#again poems on Hello Poetry

Candleinthedarkness Aug 2020

Again

Beauty within the darkness
Hidden like a secret
The key not to be found
He lights the candle
She was beautiful than ever
And the darkness fell in love
with the candle

Again and again

candle in the darkness: 6

#candle #darkness #beauty #again

phlwest Aug 2020

again, again

the sun swore at us in pink:
'take the ******* hint'
we took it and ****** again.

#sun #love #******* #again #male #beauty #night #***

nathan Aug 2020

peace // relativity

laying with myself
pleading for my freedom
tryna find peace
yet it’s fleeting
envisioning flying away
to a better day
even if it’s fluttering
just as i see my heart to be
in tumultuous moments

potent poison of
joy’s deprivation
sputtering words,
used as shutterbugs
for my vulnerable soul
they hit the ground, shattering
deaf ears do take a toll
praying that i cover ground
on my journey to the beyond
pound for pound against my demons
this search for solace
made me strong
patience rooted in me
all i know is
He never did me wrong

my measurement of hope’s
relative to the
lack of faith i may feel
treacherous, hopeless moments
times i wanna keel over
my measurement of tomorrow
is always relative to my yesterdays
pain of missed opportunity
or times i pray don’t fade away
my measurement of joy
is relative to my sorrow
lack of self-worth
or a sobering to the time that
we have borrowed

my relativity is deemed
a detriment
i’m sure of it
my self-assessment has
never been without context
droughts in my mental
that’s why i end up despondent
or one-track minded on
the basis of my false promises
i give them to myself
i truly have no one to blame
aching, scathing pain
all i can do is pray
for better days

- negassie

instagram.com/sutured.soul

#poetry #pain #sutured #again

nathan Aug 2020

the kids we used 2 be (intro)

infants
swaddled in the arms of
our loved ones
seeds being tucked deep
in the depths of our heart
lessons never forgotten
things we learned from
the very start
they kept us intact
even if we felt like
things were falling apart
intellectual upstarts
those blessings really
took us far

the kids we used 2 be
were free
every moment was a morning breeze
or sometimes we were isolated
growing up was the only thing
we could've done
but it made us who we are
never take it for granted
no matter what the hurt
even if our right to childhood was
reprimanded

young bucks with dreams
of flying higher than doves
unleashing untapped potential
daydreams spirited
with deep self-trust
no matter how good or bad it was
no matter the tribulation
no matter how tough
we'll always look at
the kids we used 2 be
with love

- negassie

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#pain #poetry #sutured #again

Butterfly Jul 2020

No reason to stay, they say

After that night I've never felt comfortable again.
Could've stayed because you had no reason to leave.

You were to selfish to give me a part of your happiness

Dyed my hair black, cut bangs and now I look like Edna from the Incredibles. No regrete

#reason #stay #happiness #night #comfortable #selfish #leave #couldvestayed #again #say

Lydeen Jul 2020

"Been Good"

Ive... Been good.
Fought it out with my dad.

He knows I despise him.

Spent the night there for my brother,
Couldn't fall asleep till after four.

Got triggered.

Haven't eaten in a bit,
Got my license though.

I've been good.

#relapse #again #rip

Dinesh Padisetti Jul 2020

If Only

If only, I can fly again
If only, I can fall again
If only, I can love again
If only, I can break again

If only, I can accept
I'll never see you again.

If only

#if #only #fly #fall #break #love #again #accept

nathan Jul 2020

pray

praying that the
abyss wash away
with the pain
and the hatred
of self
pray that this
hell just turns to wealth
in my foolish mind
a lot of my peers say I'm blind
no, I'm hiding behind my hands
that's why the truth can be so hard to find

through the hurt
I wake up every morning
pray to my God and
give Him thanks
I stay devout to Him
He watches over us
while we lay
though the insufferableness
increases by the day
I still pray in faith
that the truth reveals itself
somehow
some way

I'd be lying exclaiming
I ain't have some thoughts
to give up
"I cant" spirals through my head
preoccupied with the
punitive prison of living
sometimes, I trip up
I keep the same people around me
the cup was overflowed with love
the opps poked some holes
but I'm still prayed up
feel the end coming
I keep my cross close
if it's a wrap
I know the Lord I pray to
is my host in heaven,
the Land of Hope

- negassie

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#pain #poetry #sutured #again

nathan Jul 2020

tears to dust

tears hit the ground
they turn to dust
the cycle starts again
can't fuss about this
turmoil
this is just catharsis
for my holy limbs
to move the way
they always did
without this
i would be awash
with the weight of my sin

taking wins
just for them to end up
gone with the wind
true indeed
feeding demons
with this melancholy
feeling, dawg
premonition sealing my fate
my gut is my police

new lease on life
after every night
living through the plight
rooted in foresight
of high cliffs
tryna mend the bridge
between reality
and giving life
everything i have to give

arms deep up in the
snake pit
clenching teeth
searching for the spirit
that i used to keep
tears hit the pit
emitting dust,
skewed my vision
demise encompassing
this haze and this venom
and then i fall asleep

- negassie

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#poetry #pain #sutured #again

nathan Jul 2020

wings clipped (fell from grace)

mental weighing heavy
no wonder my neck hurt
tryna stay steady
while having
frequent crying bursts
insatiable pain
my worth deteriorates
with the birth of a new day
tryna fly away
but my wings are clipped
i fell from grace

bracing for impact
dealing with the devil
we don't even
have a contract
mental went through upheaval
with the coming of demons
angels committing treason
on my being
lucifer must have seen me
vulnerable

smoldered in a pit of flames
the beholder of this hatred
holds no shame
lame days of worthlessness
tryna decipher this feeling
the reasons weren't even pertinent
slurring words
pangs of hurt
the clergy couldn't save me

solemn days of searching
can't do much else
besides hate me
inner workings
flirting with death
mentally depleted
yet i'm
still achieving things
i've never seen
say goodbye to the feeling
of solace
temporary friction
with the joy
falling,
grace is calling
but my wings are clipped
so all that i can say is
"sorry"

instagram.com/sutured.soul

#poetry #pain #sutured #again