I don't want to write anymore about you,
but whenever I write about someone else
the verses of my poem refuse
to have a different subject or muse
for it seems like only you
can fit to my words,
can make it alive
and can give it some hue.
May 21, 2020
May 21, 2020 at 1:23 PM UTC
your lips meet mine
and i reach such a high
life is sweeter
than summer lemonade
voilets in full bloom,
now that my hands
have held you.
May 21, 2020
May 21, 2020 at 1:16 PM UTC
While the time is still on our hands
Let me come with you
In every destinations you'll go
So I can take a picture
of every moment you do
So that I have a treasure to keep
I'll savor every moment that we spent
So I can still memorize your face
So I can remember your exploits
Your flaws, and your mannerisms
In case you'll leave me.
But I know it will be hard for me to let go
If you didn't want me to tag along with you anymore
It is a dangerous destination you say, I wouldn't ever want to see
So I obeyed you, because all i want is to keep happy memories inside my pocket
So I won't come and set you free
I don't want to capture a girl lying on a casket
And I don't wanna remember your death anniversary.
Jan 28, 2020
Jan 28, 2020 at 9:31 AM UTC
I dreamt about losing you
but when I woke up
I realised that I
already lost you a long
time ago.
Jun 28, 2019
Jun 28, 2019 at 8:57 AM UTC
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 like *******
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.
Jun 8, 2019
Jun 8, 2019 at 11:38 AM UTC
i wish these
teaspoons of smiles
and tears that i always
give, would be soon
a spoonful of smiles
and laughter.
Feb 3, 2019
Feb 3, 2019 at 9:43 AM UTC
How could I forget you?
The way you talk, the way you walk
The way you look at me, happiness shining through
How could I forget you?
The way you cared, your embrace
hugging me every night tightly
kissing me in the cheeks softly
How could I forget you?
The way you comfort, every time I shed a tear
you were there taking away my fear
How could I forget you?
You are the most beautiful person I've ever met
Your smiles and your love are true
i feel safe, and every time you sing a song
I feel beautiful, especially when you ended up
saying, I love you.
Jan 22, 2019
Jan 22, 2019 at 7:34 PM UTC
How can someone love me if I'm too broken?
If my scars are visible and ugly
If I keep too many secrets unspoken
And my heart is always unhappy
How can someone love me if I'm shattered?
I am a hard puzzle you can't ever solve
The pieces of me are scattered
And i am difficult to dissolve
How can someone love me if I don't even love myself?
If I'm the one who sends trouble
If I'm like an old book stock in a shelf
And a boring girl who doesn't go out from her bubble
So how can someone love me if I'm locked up in a cage
And too broken like a crumpled page.
Sep 20, 2018
Sep 20, 2018 at 8:33 AM UTC
You were blind
And I am blindly in love
You can't see the world nor I am
You told me to change my mind
I didn't, instead I made myself your eyes
It was happy being in love with you
Despite that you lack something, you were happy too
Yet you were sad because you can't see me and make me happy
So it's time to return the happiness you gave me
I gave you my eyes
And I was blind
You were happy to see the world for the first time
You noticed me and asked me who am I
I said I am the girl who stayed by your side
I held your face, you cried
I wiped it with my thumb and smiled
"Don't cry, love. Take care of the gift I gave you. Keep it, I want you to see the world by using the things i treasured."
Sep 14, 2018
Sep 14, 2018 at 8:04 AM UTC
How can I write a poem if I am stucked?
If my feelings are unfathomable
My words from my mouth can't be plucked
And my thoughts are so unexplainable
How can I write a poem if I stopped bleeding?
If my heart stops to function
And my lungs stops breathing
And my skin starts breaking to explosion
How could I write a poem if my soul is dead?
If my flesh starts to rotten
If the tears in my eyes I couldn't shed
And the memories I made was forgotten
How could I write a poem if from the beginning I have no feelings
And humans are also the reason why I stopped thinking.
Aug 23, 2018
Aug 23, 2018 at 12:04 AM UTC