#ponder poems on Hello Poetry

Beinghonest Apr 2016

I ponder your reaction -
Your ****** expression,
The words that would escape your lips
If you don't become dumbfounded,
Your body language,
The tone of your voice -
If you knew that
Your name
Was meant to be in the place
Of the numerous
You's in the love poems,
That my heart and mind
Collaborated on.

I simply wonder how she'd react

-just being honest

#thinking #her #thought #infatuation #ponder #lovepoems #beinghonest

Leila Valencia Apr 2016

Barely

Crickets creek under the midnight glow
I hear the Violins strumming to the airy night
And as many stars a glow, the warm gust heightens the senses
And fervor stirs in the belly - warmth, touching, feeling
Flickering candle light momentous glow - lifts your head back

The breathes of air gently brisk on your neck
Guiding it's way to your back
Grasping behind you
Holding you tightly - embracing you
The summer breeze welcomes your deviousness
Your imaginings and all of the wild rage, yearning for touches

Laying your back on the dune under the twinkling ceiling
A distant dream imagined years ago and enters a doubt
Loneliness creeps in and ones ideal twinkles again and hope is restored
The empty echoes filled with cricket squeaks
Jitter bugs and buzzing fills the void of the empty summer breeze

Dedicated to my times at the dunes in Mexico. Quickly writing down something I want, but I'm not sure what it is I want. Side note, I'm so excited to go to Mexico this year. Many years I don't feel a need to go, but recently I'm growing more exciting. When I'm in Mexico I like to be by myself and I find comfort in the sand dunes by the ocean. Tranquility and peace at last, ones mind wanders, contemplates, and idealizes in an atmosphere surrounded by darkness and specks of light

#dream #want #summer #night #think #star #wonder #fantasy #glow #ponder

Leila Valencia Apr 2016

Ponder

I feel as though my life is ending
Must I say so, think so, feel something so wrong?
Am I?
Do I know when there is a beginning?

Do I know?
Beginning at a point - ending at a line

Do I know what it feels like to triump ?
To honestly lose ?
To succeed or to fail ?

Should I? Will I ?

Do I wish to shoot cuspid's bow and arrow? Will I? Could I ?
I have never left my target out.
But will a change in heart occur?

Will I change?

Change

#change #think #ponder

Tha Kid Apr 2016

Existence (Diamente)

Existence
Solace , Ecstasy
Strolling , Inspecting , Traveling
Seeking Bliss , Before my End
Flying , Piercing , Gliding
Serenity , Tranquility
Death

#poetry #peace #life #death #wonder #existence #calm #serenity #ponder #diamente

Błeeding Dįamøndš Apr 2016

love (such a complicated thing)

love is like the roll of dice.
Sometimes what you want,
some times not.
Love is the genre of anything, and everything
stretching wide and far apart.
Love is kisses,
love is hugs,
love is ***,
love is pleasure,
love is patient,
love is fun
______
Love is jealous
love is narcissistic,
love is hateful,
love is painful.
love is impatient,
love is cruel
Love is what we make it.
Humans have lost the meaning,
some kept it.
sorry if this is generic,
but i like to keep it simple,
and to keep the ball rolling.....
And i think...
Love saw what we did last night =/

#think #ideas #respect #ponder

Maple Mathers Feb 2016

Raspberry Science Sass

As a footnote, I’ve always held a certain regard for those plentiful fruits. Raspberries. Small and juicy and sweet. Quick and easy.

Now, it’s apples on the other hand I heavily despise.

To eat an apple is to make a commitment. Society generally frowns upon those who eat half an apple, just to toss out the rest. And most people are not exactly bargaining for your leftovers once they’re brown and teeth marked. Apple eating is a long and rigorous ordeal. Halfway through, the raw parts begin to stain or dry and when you’re finally finished, you’ve still got to deal with that core and the skin that’s stuck in your teeth. Herein, apples and commitments become synonymous. Convenience, the antonym.

Raspberries, however, are miniature, and zesty, and only last for a matter of seconds.

**Not unlike ideal high school relationships.

An excerpt from my novel - Pretense.

(All poems original Copyright of Eva Denali Will © 2015, 2016.)

#life #happy #apples #ponder #meal #realistic #high-school #raspberries

Julie Langlais Feb 2016

Human Instinct

A bubble appears
Small and smooth
Symmetrical
Transparent
Hued in pink and blue
Harmless
Our instinct is to pop
Amused by its bursting
Why?
It will explode as it lands softly to the ground.
Why not let it be?
Admire it's beauty
Floating in purity.
Clear and delicate
A free spirit
Until it hits the ground
Pop!
It vanishes

© Jl 2016

I was taking a shower one morning, and saw this bubble floating. My initial instinct was to pop it, then realized... Why?
I pondered about cruelty, wars, destroying nature, and how our human instinct to destroy still exist. But why? Haven't we evolved from our hunter and gatherer days... Or have we?

#life #destroy #human #wars #ponder #instinct #bubble

Lybys Geovanna Zambrano Jan 2016

My Mind

I try to go in my mind
to see how it works
but I can’t seem to find the switch to make it show,
all of the things I can’t seem to fathom,
or all of the things I already know.
I wanted to find that tick that shows
why I see darkness in the day and colors
as the dark night snows.

#poem #thoughts #mind #deep #ponder

Poetria Jan 2016

When the sun goes down

The positivity of the sun is questionable
It shines brighter than a child's smile
when everyone else is depressed.
~
It's rays reach even the worst of us
But in it's happiness, can we truly trust?

Midday passes, noon is lost
The sun loses hope, it's almost forgot
The whole world expects it to stay
high up there
But it loses it's confidence, staggering down in despair
It's true colours begin to form
Orange, blood red, and a pale saffron
We admire it's beauty when it's all the more exposed
I suppose what's inside is what matters the most-
Wait, hold on- I must've zoned out
For the moonlight shines bright as it's hours past sundown
The moonlight isn't true-
It's a trick of the eye
For the only thing I know to shine as bright
Is the sun- sunlight-
but wearing a disguise?

The point of this tale is for us to remember
That indeed, we can only trust in the sun's embers.

We love the moon so, but the sun provides it's light; you really should know.

#ponder