#unsure poems on Hello Poetry

Gwendolyn Mitchell Jun 2019

purple

i ate a plum today
the deep purple hue
and melting red juice
dribbled over my chin
it wasnt quite ripe
and this is how my poem begins
you arent really my type
standing all akin
mind all a luce
but im drawn to you
what might the knights forsay?
when they see me run
for fun
into your arms
might their ears shriek in alarm?

i ate a plum yesterday
might it have been ripe this day?
leaving my mouth dry and bitter
i would like another bite
my poem is not over
men do not think me polite
i cause their knees to jitter
and this is what the knights forsay
when i ran to your arms that day

"he is a reminder, that looks deceive, a ripe plum is not ripe at all, the act is clear, shouldnt the juice be sweet? shouldnt the corners of your mouth lay sticky? you are instead left bitter, running to an unsavory fruit that longs for your tongue. you do not eat unripe fruit, you throw it aside. this fruit will quake and die quietly where you have left it... do not be a fruit fly, they crave lifeless desperate sweets."

how might you interpret such a poem?

#choice #emotions #colors #fruit #philosophy #psychic #unsure #unsafe #careful #love

Tatiana May 2019

Not My Cup of Tea

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                 I
                    feel
                        so
                         woozy
                            uneasy
                            my mind
                        is feeling
                   queasy
                 and
                   nothing
                       that I do
                           seems to
                      make this
                    go away
       not even just a cup of tea
   can keep these dreadful shivers
  at bay and I am left wondering if I will
  ever feel okay. Am I going to         turn
    out to be something great? Or will I
          stumble into oblivion
and no one will remember my name.

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©Tatiana
I guess I'm going to have to make another cup of tea and see if I like that one.

#not #my #cup #of #tea #uneasy #unsure #uncertain

Robert van Lingen May 2019

Haphazard Soliloquy

Haphazard soliloquy,
Uninspired philosophy.

Hello Poetry.

Streams of senseless dreams,
And many more to follow.

Swallow'd by a sense of disparagement,
Characterized by the cries in my head.
Survival of the fittest synapses.
That hold myselfs together.

I hold nary a candleless flame,
With a mind to set my minds ablaze,
with my haphazard soliloquy,
my uninspired philosophy.

#soliloquy #philosophy #poetry #unsure #what #do #i #write

Paris Apr 2019

You.

Waking up to the sun shining through,
Light making its way into my room,
The sky is clear and bright blue,
I wonder if we’re going to bloom.

I get out of bed and fix my hair,
Trying to look presentable and smart,
Even though I’m not going anywhere,
I could try to steal your heart.

We speak everyday without a doubt,
My mind wonders if there’s other girls,
I try not to get jealous and shout,
Even if they wear expensive pearls.

I’ve discovered it’ll always be you,
Even if you don’t feel the same,
I know for a fact that this is true,
I’ll forever remember your name.

#romance #truth #thinking #unsure #rhyme #love

kweneh Apr 2019

Not the answer (?)

Suicide is not the answer.
Suicide is not the answer.
Suicide is not the answer.
Suicide is not the answer.
Suicide is not the answer.
Suicide is not the answer.
Suicide is not the answer.
Suicide is not the answer.
Suicide is not the answer.
Suicide is not the answer.

Or is it?

Sometimes, I wonder, too.

#suicide #unsure #uncertain