#bio poems on Hello Poetry

rei Mar 2018

i

i am a grain of sand
of rice
of billions and billions of others
no one can see me in this tsunami

i want an adventure
something that will grant me
the freedom i need
just like a genie

i hope that you will love me
and care
but maybe you don't
because "i" is the nobody that is desperate
for love

#love #me #first #poem #sad #humble #beautiful #adventure #bio #gorgeous

Rakha Mar 2018

Sanskrit

burned skin
charred eyes
mangled bones
patience running thin

granite legs
made to fall

dusty gray matter
inside the keg

wanting to rise,
wanting to drown
what difference would it make?

as a man he lay still
as a lover he goes still

#bio

nick armbrister Feb 2018

Bio

Jimmy Boom Semtex is into many things. Writing is one. His varied work includes poetry, prose and stories on a variety of topics. Erotica like his Fire Extinguisher Man series, poetry on current world events, horror stories and more besides. Jimmy loves getting tattooed, listening to alternative music, drinking beer and living a simple but fulfilling life. Check his Facebook page out. He's working on new ****** stories and a poetry collection. His writing career is diverse and so are the authors/poets/writers he’s collaborated with like Filipina poetess Shy Lhen Esposo and Indian Saurabh Pant. Jimmy Boom Semtex is a pen name of Nick Armbrister.

#me #bio #info

jas Jan 2018

a persona

what is going on?
really, please tell me.
inquiring minds need to know
as in me, im the inquiring mind.
im struggling to find my own self
you see,
I've built this persona , right?
so you may meet me and perceive me some way that fits into your mind
or the other hand
you can know me for awhile
and
built this persona of me, slowly yet surely
so you understand
except I seem to surprise you
I take you by whim
catch your breath kinda thing.

ah, so you don't know me?
or you thought you did.

question..

here is your info..

two sided individual
anti social introvert
unknowingly kind
yet blunt

so which am I?
today?
tomorrow?
the next 5 mins.?

tell me,
what do you think of me?
do you have me figured out?
what is my persona?

#personal #know #inside #anxiety #friends #information #bio

Brian Densham Apr 2017

Self Portrait

My life

Flees from uncertainty
Toward conclusion stumbling
Briefly into …

Awareness

A hiatus from oblivion spent
Celebrating

A gratifying, fragile
Impression-of-reality

Reflective ephemera

I am …
Self-consumed until
I am …
Consumed for
I am …
All
I am.

A domino,
As apt to falling
As being felled

Now,
I place myself in gaps

Adequate for the time

And poetry
Is something I merely ...
Have to do

#bio #poetry

Q Dec 2016

aerialoft

Sometimes
when words are inseparably
too much and not enough
all you need
is a picture or two
or perhaps
another word or three
rearranged and laid
more beautifully

#pictures #words #bio #blogger

xmxrgxncy Aug 2016

Aliases

He changes his name
again and again

to love the rain and the life
he left behind

He changes his name
over and over

to stop the hurt and the feeling
he feels every day

But most importantly, he changes his name
constantly

to block the love and hide from the glare
the world gives off

bio piece

#bio

spysgrandson Apr 2016

pencil and paper

I drew an old man,
with beard

like mine--though his face had
more wrinkles

deep lines of age
are hard to draw

my pencil bore down at the center
of those creases

like I was trying to leave a mark
that wouldn't fade

or trying to carve something
from nothing

piling lead upon lead,
on paper

that couldn’t protest my adding of years,
with a dull number two

when my pencil was but a nub, there were
more years yet to add

by then, my hands were weary
my eyes blurred

I had no blade to shave the wood
from the shaft

to make more eternal marks
on white space

#death #art #mortality #aging #bio

Rotten Meat Apr 2016

Who am I?

Who am I? You ask me
I'm the girl who drinks everyday
The one who overdoses on medicine
Takes pills for no reason
Finding new ways to hurt myself
Without bleeding of my skin

I'm a lonely, sensitive girl
I avoid people most of the time
But I have friends around
Talk about things that astound
I'm strange, they're strange
We're all pretty chill

I'm also the girl who hazes
4:20 AM/PM, that's my fave time
When I'm stressed, I take a hit
No way I'm throwing a fit
Especially when I'm high
Wanting to forget everything

That girl with many flaws
Just like any other teenager
Who could love an addict like me
I'm here, nowhere to flee
May there's someone out there
Who would love me no matter what

That's me, all in this one poem
You can stop reading here
It ain't going any further
Like killer committing ******
The poem ends here
Now I'll get my lighter; time to get high

Written/revised on 3/20/16

#life #lost #story #help #problems #bio

Rotten Meat Dec 2015

Fading Away

Seeing less living

Not breathing

But feeling

The scorching light

Tearing my skin

Fading away

Away I go

Into the deep abyss...

#sad #depression #lost #sorrow #fallen #bio #captive