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J Jun 2015
I** hate you so much,
Living with a grudge,
Over with this love,
Vanished and gotten rid of.
Even though you were great
You are now just too late.
Our love is long lost,
Unfolded the truth at last.


You were just a fake,
What a painful headache.
This feeling is unusual.
J Oct 2015
We all had those dark gloomy days,
Just an ordinary and typical life's phase.

When I feel like I'm breaking down,
I put up and unusual frown.

When I feel like committing suicide
Because of what I held inside

When I thought about giving up
It was an obvious snub.

When I lost my sanity,
I could not see with clarity.

When life's a real pain in the ***,
The burden I carry is a heavy mass

But what kept me going,
Was knowing,

Here's a big clue,
It was you
The one and only reason why I'm sane,
You ended all the pain.
Even when I'm feeling blue
I would still love you
:)
J Jun 2015
Hey there poets, this is my first poem.
I've been feeling bored and lonesome.
So I ended up here.
Reading poems from my peers.
Finding something to do with my time,
Something to do with making rhyme.
This is turning out quite bad,
Yet I ain't mad.
I don't know what I'm doing,
But hey, good morning.
J Sep 2015
Sometimes, the most pathetic thing they ever told me,
Was the never give up and keep trying.
I'm sick and tired, I want to be free.
Make all the problems turn to nothing.
Why bother to try?
Life's unfair and it's quite obvious
Don't ever set your hopes high,
Admit it, we're all quite envious.
I actually bothered to wait
That was such a fool
I feel like I've taken the bait.
After all, Life has no rules.
Why don't we just give up,
No point continuing with futile attempts.
The world's big, we're just a nub.
Why not go in contempt
J Jun 2015
Watch your words,
They'll affect afterwards.
*Just cover with some laughter
It will be gone soon after.
Just a short poem
J Jun 2015
Everyday I think of you,
I don't know what to do.
No where to turn to,
Nor could I undo.
Hard to see from a different point of view.
This may be out of the blue
But I don't have any clue,
Not even one or two.
You don't know what I've been through,
Put yourself in my shoes
And you'll understand the pain too.
I don't know what you're up to
But I've withdrew.
Meeting you was taboo
I wish this was untrue.
Well, thank you
For what you've put me through.
You wasted my time talking to you,
Without further ado,
I'm making my debut.
Starting life anew.
Hello.

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