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she is a happy ending,
not everyone can wait for.
I would rather be the winter while you were the summer,
We're both seasons that's completely
Opposite to each other
I would rather be the moon,
While you were the sun
Lighting me up, but your too far
And I'll wait a hundred years
For a total lunar eclipse
I would rather be living in a parallel universe
Than to live in the same world with you
where I can't be your world,
I would rather be sadness while you were the happiness
Where everyone hates me and everyone seeks for you
I would rather be stuck in the past
So we can't meet and you'll be happy
I would rather be a reader who's falling inlove with a fictional character than to fall in love
With a man that exist
Yes, I can touch him, I can feel him, I can love him, but in the end I know whatever I do I can't have him.
Pls don't give up on someone you truly love.
She had a permanent mark
Around her wrist
And a beautiful home
In oblivion
Move like little bells
leaves in the wind
blown, plucked

bend aside, participate
shake the trunk
dance on clubfeet

stamp the beat
sway my hair around
pose and ruckle

with the smallest branches
and slightly ruffle
my carrot heels
“Toccare” (“Touch”, 1979, Ton Bruynèl)

Collection “org anp ark” #64
red and blue lights
breaking down walls

tripping, sinking
melting, stinking

stained windows
dim sunlight

look across the street
who will you meet
a stranger

look down

filling, spilling
ripping, spoiling

rats running around
Beautifully Broken
Harshitha Girish
He was the hero for his daughter,
Faith for his wife,
And strength for his parents.
Sea's End
When two poets love,
Words start to hang in the air
And lose their meaning.
Another haiku? Wow! I'm only so good with words until I actually need to use them. Just ask my girl. (Spoiler alert: I'm really bad at articulating my thoughts in the heat of the moment. That's why I'm here.)
Febronia Ventura
What you want
What I want
Our desires.
What you can
What I will
What we should.
What you need
What I need
Endless Love.
you get one day to cry
but tomorrow
it’s time to fix your crown
I wonder what it feels like
To hold the world in your hands
And let it slip from your grasp

Suppose I'll never know
This is a little
So please sing
Anna Bell
“i love you”
those words
                                      from his lips
i believed his deceitful manner
his charisma, it was alluring
I think most people take this as an s.o. but it could be anyone who stopped loving you a friend, a parent to just deceive you to get what they want from you. I also thought of the devil as I wrote this, he deceives you and feeds you with lies to follow him.
there are infinite days
now I miss the sky
now I miss the wind

I let my shadow walk ahead of me

I miss the night sky
days I wished for clear skies wide eyes

a room without a window
feels like I'm wearing chains

is it raining
what's this feeling
I turn off all sounds
quiet down
I can slowly hear it now

if I walkout
I can hear the stars say
where did you go
we are here for you
divinity m
my teeth
aren’t the only thing
my red lipstick stains
how do you name
this kind of strength?

the thing she loves most
shatters her, irreparably

shards sink to the depths
drowning she dies there

then recreates herself,
returning to care for it
Richard Frank
I want to be forgotten,
Like the sun during the night
I want to be forgotten,
Like the history buried in past

I want to be forgotten,
Like the people who were once known
I want to be forgotten
Like the happy memories, we always had

I want to be forgotten,
Like what you did to me

Always remember to forget me
The day  has now gone here is the night
It's twelve o'clock all lights gone out
Not a single soul no one insight
We look out the window no one about.

Eyes are weary we are fighting sleep
Time to clime up that wooden hill
Waiting for us is the bed and sheets
Tired and drowsy sleep we will.

The evenings are colder
The frost here again
But we are much older
And our health's not the same

So as we head to that slumber land
And we dream our cares away
We pull up the blankets with our hands
And say goodnight to the day.
These cold nights a nice warm bed is welcoming.
heart is                                                  
A LANTERN                                              
Inside, lives a                                              
♡         ­                                       
e                   ­                 
t                       ­                       
  ­   n                                
      d                        ­                  
      ♡                                       ­             
s                                                  ­  
e                     ­             

                   bright wings
                     G L I T T E R I N G
                     with love, life and

I grow,                
S H E  R E M A I N S              
youthful, timid,              
d       ­     


                   ­                     spent days
                                          JUST  CRYING
     ­                                     feeling so lost
             ­                             ♡
                                  ­        I
       ­                                             s
                  ­                             o
                     ­          s
                    ­                              y
                                 ­                   ♡

                                           ­                             The
                                ­                                         summer
                                                          ­                OF HER HEART
                                                           ­                  became winter
                                                          ­                bleak
                                           ­                            ♡
                                                               ­                 a
                                                                ­                     n
                                                               ­                   d
                                            ­                            ♡
                                   ­                            c
                                                               ­   l
                                                            ­                d
                                                                ­                   ♡

                       with time
                          SHE MANAGED
                        to pick herself
                  ­ n
                           ­               h
      ­                           r

the help                        
O F  O T H E R                        
fellow Kings and                        
k         ­                         
♡                                      ­    
♡  ­        

                   You                                                              ­    
all have                                              
A D D E D   TO                                            
my heart's inner                                              
flame        ­                                        
n   ­                                                       
♡       ­                               
o  ­                      
e                               ­       
♡                     ­           

       Winds                                                            ­              
blow, wings                                                            ­      
NOW FLUTTER                                                          ­        
I'm ready to                                                               ­   
fly                                                              ­  
♡                                                                ­
b                                                               ­ 
y                                                              ­  
s    ­                                            
d            ­                                              
e                 ­                                                   ♡
I'm back!
So sorry everyone, the last few weeks have been... a strain on me.
I am still doing my media course and all, but mentally and emotionally,
I was slipping down into a dark place. My sleeping patterns have been messed up, my nerves have been completely out of control, my self-doubt, anxiety and depression drained me so much that I found it really hard to write, so I needed time to gather myself. It was so hard for me to pick up a pen. To do anything. My smiles were hollow and I just felt so lost.

