Poems about play



Play with my heart.

I like flowers
But I am as strong as man
That never cry's
But I offen do
On nights when alone
The men are not the strong
For it takes
A woman to hurt one
First they play with your heart
Then your fucking mind
Then one day
When you lest expected
They stab you in the heart
So woman
If you ever get to my bedroom
Leave all your weapons outside
And just be woman.

Don't Play with my heart.

heart,  play.

Author: Paul Hardwick
Date: 04/04/2020


We do not play on Graves


We do not play on Graves—
Because there isn't Room—
Besides—it isn't even—it slants
And People come—

And put a Flower on it—
And hang their faces so—
We're fearing that their Hearts will drop—
And crush our pretty play—

And so we move as far
As Enemies—away—
Just looking round to see how far
It is—Occasionally—

graves,  play.

Author: Emily Dickinson
Date: 04/04/2020


"do you play pokemon?"

Maybe it was because what i hoped for finally happened
Maybe it was because im scared of getting hurt
Maybe it was because deep down i feel as though you dont like me
Maybe its because you said you weren't interested in anyone at the moment
Maybe it's because you could be the first to hurt me
Maybe its because its too soon
Maybe its because you were tired
Maybe its because you dont care
Maybe its because you do
Just maybe
Its because you like me too.

play,  pokemon.

Author: Sophia
Date: 04/04/2020


Love at Play

Love is matter of heart it is not matter of mind
When it touches beauty it leaves horizons behind
It is that eternal process which is kind but blind
It is something which is predestined and defined

With love we can encounter all the barriers of life
It makes us to walk on sword and to take the knife
It is makes us least bothered to go through strife
It culminates in making both husband and wife

Let me see world through your beautiful green eyes
With its force we can touch and encounter all skies
At times it changes size and comes as sheer surprise
To fantasize love, beauty takes on every enterprise

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow

love,  play.

Author: Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Date: 01/04/2020


Watching a play

Big Words,
A Grand Image,
Weird riddles,
And metaphors,
Hidden truths,
Subtle lies,
Great irony,
And tragedy,
High classes,
Arrogant “I”s
Games of chance,
And Royalty,
Shrewd politics,
Murderous kings,
Cowardice generals,
And God's avarice,
Damaged kingdoms,
Injured souls,
Innocent love,
And a downfall,

It's the recipe
For a melodrama

A hint of feeling
To add some spice,
A conflict, a hero
A maid in distress,
Without these all,
It's just a comedy,
And wouldn't look
Like our turbulent lives.

play,  watching.

Author: Nike Kaffezakis
Date: 01/04/2020


Where The (rich) Kids Come To Play

Some kids cant afford heroin
So they come to me
I can get them their fix
I can get them what they need
And this is hope
They're shooting in their veins
This is love
That's breaking their reins
This is their paradise
Where the rich kids come to play

For the kids with their lungs filled with smoke
I'm their breath of air
I'm there for the kids
Who think no one cares
I can give them paradise
A runaway escape
Light beyond the tunnel
A detour from the road
They travel each day

The dealers leave them with nothing
So they come back for more
I leave them with everything
So they don't need their next score
And this is hope
They're shooting in their veins
This is love
That's breaking their reins
This is their paradise
Where the rich kids come to play

So heres to the lost ones
The ones that don't know what to do
I let them know they're worth it
That their dreams can come true
Their dreams become endless
And they still wish on stars
They won't give up
Theres a new feeling in their hearts
And this is hope
They're shooting in their veins
This is love
That's breaking their reins
This is their paradise
Where the rich kids come to play
This is their escape

kids,  play,  rich.

Author: Kamille Elizabeth
Date: 29/03/2020


Our Role Play

Roses or red
Violets are blue
Our rps are fun
I want nothing new

I hope we are friends,
I hope this is true,
As I always try
To look out for you.

I will never forget
About our little crew,
Fighting many battles
And losing my shoe.

It would break me,
If you said you must bit my adieu,
As so much word and imagination
Is what made this rp grew.

All the problems,
I would have never gotten through,
Are all thanks to
Little old you.

So come on now,
Just me and you,
Two phones and two lives,
But one rp is drew.

play,  role.

Author: Hunter K
Date: 27/03/2020


Play Pretend.

My favorite thing to do, is to pretend I'm a writer.
When reality I only write so I can sleep at night.
Sometimes I pretend my old friends still care about me.
When I already know they would rather get high than hang out.
I used to pretend that I didn't care about anyone, or anything.
But as it turns out I care about almost too many things.
I used to pretend to dream to have everyone know my name.
But I only dream of having a enough people know my name,
And that maybe something I write could help someone else get some sleep at night.

play,  pretend.

Author: Jake
Date: 27/03/2020