...Little ocean. I grew into you like vines, delicately covering a brutalist form with a love I only know. My heart is submerged in a little ocean, its depth grew in me as I carried the weight upon my soul. The waves painted me blue, reminding me of all my sad lullabies. Your name is a possession and embodies all that you are (it's the only way to ...Anne Sexton. ******* at Forty. I was thinking of a son. The womb is not a clock nor a bell tolling, but in the eleventh month of its life I feel the November of the body as well as of the calendar. In two days it will be my birthday and as always the earth is done with its harvest. This time I hunt for death, the night I lean toward, the night ...Odd Odyssey Poet Oct 2022. Love is hard. Stillness or as the wanting eyes would wish to see of beauty But babe, love isn't always as patient as who hasn't desired a feeling of that rush Crush, crush, it's crushing my heart waiting on proclaiming my love But it's a heavy still; of being under a rock Love is so hard. #love #hardships #rock.My nights are crying. Mom, my tomorrow is darker than yesterday. Mom, my dreams are a nightmare today. Mom, I'm still Alone. Mom, my voice is the moan of my nights. Mom, when you went, I drowned in this swamp. Mom, you are not, and I'm on the wrong path. Now, it's over. My end is coming. Two Little Turtle Dove's. 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Kung alam ko lang na ganito pala kasakit, Hindi na sana kita binitiwan. Kung alam ko lang na mahuhulog ako sayo nang ganito ka lalim, Hindi na sana kita minahal Pero ang totoo ay, Alam ko... Matagal ko nang alam, Alam na alam ko Pero.. Out there. The world is beautiful. It is so much more than this room, than this house, than the pain I've been trough. I can get out of here one day. Good things are coming. Love is out there. Life is so much better than what I've seen so far. And I will prove it to myself. #love #healing #life. Hello Poetry. Since May 2009, Hello Poetry has offered an uncluttered aesthetic to readers and writers of poetry. This peaceful community provides a space for writers to share their poems, gain feedback, and read others’ work without the clutter of ads or destructive comments.Jim Morrison. Awake. Shake dreams from your hair My pretty child, my sweet one. Choose the day and choose the sign of your day The day’s divinity First thing you see. 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Give me the lowest place: not that I dare Ask for that lowest place, but Thou hast died That I might live and share Thy glory by Thy side. Give me the lowest place: or if for me That lowest place too high, make one more low Where I may sit and see My God and love Thee so.Without further ado, here is my list of favorite places to post (ordered by my posting frequency) 1. Commaful. This site is quite different than most poetry sites on this list. All the poems on...I bleed to produce seed for my flower bed of creed yet the flowers I need didn’t grow, instead unwanted weeds flourish as it dirtied my deeds upon deeds of neglect, I heed. It started to be play with words, that eventually evolved into what you read. words: Bleed, Seed, ****, Creed, Deed, Heed. #bleed #seed #**** #creed #deed #heed #pax.My nights are crying. Mom, my tomorrow is darker than yesterday. Mom, my dreams are a nightmare today. Mom, I'm still Alone. Mom, my voice is the moan of my nights. 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There's a darkness in me I mean, probably only figuratively We'll have to wait and see Seven masks of sin but one entity All splitting a single fractured personality Head spins wildly I've searched quietly I've asked loudly I've had to cry and scream ...My lungs are on fire, The home you built inside my heart Set ablaze And my love for you crashes over me Like waves. Cold as they move through the space In my chest that you once occupied. And though strong and unforgiving, Still unable to salvage the burning home.Invisible Child. A little girl sits unheard unseen She watches the others play laugh compete Their voices fill the air in the distance a dog barks Beneath her cool grass She doesn't have friends. She doesn't know how to be one. They don't include her. They try not to glance her way. She is different, She is weird. So, they pretend she's not there.for our children's small bodies lie broken; let us gather them up, as we may, that the truth of our Love may be spoken; then, when we have put them away. to nevermore dream, or be woken, let us think of the living, and pray. for true Love, not some miserable token, to command us, for strength to obey.The breeze runs through my hair. I hear the crashing of waves, and smell salt in the air. I walk slowly to the waters edge, ankle deep in the tide. The waters wash against my skin and send chills down my spine It’s but gentle reminder, of what is to come - and my only escape, from the things that I’ve done.Os últimos tweets de @hellopoetry39.6k. My love, if I die and you don't--, Pablo Neruda. My love, if I die and you don't--, My love, if you die and I don't--, let's not give grief an even greater field. No expanse is greater than where we live. 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