#other poems on Hello Poetry

Mark Wanless Apr 2018

Haiku 3

Haiku 3

you are a friend yes
I hope it is not other
when enemies are

just trying

#enemies #friends #other

matthew scott harris Apr 2018

(preface to constipation)

way before aye knew
the name Fletcherism applied
tummy uncommonly (recherché) atypical dyed
in the wool feeding and/or slaking thirst guide

did precepts sans hungry
deaf eating beast impossible to hide
(the ferocious growling harassing imp -
armed to the figurative teeth ready to pounce
viz casus belli sans reeling off

a pseudo say id dish us vicious jeremiad
me, this unrepentant conscientious masticator,
who re: lied
on self control unbeknownst
to this pumpkin eater
unwittingly followed

the basic tenet of Fletcherism - custom made
modus operandi vis a vis exercising okayed
mandibular metered (when famished),
eyes kept closed while tongue gently played

adhered to practice of eating small amounts,
which discipline stayed
engorging self, and as a result
(consuming sustenance

only when hungry avoiding
(wolfing like an instantaneous blitz krieg flash)
found me aware visa vis master car ding
marginal increase in pounds meaning
thy body electric weighed

approximately for long stretches
when a habitue at one or another dining digs
stuffed nibbling on hors d'oeuvre figs
adequately satiating with with oomf

when contra dance caller Scott Higgs
announced "hands four," which signal
helped get my mojo back
and reel lee deuce home jigs,
which kickstarted, syncopated,

oft times espying Bobbie Riggs
who years gone back **** Vic Tory huss
e'en when donning apparel of Whigs
like colluding trump petting molecules
that via tiff ***** doth zags and zigs.

#in #one #end #butnotout #the #other

Colm Apr 2018

Desiration

Though I do not know
   Where you are at present
       I want you now more than ever before

More than the ink in my pen
   And the quiet corner of my world
       (which I also adore)

More...
   Than any father or mother
       Stranger or friend

Because I want you my other
   More than life itself
       Yes, I want your times itself to spend

On anything and everything
   Our hearts
       Our ears or eyes desire

Because I want you more
   Than even my former self
       In this moment it's you I desire

Desiration | de·sire | dəˈzī(ə)r | noun | 1. a strong feeling of wanting to have something or wishing for something to happen.

#desiration #desire #heart #love #other #lover #sean #seanathon #verse #rhyme

Nayana Nair Mar 2018

The day we held hands

The silence wrapping our words
was not born out of a deed or two.
Or out of lack of love.
We didn’t wake up one day
and began feeling alone.
The day we held hands,
we felt the alienation
that only love can bring.
No great love can
change what we were.
Where the plains of our own
lives and its insecurities met
there we see a crack,
to remind us everyday
that we never fit with each other.

#alienate #alone #begin #born #crack #deed #each #other #everyday #feel

Brenda Mukisa Mar 2018

Maybe selfish.

you...
your scent, your smile
the way you look dressed up.

I miss parts of you.............
that were never mine
to begin with.

because I once met a great person, someone is person.... and failed to get over him.

#to #the #friends #weve #met #from #other #countries

Kiahlee Feb 2018

If Only

Life is spent Trying to prove our self worth.
It all starts in the teenage years and never seems to end. Trying to prove we're more beautiful, stronger, successful, better, or smarter than others. Trying all the time to prove that we deserve love. Even when we feel that we don't.
            If only people accepted each other, I wouldn't have to prove anything.

Life is also spent in fear. Fear of failing, fear of loving, fear of losing someone you thought you'd be with forever.
            If only people accepted each other, I wouldn't have to be afraid.

Life is spent in trying to earn love. We beg to be loved. We try to prove ourselves to people that surround us: teachers,parents, friends, and anyone who seems important. We all do it. Success becomes everything. The simplest mistake could me we aren't lovable.
              If only people excepted each other. Maybe I would be loved.

#love #acceptance #other #fear #life

Siren Feb 2018

February 15

I'm no longer suicidal
With
My words
Nor my thoughts
Not even my actions
Towards you
So maybe I meant to say homicidal
If you will...
I wish no harm on you
Looking back
Every sight
Every gaze
Upon you
If looks could ****, I'd be reading your grave.
"Forgotten _ (blank)"
More like needing to be forgotten about
As much of a nobody
Labeling you
I craved
You were somebody to him
Always have been
Always will be
But
Ask about me
I'm somebody too
That thought keeps you out of body and me under your skin
I know nothing other than your name

#dark #other #feelings #valentine

Colm Feb 2018

The Other Half Of The Moon

In case you ever wonder
Where the other half of the moon goes (to rest)
It's on my chest
Just to the left
So long as I am under you and your spell

Looking up past the tress.

#other #half #of #the #moon #sean #seanathon #verse #rhyme #poem

Karisa Brown Feb 2018

The Ones Waiting...

And the ones
In the end
Will be waiting on you
Still smiling from within

You found you
I knew you could
You've been gone
For a while

You found you
Suprised
At all you've missed

While throwing
Caution tape
Outside your
window pain

This house
You now sit in
Lies beneath
That empty room

And you can
Fill it too with
balloons and gifts
Not sorrow
But sweet bliss

It's too narrow
of a street to miss

Come inside
I miss you

#the #other #side #sweet