#paper poems on Hello Poetry

Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho Jan 2022

and we see a paper ****
and words are decorations on her body
and poems are pretty clothes for her
and this feeling is for you
and we see a paper ****
and a pen lying on the table
and you're the one
who's been silent
waiting for love to air
and the poet reads it

Indonesia, 6th January 2022
Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho

#paper #**** #poet #poem #silent #pretty #pen #feeling #love

Kelci Nicole Leigh Oct 2021

Origami

I fold myself
Into beautiful shapes
And when I can't
Seem to unfurl
I tear myself apart

Sometimes it's just easier
To pick up a new piece of paper
White as freshly fallen snow
Something else to bend

©KNL

#life #thoughts #feelings #paper #snow #mind #origami

Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho Oct 2021

A Paper Bag

They cut down the trees and then urge the young to plant them again, about how life goes, as if age is just a number, and we no longer believe in power.

They cut down the trees, clear land,
make production, then shop spree for a vision and mission because life only once and needs to be enjoyed, wrapped in a paper bag and then thrown away and become a homeless person's sleeping mat in front of the overhang of shops.

Indonesia, 19th October 2021
Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho

#tree #plant #life #paper #bag #poverty

Anais Vionet Oct 2021

essays

We have to write a lot of essays
and I love it - the twisting of words,
the molding of nouns and verbs until
thoughts are clear and paragraphs
sit symmetrical and idealized.

I’ll write a paper, and scowling,
write another version and another
- lavishing them with attention
until every word is perfect.

I miss handing in papers though
- paper is substantial, not virtual
and even if a paper wasn’t well received
at least you took a tree down with you.

“You have to hand in an essay each weak, 2000 words” the professors say.
The class groans, but I smile.

#essays #university #paper

aspen wilde Oct 2021

tissue paper

would i even recognise myself
without all these accessories,
layers upon layers of mere tissue paper
that crumples under the softest touch

am i a bad person for dressing up, and wearing rings, and caring what others think of me
is the real reason i do it all just for attention
am i an attention seeker??

#tissue #paper #accessories #crumples #touch

Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho Sep 2021

I've Never Finished My Poem

Sometimes,
things are so hard to do
because we never try to start.
Prefixes
are always important
for finding patterns.
Like writing poetry.
Yes,
I have sat alone
in front of the paper
on the table
many times
with a pen.
I thought about
what I really needed to do first;
beautiful words with parables.
I've been sitting for hours,
walking here and there,
then sit back down again
to finish composing a poem.
But I've never finished it
until now.

Indonesia, 5th September 2021
Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho

#poem #pen #paper #poetry #start #alone #poet #lonely

Cathy Devan Jul 2021

On paper

She wishes she was a cave,
So she could echo back,
Her poetry,
On paper,
Or maybe leprechaun,
Could summon her writer spirit,
And she would bleed,
On paper,
Like before,
When she felt weightless,
Like paper,
And free like the wind.
©Cathy Devan

#poem #poetry #writersblock #bleed #paper #spirit #wish

Raven Feels Jul 2021

Feel AZleep

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, to be rich is to notice the fair from the unfair:)

get well soon only
when hope not a lie lonely
hospital cell
unavailable played dead and fell
nothing in sequence
all hung on the adequacy
paper said
from future penholder skies unread
the green one too
to the land a stranger soon

what you earn is what you keep
don't count just drown in oblivious sleep
wallets light
rage blinds visible sights
the poor scream
the rich gleam
like an invisible ink flood
evaporation in the air a silenced blood
chocolate missed the ecstasy
everything shut down to reality

bones shrunk
never unnoticed to the think thunk
now things are pale
even the best bread is stale
how I remain
all calm in shameful disdain???
needs become old
whether blazing summer or winter ******* cold
and in my broken chair I be
the pathetic dreamy version of old me

------ravenfeels

#money #paper #green #asleep #old #dreamy #pale #ink #shame #pen

Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho Jul 2021

The smell of ink marks on the paper

One day you will find me too,
and all these poems.
Then, I will really not write anymore, maybe my days will be complete, and all will be lost.
At that time,
you will realize,
what it's like to be someone to remember, what I love you more, because the air only leaves the smell of ink marks on the paper.

Indonesia, 9th July 2021
Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho

#remember #love #ink #poetry #paper #smell #complete #time #longing

Shattered Thoughts Jul 2021

Only Thing

Sometimes a paper lies in front of you
And a pen sits still in your hand
But the only thing on the paper
Are wet drops of tears
Falling from the heart

#blank #empty #paper #poetry #drops #tears #falling #heart #cry #nothing