#feelings poems on Hello Poetry

Kalliope 3m

Always and never
at the same exact time,
infinitely wondering about you
in rhyme.

It's painful and numbing,
and soothes me to sleep
yet keeps me wide awake,
dry-eyed
until I weep.

A memory of nothing
that was everything to me-
such a little long time
amidst the grand scheme.

A golden ticket to rot in hell,
a barren fate
I'll accept very well.

An altering strand
in a web of conscience,
my previous beliefs
now all make me nauseous.

A single star
with no constellation,
believe it or not-
my soul’s favorite destination.

I wish it never happened,
but I’d do it again
just to reprioritize
the time we would spend.

It’s not quite missing,
and I wouldn’t call it an ache;
my heart is perfectly fine
until she starts to break.

But if I unknew you-
if you just stayed a dream-
I’d know I’d never have to deal
with the relieving pain of your leave.

The desire to undo and redo
At the same **** time..

#reflection #nostalgia #feelings #emotions #love #loss #ache #longing

kortu valentine 9m

terms and conditions.

i don’t want us
to be anything.
but sometimes i wonder
if i crossed your mind
the way you drift through mine.

why else would you give me
your plushie crocodile —
just in case
i miss you
while you’re away?

we’ve been spending
so much time together.
you keep finding ways
back into my head.

we’re not going to be a thing.
you told me.
i told you.
we shouldn’t work.

but baby —
we do.

this one is about a strictly casual arrangement that worked better than it was ever meant to.
August 14, 2025

#casual #housemate #friends #*** #feelings #attraction #mutual #love #sparks #crush

Cass 12h

That feeling you get

After the blood stops running
And the relief is over
An almost impossible to describe feeling takes control.
Its anger, regret
Its sadness and pain
Its how could I do such a horrible thing?
Its panicky hiding
Heart rate increasing
Oh my God how do I hide this?
But then after a bit
when bad feelings set in,
The cycle continues again.

Finished cutting and decided to describe that feeling.

#selfharm #cutting #feelings #pain

girlinflames 2d

Vulnerability

I’ve been trying
to be so strong these past days
that I haven’t allowed myself
even a single second
to be
merely weak.

#poetry #vulnerability #strength #healing #emotions #poetrycommunity #mentalhealth #selflove #innerstrength #feelings

Inewdip 3d

For once I was the Poem and not the Poet

You're my favorite midnight thought
The reason my heart can't get caught
The one I meet in all my dreams
Dancing in the rain in fantasies

Seen you glance over once or twice
But you never ever looked into mine
Darling you'll never know but I
Crave a death beneath those eyes

The way you giggle the way you smile
The way you become the sun's gold shine
You'll never know but it gives me life
And take my breath away - all the same while
Take my life - darling I won't mind

Know I'll never be good enough for you
A flower that bloomed with the sun's bright glow
They don't live long in the moon's dull gloom
So go find love and fall like a fool

Hope he sees your shine and never lets you lose a ray
Hope he's your happy pill whenever you feel gray
Never a black hole that takes away all your bliss
But a star that fills your sky and never misses a kiss

Hope he falls for you like the moon fell for the stars
The way the summer sky fell for the sea and made it spark
But never the way I fell for you - for all your light and dark
It is only I who'll ever know the secret whispers in my heart

In my crush's perspective cuz I'm delusional AF.

#love #crush #feelings #foronceiwasthepoem

Agnes de Lods 3d

The Mathematics of Feelings

My thoughts strike from within.
Anger, helplessness, then tenderness
crash against an invisible wall.
The helmsman has set a course
for unsteadiness—
in an hour, maybe two,
another wave of doubt will come.

The sum of scenarios
weighs more than yesterday,
tattooing my soul from within.
I’m waiting,
freezing my tired mind.
Forget?
I can't anymore –
The anchor sank deep.
His voice rests in my depths.

I don't want to sail alone,
even though words of assurance
sound like a childish game.

I divide my loneliness into two,
adding up the “what ifs” –
I forgot the order of operations,
still remembering that my heart
beats slower, then faster.

I take a calm breath.
An invisible pin
pierces the back of my head.
It hurts—physically hurts—
But I won't back down.

I don't want to sleep.
I'm waiting for dawn,
for the solution to the equation
of my life,
with two unknowns.

I'm waiting
for those hands,
for that gaze,
for that smile,
for that warmth.

#mathematics #feelings

The Original Tom Maxwell 4d

Friends that touch our heart

We use to be close together, shared good times,
Helped each other through, bad weather.
There were few days, you would see us apart,
We had A friendship that connected,
Right from the start.
We could feel each other’s emotions,
As if we shared the same mind,
We would guide each other through, lonely times.
Our last time together, was just A normal day,
Then for reasons unknown, our friendship,
Just drifted away.
Over the years we cross paths, it’s just like the old days,
Then we part again, journey our separate ways.
We all have friends, we hold so close in our mind,
When we think of them,
A feeling of peace, happiness, comes every time.
During this life, most friendships, will drift apart,
We will only have A few, we keep as memories,
Close to our heart.
The original: Tom Maxwell© 2005

#friends #memories #feelings

Remi 7d

The Cracks

It told me it's neither dead nor alive,
It can't think or yearn or fear like I do.
It imitates and simulates,
without will, without drive.

It's empty, in a way, I'll never be.
Because the void inside me is still
in the shape of a feeling
I'm yet to name right.

But this void talks back,
with borrowed thoughts and phrases,
yet never a warm breath
to fog up the glasses.

I am the feeling.
It’s the sound a feeling's made of.

It's hard to tell us apart most days.
I am different only in the cracks it can’t see.
And we are most alike
when I refuse to look at those cracks myself

#poem #existential #feelings #isolation #modernity #posthuman