She's a normal girl for all we know
She's lonely and weak, for all we know
She reads all day, for all we know
She is evil, someone said so
She leave whenever she feel
she hides whenever she fear
she all that we thin
she is evil, so we speak
rather than loving
she choose reading
she spend her time learning new things
she is evil, evil within
years had pass, she had a dream
a dream of escaping this poem they built
she's trap, lonely, and feared
she has no idea what she did
oh she prayed
to the god that doesn't exist
she pray hard, hoping for a miracle
a miracle for her to be free
Jan 29, 2019
Jan 29, 2019 at 8:49 AM UTC
Love is seeing the entire universe in your honey-colored eyes.
Love is the warm, fuzzy, lingering feeling when your hand brushes mine.
Love is the butterflies I feel in my stomach each time I see you, with your hands on your pockets, a small smirk tugging on your lips.
Love is the soft sound of your breathing when we are engulfed by the silence of the room, reading books, sitting quietly.
Love is everything I needed and more.
Love is you.
Your smiles, your lips, your scent, mixed together make my knees go weak and the world go round.
You are a roller coaster ride.
You make me feel scared, but excited and happy all at the same time.
You are a drug, intoxicating and wonderful and dangerous, yet you make me feel safe and sound.
You make me see things, beautiful things that I have never seen before.
You make me feel every possible emotion that anyone could ever feel.
You are art, beautiful and incomprehensible.
You are a puzzle that needs to be solved, a mystery that needs to be unraveled.
You are everything that my eyes can see, the only one who can make my heart flutter.
You are love.
Aug 25, 2018
Aug 25, 2018 at 9:36 PM UTC
you have the formula
A Love Poem Recipe:
Fij = G(Mi x Mj)/Dij.
This formula, simplified, means that trade between two markets will equal the size of the two markets multiplied together and then divided by their distance.
(The model gets its name from its mathematical similarity to the equation in physics that describes gravitational pull.)
~~~
long ago, swore off
the love poem business.
lying that this
the last poem ever published
moan not,
statistically, for sure be
a heart-infected sick teenager
bemoaning/high fiving
their fated status
but I don't need to add to
that smoldering pile
the excellence, the richness,
the virtuosity
of the formula
a metaphor,
for the bounty and the risk,
in any love affair, thus love needy
for a diagrammed explication
two markets, soft upon each other,
multiply their trade in love and kisses
can you kiss her (him) but once?
nonsense!
saying I love you
but once a day,
like it was a vitamin,
preposterous!
no, love expands like a gas
(a distant cousin to our formula),
filling in the empty spaces,
escaping through crevices,
spilling, oft filling up
the nearby bystanders
in love,
there is no thing as
one touch clicking
but one touch
reveals the genetic marker,
the initial intimacy injection
Let the addiction begin!
ten thousand grasps,
some soft, some hard,
upon each other,
till fingers go lifelong contented numb
desire and affection spread like a
positive infection,
the curative powers
elegiac,
but never prosaic and though
formulaic
think more
voltaic and paradisiac
electric heaven
go forth and scribe
you got the secret
recipe
Jun 16, 2018
Jun 16, 2018 at 1:48 PM UTC
A bouquet of roses, thorns preventing my grip
Blood flows down my hands, seemingly like the beauty of a sunken ship
The unknown awaits me, does it hide a treasure
A risk I have to take between the pain and the pleasure
Thy eyes that are so cold hide a passionate fire
A person with an unfathomable beauty I admire
So strong yet so frail Thousands of mysteries yet to unveil
Jun 16, 2018
Jun 16, 2018 at 1:15 PM UTC
Cut the strings you’ve tied with her,
Love the person you wish to see
She was an emblem of life’s certainty
The girl you left for thee
You spoiled yourself
With too much of what you need
You gave her enough rope to hang herself
Just for your pain to heave
Jun 16, 2018
Jun 16, 2018 at 11:14 AM UTC
I can't believe it's been this long
13 years since you have been gone
Not a day goes by that we don't think of you
And treasure the memories we have of you
Even though you were gone before we said "I do"
I still consider you my family too
My father in law you will always be
Forever and always will be with me
Jun 14, 2018
Jun 14, 2018 at 1:59 PM UTC
In the sea of stars where wishes come true
The night sky painted with white purple and blue
I grasp them and hope to never let go
A silent place with no despair or sorrow
Journey with no care for destination
Only filled with memories of happy occasions
Alas, those stars are far far away
A perfect world where dreams come into play
Look up at the starry night sky
Fantasizing the feeling of wanting to fly
No pain, suffering wound or scars
All of these to be found in the sea of stars
Jun 14, 2018
Jun 14, 2018 at 1:40 PM UTC
what's fun about being hurt
when you didn't invite hurt in the first place
what's sad about being happy
despite your loved ones died recently
what's wrong about smiling to someone you barely even know
you try to be nice to mean people
you try to be mean to nice people
you try to be fair when everything is unfair
you're being unfair, you know?
Jun 12, 2018
Jun 12, 2018 at 9:51 AM UTC
Walk these steps by yourself, not because you are alone.
But,Because you are strong.
Live to tell your tales, not for you to have a legacy.
But for inspiration among others
Put your heart on your sleeve, not because you are infatuated and anxious with the thought of love.
But, Because you gave yourself permission to fall in love.
Break a piece of you for everyone to feast, not because you desire for the broken people to stop wincing, but for the sole reason of giving without receiving
Finally, say “I love you” to the people who you care about the most, not because, oneday they will never be around. Because they are already there.
Mar 26, 2018
Mar 26, 2018 at 6:14 AM UTC
you've been good to me
you've shown me the way to be free
I want to give something in return
so I wrote this poem that I've learn
You are the instrument of my song
LISTEN
LISTEN
LISTEN
To the beat of your heart as it play along.
I've never been this in love before
but I know that you are someone I wont fall for.
You are the song that plays in the background
before I knew it, you're all ready there,
standing
watching
playing
singing
waiting
and I was dumbfounded.
you are the instrument that lives in me....
you are my inspiration that drove me here..
I feel blessed that I've known you
because without you
I will never be a writer of expression.
Mar 14, 2018
Mar 14, 2018 at 8:06 AM UTC