#questions poems on Hello Poetry

Kyla Apr 23

This beautiful boy asleep in my arms
Committing his face to memory
By touch
So that if I were blind and he was in a line
I would know it was he who was mine
So I watch and wish and wait
For him to wake,
For us to break

#breakup #loss #pain #situationship #questions #ending #heartbreak #left

Kyla Apr 23

My lust,

I confuse lust for love
Mistranslating tight holds and neck kisses as signs he chose me
That he wants me, not just wants me
My lust, i just want your love

#breakup #loss #pain #situationship #lust #hurt #love #questions #ending #heartbreak

Kyla Apr 23

predecessor

The pain of being reused in the sheets she chose for him
In the hoodie she wore first
Haunted by a ghost who heard the declarations of love he would never make to me
Being the girl who follows in the shadow she cast
Where what she didn’t give him rendered him unable to accept what I could

#breakup #loss #pain #situationship #questions #ending #heartbreak #left

Kyla Apr 23

Purpose in pain

Why do we feel? How do I stop?

Why do we not take away the pain
But then those in pain cannot
And pain for purpose to warn
But what if the harm is only the pain itself
If what is bad is only that it hurts?
It wouldn’t matter that he doesn’t love me if it didn’t hurt
I don't know what love is anymore,
So I drink
Pretty alcoholism for the ache

Strength? Or masochism
Sacrifice? Or emptiness

#breakup #loss #pain #situationship #questions #ending #heartbreak #left #alcohol

Kyla Apr 23

Why struggle?

He struggles to be with me
I am a struggle to be with
He chose not to struggle

#breakup #loss #pain #situationship #questions #ending #heartbreak #left

Kyla Apr 23

Hand wrenched open

God gives and God takes. Usually takes. God gives and takes and gives back and takes back. God forgive me my unfairness
“It’s not the end of the world if we break up.”
God, I hope he’s right

#breakup #loss #pain #situationship #questions #ending #heartbreak #left #god

Kyla Apr 23

starting questions and ending answers

do you like me (yes)
do you want to be talking to me (not anymore)
is it too much (yes)
am i too much (yes)
am i enough (no)
where is this going (to end)
what do you want (he doesn’t know, except not me)
will you hurt me (yes)
is there someone else (there will be)
do you like me (he did)
do you want me (not enough, not anymore)

#breakup #loss #pain #situationship #questions #ending #heartbreak #left

Bard of Blyth Apr 22

The Question

I’ll ask you a question
A mention of my own construct
Dumbstruck by the human you are
This question has boundaries
But boundless my concepts
Cut down trees, erase all the nonsense
Make sure I’ve got your full attention
My luck I’ll be testing
Look I’ve got a confession
I don’t know what will be the question.

Hands up if you’re going crazy
Hands up if you want to get involved
Hands up if you’re going crazy
Hands up if you feel like you’ve been absolved
I don’t know what will be the question.

My mouth is sewn shut
Got a head full of stardust
Now shall we all start the session?
Butterflies inside my gut
A cocoon for my construct
I still don’t know what will be the question.

Hands up if you’re going crazy
Hands up if you want to get involved
Hands up if you’re going crazy
Hands up if you feel like you’ve been absolved
I don’t know what will be the question.

#questions #love #ambiguous

silvervi Apr 19

What lives on?

People die
Stories end
Fears vanish in the thin air
Minds shut down
Bodies fall
Chapters close
What lives on?

Thinking about death, becoming aware. Philosophical questions.

#death #philosophy #deep #questions

Debbie Apr 15

The Erosion of Time

Time has been unforgiving
to my mortal wounds.
My soul lay exposed
beneath a bone white moon.
Contemplation at the day's end.
Is time a formidable opponent
or a faithful friend?
When will it be our time?
Will a ladder to eternity
be there to climb?
Who will read my final rhyme?
We waste our days,
in a grossly over thought maze.
You may cherish a memory
Were you even present or
did your attention flee?
We are told the now
is where happiness resides
The abysmal past
is our usual alibi.
In relentless pursuit
of the elusive why.
Be present before you erode
and die.

#time #questions #thenow