I just wanted to apologise, I didn't mean to worry anyone. I'm truly touched by the out-pour of support for me. I got so many messages asking if I was alright. I can't express how much that warmed my heart. I'm so used to people being angry at me for my silence that it usually scares me to come back. By nature, with everything I've experienced, it's made me more and more of an isolationist. To all of those people, truly, thank you so so much for staying and just being kind to me...
Really. Thank you T-T
And thank you to all my followers, old and new.
245 followers... I can't even... T-T
I'm sorry if I sound like a broken record but thank you.
I'm back now, and I'm feeling better.
It's easier to hold my pen so I will resume spilling my ink.

I'll continue the Masked Bard on Thursday, I'm free the whole day.
I have no idea of my schedule the coming week.
Again, I appreciate everyone one of you.
Thank you for keeping me in your thoughts.
Thank you for staying with someone like me.
With much love,
Lyn ***
I'm a block from your house

We could be talking



But your busy

I get it
ok okay
The words do not always come
Sometimes they can not be wrote
They are just thoughts stuck in the mind
Burred in all that is lost
i deserve better
than chasing after you
and wondering if someday
my dreams will come true

i deserve better
than looking for a way
there's this pain in my chest
that just won't go away

i deserve better
than waiting for you to notice
the way i stare at you
handing you all these chances

i deserve better
than being taken for granted
time and time again
i am not the one you wanted
Radhika Krishna
I went to the graveyard
And layed flowers for my girl
it was oh so quiet around me
The air was cold
and my hands were cold
and my heart was cold
When drops of water fell
I looked up
and the sky was crying too
once upon a time
long ago
there was a you and me

i knew you once
and it was nice
silence was comfy
and we didnt have to try

i knew you once
long ago
you shared your secrets
and i shared mine

i knew you once
long ago
but where did you go...?
argh, i miss you.
Mr Zeal
Things seem so fake
I seem so fake.
Days run on Days
I run on Grace.
So close to hell
Man the Stinch of the place.
The stinch of my pride
I’ll be lying if I’m not scared inside.

I’m not Suicidal but sometimes I wanna die,
If Love is the Prize, If life is Wise
God is True and Every man is a lie
Then Forgive me Belove for letting my life be a lie.
girl friend
girl                   friend
girl                                                 friend
girl                                                      ­                         friend
girl                                                      ­                                                       friend
noren tirtho
Time doesn't heal.
And the wound knows it.
Layers gather on the ****
but the damage remains,
hiding itself deep inside
the secret scar
time healing wound layers damage hidden secret scar
He always told me he "loved" me.

But we were wrapped in white sheets and his hands were all over me

His lips lingered trails on my neck as his eyes were turning a shade darker

He always told me he "loved" me

When we were both intoxicated and that he was in desperation for touch

But the worst part wasn't the one sided pleasure
The worst part was that i believed.
why do you have to do  this to me?
Lottie White
carry me down beneath
and drown all your sorrows
in me

when you guide me by the hand,
please be as gentle as the rolling sand
If you could read my mind,
You’d see a thousand papers
Filled with broken poetries
And deadbeat proses
Full of woeful verses
With mournful pieces
Of unfinished stories
That are yet to be written
And failed to be spoken;
If you could read my mind,
You’d hear horrible screams
And earsplitting weeps
From shattered dreams,
Kept in a nasty notepad,
Scribbled on a bed
Of bloodstained words,
Ringing in my head.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see the shadows
That lurk within me;
You’d hear the bellows,
Screeching the words
“I’m tired,”
“I’m a failure,”
“I’m stupid –”
I know it sounds stupid,
It’s pathetically foolish
And seems too *******.
If you could read my mind,
You’d feel the tears
I had ever failed to cry;
You’d see the people
That make the weak weaker;
You’d see the monsters
That consume my head;
You’d hear the hollers
That failed to be freed;
You’d see the heart
That still bleeds and bleeds.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see the face
I’ve failed to show back then,
The face I’ve faked back then.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see a character
I had ever failed to become
If you could read my mind,
You’d be able to read
A book you never wished
To touch and read,
But sometimes I still wish
Someone could read my mind.
I remember that heaviness
Laying on my mothers bathroom floor
Hitting no end
I was laying there for hours..
Staring at the ceiling being engulfed in emotion
I have a love/hate for that moment in time
I felt so much of one emotion it was like a drug
I know what you want,
But I refuse you to give it
It was never my wont
To comfort with this base ****
sorry to say
but some of your poems
aren't poems
this is not a poem / why was this trending ?? oh my..
Steve Page
Infinity isn't a number
And nor am I.
Listening to mathematicians.
Lauren Leal
Actions speak louder than words,
You wonder why I'm speechless.
What’s the difference between
a break up
and a breakdown?
The weight.
A break up is
A breakdown is

I’m tired of hearing that I’m
too much,
that you’re
not ready,
not good enough.

There are a lot of things I’m scared of
but love isn’t one of them.
After everything you’ve seen,
how can that be what scares you?
Don’t tell me you’re afraid.
The truth is
you don’t love me.
What you’re afraid of
is the look in my eye
when you’re hurting me.
Copyright © 2020 Mariah Simpson All Rights Reserved
The two things
I hate the most
Are short poems
And hypocrisy
Ariana Bagley
I love him
I tell myself
I know that
We will be together forever
I don’t believe that
We could be separated
My thoughts tell me that
He’s the love of my life
Sometimes my heart lies and says
I could live an eternity
Without him
Like my friends say
“We’re perfect for each other”
And you can’t tell me
He’s not the one.

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