Feelings. Poems - Poems about Feelings.

Hey girl! Whatcha yellin' for? I can't hear you through that thick door! Do you really think they're gonna let you out when all you do is stand there and shout? You may as well chill, things will be fine. I'm telling you, girl, we're tired of hearin' you whine. You're gonna have to learn how to play the game, or you'll...

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DIVINE WISDOM’S WISDOM I’m not just to know: It’s about sowing my seed, And reaping my fruits:- ...

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As I try to wish away, all the sadness that I feel; As if a night sky's falling star, could grant me something real... If only one small wish, of what's eluded me all this life thus far; I'd wish for just some...

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If you really listen to the music? You won’t have to listen too long. You’ll know when you hear that song. That song is fire, that song feels like home. That song saved me. That song isn’t played just once, that song always hits. That song? I leave it on repeat. That song blasted me apart, that song put me back...

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why is it a nightmare, to have these dreams, aspiring to this black hawk that happily flies to any un-told land in the skies. I'm in love with this girl, with the brownish and gorgeous lavish eyes, wish she would welcome me aboard gently hands upon her back, hanging on by her feathers. I won't let go..........

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Each day, you make my heart race a long mile, Yet you've always deprived me of your smile, Your neglect and your frown work hand in glove, As if that’s the price I’ve to pay for love. Each of my words, to your deaf ear they land, Why don't you want to kiss my shaky hand, And send a cold thrill...

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Eighth grade brought a boy, a spark, A clumsy light in the growing dark. His gaze would stray, and so would hers, A quiet game without the words. Not for hunger, just the role, A mask to shield a restless soul. Months entwined until the day He crossed the line, she turned away. Faith in hand, the rules were clear, Church’s voice loud in...

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In seventh grade’s uncertain glow, She sat outside where shadows grow. Backpacks slumped, the sunlight waned, While restless truths could not be named. A thought slipped free, both shy and sly, A quiet murmur: I think I’m bi. The friend leaned close, her gaze intent, Questions sharp as the day was spent. How do you know? Does a girl’s soft face Haunt your mind...

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When you see others hurting and your heart doesn’t cry, Look inside and ask yourself the answer to your why? The path we’re given here on Earth is so we can learn. To begin the learning process, we must feel concern. For each to evolve while on this Earth, each must transform. Right choices made along the way seldom cause...

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"The essence in us is the same as the essence of the sun” Dweller of our heart A sun went out, a silent, sudden night, and left a shadow where once there was light, For in our chests, a solar flame still burns, A borrowed heat that twists and gently turns. The essence in us is the same as the essence...

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empathy is the joining of one’s soul with the pain of another...

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Underneath the overpass as I was passing by,? Something in the shadows, a shape had caught my eye.? I couldn’t tell just what it was—intrusive thoughts owned me,? For once I didn’t understand the shape my mind did see. I drove on down the interstate, the rain began to pour,? Wipers rapping, ?Thunder clapping, ? Storming at my door.? Lightning struck around me—waking...

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By~Krish The wind arrived without warning its cold fingers lifted him like paper from my hands. He dissolved, like ink in water. The tulips crumbled into ash that danced away before it could touch the ground. The earth tilted beneath me and I fell. When my eyes opened, I was somewhere else. The sun was too bright, its heat warped by a crowd gathered in a trembling circle. At their center, a...

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By~Krish I opened my eyes and the air was a still lake that would no longer ripple for me. My breath was a whisper, a moth beating tired wings against the glass of existence. They stood beside me, their tears pooling like rain in the fragile valleys beneath their eyes, and I knew, by the tremor in their silence, that I was already leaning across the border...

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All I wanted was something to eat, what you gave me was disrespect. This fight in me belongs to each of you, we all live under the American flag. I put on the uniform I held up a rifle to protect all of you from harm’s way. You think that would warrant a smile. At the very least?...

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