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Jester Andre Aug 2018
You and I were never meant to be friends
And I refuse to believe that
You will continue to care for me in the future
My hope is one day,
You will be forgotten
Don't you ever think that
You'll always be a part of my life
Don't you know that
Being a friend to you gave me sufferings
You are wrong if you believe that
I have cherished you all these time
My love was never real
It is foolish to think that
You have been my friend
Ever since then.
(This is a reverse poem which should be read from the last line up.)
Jester Andre Jul 2018
All those love songs you used to
sing
to me before I
close my eyes to sleep
All those moments we
shared
where only love breathes
All those fights we
encountered
which just made our relationship
stronger with every passing second of the day
All those memories we made together which made me believe that forever do exist
All those feelings you gave me which entangled our
heartstrings
to the point of no return, and yet
In just
Five minutes that we talked
Four glances that you made
Three words, “Let's break up,” which broke my very soul
Two heavy breaths you took, and
One single goodbye
Our supposed to be “everlasting lovestory” saw its very own curtains
close.
Jester Andre Jul 2018
I clenched my fist and gritted my teeth as I gulped;
My head tilted upwards and stared at the sky filled with the
blue color that reminds me of your eyes filled with
wonders, trying not to look directly into the windows of your
soul;
I did all these not to suppress my anger, but something even more
difficult;
But no matter what I do, everything is not under my
control and will
never be
For these tears still streamed down my cheeks filled with deep sorrow and melancholy;
Yes, it's hard;
It's making me bleed so much that I feel like I'm dying yet still continuing to
breathe;
It's far more arduous than any predicament that I have encountered in my whole existence;
Yet I still have to do it;
For I cannot continue any longer to hurt you by offering you my heart, my dear;
As you continue to heal and purify all my sins
While all I ever do is
corrupt
your soul and drag you in the the deepest and darkest abyss that I call
home;
Darling, I am now setting you free and breaking the chains that
restrict
you from ascending into the
limitless sky where you truly
belong, so flap you wings
and fly to your
well-being;
Goodbye.
Jester Andre Jul 2018
Of all the billion people in the world
It truly is such an
enigma
That I got to meet you;
Falling so deeply in love
like falling on the deepest
abyss where I could no longer
escape alive;
I can't help but think
it's the universe's fault;
As time and space themselves
and all the star dust conspired altogether
just for our story to exist
and for our
heartstrings
to connect
for all
eternity.
First poem to publish (/≧ω≦)/
Jester Andre Sep 2018
You and I were never meant to be

And I refuse to believe that

I still love you the way I always have

I realize this may be a shock, but

From the bottom of my heart, I love you

Is really a lie

I love someone else

More than you

I will tell you this:

Once upon a time, I fell in love with you

But this never came true, because

I'll never tell you that “I do”

I think that

In the future,

We won't cross paths again

No longer can it be said that

We were destined to be together

It will be evident that

I will never be yours

It is foolish to think that

I really do love you.
This is a reversible poem. Try reading from bottom to top and see the magic ✨
Jester Andre Aug 2018
Eyes watered up as my voice cracked
Seeing you here, hearing your voice, and our supposed to be ‘happy date’ turned into closing curtains
For you stabbed me with three words that completely broke me
apart;
You started this relationship in three words, yet you also ended it in three;
How funny, how did “Be my girlfriend” get turned into “Let's break up” that easily?
I shook my head and begged you to stay;
I persisted and kept asking you for a reason;
For how will I be able to move on if I get left behind without something as little as that?
A few minutes of silence enveloped us before you opened your mouth to speak;
My fingers curled up and formed a fist after hearing your explanation;
Just because of the rumors and judgments people say, you'll split up with me?
Why?
Do you see our relationship as an acne? That makes you look bad in society?
I stepped towards you and held your shoulder,
“Their opinions don't matter!” I yelled as tears continue to fall;
It's true, isn't it?
Like how a little pesky pimple doesn't make people ugly, our relationship's flaw doesn't matter too;
So why can't you
understand?
“No, Beatrice, we need to stop this. I'm sorry. Good bye.”
I felt my whole world crashing down as you slowly stepped back, and permanently left my life;
You really are my greatest downfall, my love;
Goodbye.
Jester Andre Oct 2018
I know a girl who liked to draw
She drew pictures that nobody saw
She was most artistic late at night
Inside the bathroom; out of sight

She kept a secret nobody knew
She didn't tell a soul and her gallery grew
Her drawings were different; no paper or pen
But needed a bandage now and again

She stood in front of a mirror in the dark
Seeing every single line, every mark
Pitiful, she was crying tears of misery
Wait, isn't the girl in the mirror... me?
Jester Andre Aug 2018
Finally;
They finally learned how to love me;
I can now feel them care and worry;
And see them giving me attention—how merry!

Some gave me thanks, while some kept saying sorry;
Why do you aplogize, dear crony?
You never did anything faulty
Can't you see? I'm finally happy.

For I can now feel their love for me
As I lie in this coffin, lifeless, and devoid of any vitality;
One by one, they walked in just to see my body
Now I feel like a famous celebrity.

The corners of my lips curled up; smiling bitterly
Wanting to shout and scream so loudly
Why didn't you tell me those words that might have made me happy
When I was still living in this world full of negativity?

But I do know the answer, honestly;
For regret is stronger than any emotionality
Oh, look how much they regret their insensibility
As they lost me, yet learned to love me—finally.

— The End —