Mane Omsy
Mane Omsy
1 day ago

Let's not be the grieved faces
Who didn't get the most of happiness
Throwing ourselves on broken walls
When we don't have strength to defend

Let's bring the joyous children
Wandering at the beautiful parks
Even the bees sting, but honey's sweet
Wait for days to pass melted hearts

Let's not worry what we lost
Reunite the joints shattered far away
Widen hearts to show bright tooth
We breath the same air, my dear

#love   #trust   #peace   #happy   #lost   #happiness   #forget   #joy   #ignore   #share  
insomniatrical
insomniatrical
4 days ago

Forget my face
Forget my name
But never forget the fun we had

Forget who I was to you
Forget about every minute we spent
But never forget what I made you feel

Forget the color of my eyes
Forget the feeling of my hand in yours
But never forget I loved you with all my heart.

Quietly it runs away
slips away as I sleep
fade leaving me to weep
Carefully I'll make my mind
And change who I was
Forcefully I'll work my way
To my future
My past will be a fuzz
I'm doing this because
I can no longer be
Who I was

Sometimes I don't know why I am doing What I'm doing. Am I going through the motions?
Is it time that I grow up and give in?
Are Dreams meant to be given up?
Am I supposed to decide what my future will be, so early in life?
Is life meant to be pushed and forcefully sped up?
Is this a competition?
Going this fast, surely my past will be forgotten.
#dream   #poem   #poetry   #future   #past   #quiet   #change   #forget   #force   #careful  

I lost her.
I tried making up for what I have done.
What have I done to get to this point?
I screwed up I know and I regret what I said.
I regret what I did to her. But I want to take it all back but I can't.
Please forgive me one day.
I know what I did was wrong and I tried fixing it but I guess I hurt her too much.
PLEASE know I am sorry.

I was an asshole to my ex girlfriend and i tried to make up for it but sje kept shooting me down.

Your eyes are rough as
your fingers dance over Rubik's Cubes
in achingly distant memories.

How I loved the echoing sound
which I am slowly forgetting.

~~ It is strangely painful to miss something that you never had before. ~~
#love   #sad   #eyes   #friendship   #forget   #memory   #puzzle   #longdistance   #rough   #finger  

Do not weep for the events that will come.
Treasure past memories, but do not fret.
All that matters is the moment.
All that matters is now.
What are you currently doing?
Sitting on a bus?
Reading a book?
Watching television?
Whatever it is, just stop and think for a minute.
When did you last thank someone?
When did you last tell her you loved her?
These are the things you should be thinking about.
It doesn't matter what you look like,
It doesn't matter what grades you're getting.
It doesn't matter whether you get that job or not.
All that matters is now.
Your friends, your family, your love.
They are all that will ever matter.
Are you making enough time for them?
Just forget about everything else.
Forget about it all apart from love.
The extent of your love is the extent of you.
Love everyone.
And be kind.
Because that is all that matters.
Love is all that matters.

please just love everyone, okay? we must overcome the hate that is ripping through our world.
#love   #world   #relationship   #forget   #remember   #all   #important   #that   #matters  

Those video chats
That lone meeting
I can forget you not
I can forget nothing
Though I am very forgetful
That I may forget to breathe
But I can not simply forget you

Those youthful eyes
The way you told lies
I can get over them not
I can not get over them
Though I have a great amnesia
That I suffer so much 'cause of
But I just can't get you out of my head

Those gorgeous curves
That near-perfect height
I can't just un-remember it
I can not ever forget you right
Though you did break me as often
That I fail to trust anyone else now
But I still have an immortal hope left for you

My HP Poem #1423
©Atul Kaushal
#forget   #you   #me   #for   #way   #still   #call   #mad   #loving   #kripi  

We get the blame, we get the trouble now
They got a pill it's just fine to forget it all
take all the pain away
A-ha, would I be myself if I did?

Not at all mine, from a song I heard that I just really identify with.
Copyright Racing Glaciers - Sertraline
#pills   #depression   #pain   #anxiety   #forget  

Hate. All I see is hate.
Pure, unadulterated hate.
It's everywhere now.
In the ceiling, under the rickety floorboards,
Sleeping through the cracks of a once impenetrable foundation.
There are three sides to every story, but no one wants to see the third side, the truth.  I'm right, no I'm right, well you're a demon. You're not smart enough, not pretty ebough, too pretty, the wrong ethnicity, to give a valid argument. You're not valid. Only I, the holiest of beings, can tell you how to think, what to say, and what to never say. I-
SHUT UP!!!
...
God, silence is golden.

Then there's the rest of us. The children, huddled in a dark corner where their angry parents hurl glass plates and scream. We want everything to be well. Perhaps "well again" isn't the right phrase. Home was never perfect, and it never will be. But if we could be a happy family, even through the dark times, if we could hear what one another is saying, no. If we could LISTEN to what one another is saying, that would be enough.

There are those who are done fighting, the old man in his wicker chair, waiting his whole life to be noticed. When he finally gets his medal, his children throw it into the garbage disposal. What is there left to say when no one will listen?

There are those of us on the front lines, the virtual vigilantes.
So passionate, so intense, so disconnected.

There are the Orwellian sheep. Saying what they've been told by whomever chooses to educate them. Their minds so innocent, angry, closing every day. They see not the masses of wolves spinning lies with the help of their wool.  

The house is crumbling. Those who scream too loud are breaking the glass windows. The soft spoken are struggling to clean the splintery, split floorboards. Of course, they are all too busy to notice the house is leaning far off to one side. It starts to teeter on the side of a cliff. Creak. Creak. Creak.

#love   #peace   #dying   #hate   #friendship   #forget   #politics   #dystopia   #animosity   #2017  

The breaths not taken are accumulating.

It mixes with the tears not shed.

Creates a poison that lingers in my thought

but doesn’t flow into my blood.

To keep my barely alive to suffer.

Suffer from a poison of my own making.



Slowly I forget

one small detail at a time.

I realize it only when I see this gap in memory

that my frail imagination fails to fill.

Words are slipping out of my hands.

My thoughts are no longer mine.



All the parks have become graveyards.

Where tomorrow died a slow, slow death.

And it slips into an even slower decay.

#poem   #alive   #poison   #forget   #memory   #decay   #breaths   #graveyards   #nair   #nayana  
 
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