#wannabepoet

[jachcipoezii]

básník

[suzystrawbxx]

know that i am… unparalleled.

[friendly-neighborhood-goblin69]

Dream Lover

Kiss the salty tears from my cheek

Listen to me when I do not speak

Teach me your nifty skating techniques

Paint me dazzling pictures of the stars

Draw on my wrists and hide my scars

Write me sweet love songs on your guitar

Dance with me to vintage 50s records

Waltz with me if you are bored

Let me be your atlas, your world

Read me your favorite childhood books

Take me to your favorite hangouts and nooks

Picnic with me at your favorite creeks and brooks

Brush the hair from my downcast eyes

Spare me any foolish lies

Bake me tasty treats and pretty pies

But most of all,

Love me

[carrytheburdenbreakthecycle]

Little did she know there wasn’t anything left to show.

For there are days I feel like a flower dancing in the wind.

For others i am awakened by autumn frosted on my skin.

-Hales Wells

[a-n-g-e-l-94]

Prettier

The things I have felt for you for so long

I used to think they were stupid

And then one day you told me you have felt these things

And I pinched myself because I was in a dream

A dream of you where I could kiss your lips and intertwine my fingers with your fingers

And I could put my hands on your hips and grasp them while I’m telling you stories with my mouth

A dream where you’re whispering the sweetest of sins to me

A dream where we can lay side by side all night together and talk about the moon and all its beauty

And I felt dazed for a few days and then

I woke up.

I woke up to find your actions did not measure up to the sentences you spoke to me

I woke up to hear how you like me just not enough

I woke up to see how as soon as someone prettier came along I no longer had a chance

And you see I thought I was gorgeous...

I get it she’s prettier ... she’s the better choice

If you’re wondering why I’m not talking it’s because you took away my voice

You made me feel so small like I shouldn’t talk at all

You said you’re sorry and that you can’t lose me

But you crossed the line and took it back as soon as a better option was interested

Let’s face it she’s got what you want,what you need

You didn’t lose me but whatever this could’ve been you missed it

The next time you wanna get my hopes up I won’t give you a chance to make me feel insecure

I’m not second best,I’m not a backup plan or because you’re bored,you should’ve been sure

A part of me still wants to cross this path because we could’ve been great but no never again

A part of me wants to look in your face and laugh because now all we’ll ever be is friends

So if you come to me again I’m hoping I have enough in me to tell you no forever

So if you’re wondering why I’m not talking it’s because I’m trying not to cry,I’m trying to get better

[love-in-vibrant-extremes]

[justawannabepoet159-blog]

Abandonment issues

I’m scared

to open up to you

because

I can’t depend on you,

because

you might leave.

~ Wanna Be Poet

[dukebefuffelfumpterthefifth]

I love it when u look at me. Not because I love the attention or want you to look at me. No not exactly. When you look at me and smile I know I exist...

I am far too lonely.

[surviving18years]

So baby,take my empty soul and draw new worlds in it.Turn my emptiness into art and live there forever.

[mirjamanna]

Scared Of The Lights.

The breeze is turning her cheeks red

Yet she feels warm

Peacefully thinking ahead

And preparing for the storm

They fed her with blatant lies

It left her hiding, all alone

Now there is no better time to revolutionize

But she is afraid of the unknown

May 25th, 2019 - Mirjam Anna

[kevinjcarrolljr]

I put the book with the proceeding poem it belongs to. There are three more coming in a another post. I realize they aren't really poems as they are more social commentary. Still interesting to read. #wannabepoet #poetatheart #poetsofinstagram #chasingthedream https://www.instagram.com/p/BveqohXFbSX/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=uh6qs695zrtd

[insert-baked-good-here]

I hate myself in pieces and flashes when I sometimes understand what I am like

Like when I see my thighs through the holes I bored through in my jeans

on a long evening

I hate myself in stories and canvases and pretty photographs of love and loss

I hate myself for being selfish and not selfish at all

For being too shiny and not seen at all

For wanting to be heard and not hearing words screamed into my ears.

[dolce-marianne]

What is poetry, if not the never-ending search for understanding? Not necessarily seeking other’s understanding,but maybe just  seeking to understand yourself through these little made up words

[carrytheburdenbreakthecycle]

When all else fails; know your mind will prevail.

For there is no matter too big.

That you cannot conquer.

No scattered thoughts you cannot gather.

Face these tattered, worn out terrors.

Prevail and find solace even in your errors.

-Hales Wells

[nayvrir]

„Not even love. Not even trust, not even friendship. When one does not want to be saved, noone will be able to do so, apart from themselves. The slow realisation that your being, your bond and your trust will not do it, can be gut wrenching. Horrible. Heartbreaking.

Wasnt it love? Wasnt love supposed to be able to fix it all? All blessures, all broken bones, shouldnt they go away with a kiss? Why would someone spread these lies, seductive truthes doomed not to be true?

When in the end its not love. Love will not save them. Only they are able to do so.“

“You can love someone so much. But if they don’t want to be saved, nothing will save them. Not even love.”

— Kristie Betts

[justawannabepoet159-blog]

Blue Eyed Boy

I don’t think I’ll ever look at anyone

like I look at you.

I think

you are truly beautiful,

inside and out.

You are the most gorgeous person I know.

~ Wanna Be Poet