#his poems on Hello Poetry

Jenny Gordon Jul 2017

He told me flat out that he owns me. Some later date I'll parse that happiness out, I guess.

(sonnet #MMMMMMDIV)

These faded blue skies like to denim, whence
I cull a refrence to "old glory," t'hail
That pick-up with the flag 'non waving, hale
Against whichever backdrop in defense
Of liberty, look placid in a sense;
My voice hoarse from oh, singing's tale,
Cuz Joey plays the drums and when in frail
'Scuse I said I'd sing while he did--what hence?
He said I could sing anytime as twere
For him, and being late worried oer him too,
Cuz he'd download some virus, I sang fer
Relief, oer dinner dishes 'til nigh through;
And lo, when done and listless, what in pure
Yes, mercy?! but he'd call. I love him too.

17Jul17b

I...is it funny words seem to fail me lately? HIS. I never knew what I was talking about, but I sure love it.

#mine #his #love #romance #sonnet #joeymyjoey

Ramsha Jul 2017

|| Insanity ||

She was his insanity
While
She had an other part of her life being insane for someone else....

#insane #her #him #his #she #diaries #insnaity #made #for #each

everly Jul 2017

day 1+

Yes I do still have your jacket
and
it does make me feel
'kewl'

Idk just a little extra something something. ;)

#your #jacket #his #challenge

Batool Jul 2017

Moments ...

and then there were nights
when she craved pain ...
cause a pain stemming from
a **** on her arm could save
her from the ache
originating from her heart

and then there were days
when she begged death
to set her free ...
cause in those moments
she felt her heart entrapped
in cage

and then there were his words
all soothing and caring
it was when she wanted
nothing but to live
protected in his arms
listening his heart, beat ..

and then there was edge of light ..
where she was standing
right where darkness begins
waiting for him to decide
either to save her soul
or let the darkness take over !!

#lost #pain #love #light #darkness #her #his #save #night #day

Maitreyi May 2017

eyes mine know well but cannot meet

has no one ever told you that
your eyes aren't brown?

your gaze has borrowed from a hundred places
a colour i'd use to paint a million pictures
clay, i think,
soft clay from the hills and valleys
with the spring-kissed earth
on those postcards you send
only to the ones you love.
your eyes have every shade of colour i ever gathered
as a child from the old pebble beach,
and golden specks; i'm certain
the sun once danced inou.
the falling leaves of autumn
have swirled into the way you look at me,
teaching me new languages,
of storms, of sentiment, and of silence.
surely,
if the smell of rain was made of a colour,
your eyes would be its name.

did the fireflies learn from your piercing gaze?
i know i want to.
i know the stars slipped out last night,
with only your eyes as their excuse.
i've mastered the art of tiptoeing past
the crackle at their surface,
and into the beckoning flame.
a kind of candlelight;
searing at the edges, yet
gentle at the core.

#his #eyes #love #beautiful #gentle #colours #colour #shades #brown #gaze

julia May 2017

ice melts

i hate to admit this
but i fell in love
with his icy eyes
which made
me melt.

#hate #love #eyes #irony #ice #his #melt #acceptance

Colm Apr 2017

His Words > Mine

After so many words have passed my lips
After being so warm
Like fire on the edge of my fingertips

I amazed by what I find
Both within me and within this
My seemingly same old somber mind

Because all of a sudden
The same old feelings
And the same old wooden stirring stick
Have broken into a dozen pieces
And suddenly I am settling in
After weeks of feeling uncommonly mixed

This is a different side of me and yet the same
With a broken stick cast at my feet

How I want to share
Because it reminds me
Exactly how I would like to be
But to be like this forever and always
To be locked in this form exclusively
Would be nothing short of torturous for me

So I’ll search for new words with this month
And try and find a way to stretch
The same old somber sayings which
Always seem to bunch up in my mind

So I’ll search along the wall of time
From here until the very end
Until I find the truth within
Where his words begin
And my words end

For only his words are perfect and kind
And enough to restore my peace of mind

His words are enough. But mine will never be. And this my friends is alright with me.

#poem #poetry #words #god #rhyme #his #verse #christ #scribbles #sean