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May 21, 2020
May 21, 2020 at 10:22 PM UTC
A REVERSE POETRY
-read from bottom to top
stop hoping for the future
gaze for the stars and don't ever
stop hating yourself
please, I tell you
youβre truly a humiliation
donβt ever believe that
you shine in my eyes and mind
because you really, as a person,
change me on who I become
never be scared to
make yourself torture in hatred
not in a million years you'll try to
be the epitome of perfection
because you will
be forever loathed by many
never believe that you will
always be the person I loved
reminisce the memory and
be the detestation in my mind
don't every try to
convince yourself that you are a treasure.
May 21, 2020
May 21, 2020 at 10:15 PM UTC
at first, I embraced euphoria
the overwhelming desire of being free
seeing the skies so stunning
hearing the rhapsodic humming of birds
such as that, I roamed halcyon earth
but deep down, I hanker for passion
found a person who gave so much memories -
the blazing heat that touches my skin;
whenever I shred,
there's she who filled the emptiness
then I started feeling so alive;
as she stares at my lovely eyes
as she unravels my clothes --
and starts making love
As I gasped for air and fell inlove with pain
the morose agonies was my light
and paradise became my darkness
whereas, my demons were placid,
it possessed me for I embraced their torture
and started feeling so euphoric in pain
I can feel the promise of pain
that she won't leave, she will stay.
May 11, 2019
May 11, 2019 at 1:05 AM UTC
i always told her that this isn't love
we were just seeing two empty doves
floating above our minds to control
to change the fate of lost soul
we were both enraptured with greed
just turned into monsters to bleed
is it wrong to love similar to you?
or is this a sin to be true?
both doves had weep for many days
while sensing the heat in so much blaze
our demons inside began to get lost
such until our fate wander and crossed
she is art,Β Β unique, a dire perfection
chained in lust but devoured by affection
she is heaven-sent, a tormenting angel
who agonize thyself and put into spell
we we're lost souls force to meet in lust
shattered in pieces and thrown in disgust
struggling beyond the things undiscussed
but I left her because of the people I trust
I want her to know that she's my biggest regret
for losing her was my death to forget
May 10, 2019
May 10, 2019 at 8:42 AM UTC
a flower with perfection blooming every night
with a sweet-scented smell but averse to light
she was a wicked flower on leaving a strange mark
withered in sun's rays but lived again in the dark
the wicked flower, loathed the sun's heat and gleam
everyday, her petal wilt and looses one as it seem
roaming in distinct grounds, digging up any mess
but the guilt of the providence gave an erroneous guess
her petals travelled and noticed the sun's heat
burning her in flames and crumble into sheet
the moon never came back, as the flower is dying
one by one her petals brawl and endure the vying
the flower wail in gloom, ignited by the blaze of the sun
she thought about hope but never come into one
she was the wicked flower, died because of the light
and never breathe again because of the fright
Oct 14, 2018
Oct 14, 2018 at 6:09 PM UTC
you are my sunshine in my darkest cloud
you made my heart flutter amongst the crowd
you are my rainbow after my melancholy's rain
you still made my eyes twinkling tho i'm in pain
you are my only hope my love in times of despair
those exquisite memories of ours, i planned with care
you are my undying love in this ruthless earth
love me forever for we're destined since birth
Mar 28, 2018
Mar 28, 2018 at 2:37 AM UTC
a mortal, unfortunate, unwelcome to earth
for he holds the sword, and never rebirth
in this first life of his, still on agony
waiting for his bride and prayed for the deity
to remove the sword that was pierced on his chest
just to stop breathing and be on a rest
yet so unlucky, because of this futile punishment
alive yet experiencing the sensation of torment
only his bride can change the prophecy
moments had passed, but it was a catastrophe
his bride canβt remove the sword
so the goblin insisted that his bride is absurd
the deity appeared and spill out the honesty
only true love can change the present reality
the wife fell inlove truly with the goblin
yet, death is following her within
they fought death and the power of the gods
hope were the only miracle behind those odds
but the unexpected has brought something strange
the girl died so the future will never be change
the goblin waits hundreds of years for her wife to come back
until now, he waits and waits for her wife to come back..
Dec 2, 2017
Dec 2, 2017 at 7:31 AM UTC
our time had differences,
but we still have time to confess
our feelings that is full of oppressed
but you still love me, I guess?
it's evening in our's, morning in your's
dinner in our's, breakfast in your's
different countries but similar emotions
we're a couple but surrounded with oceans
you're far but still i can feel you beside me
the way you touches my skin in my own fantasy
the way you caresses my cheeks like we're in reality
i'm dreaming just because i love you baby
but i want to wake up in this kind of dream
this is kinda unhappy in this type of theme
i want you now to be my girl officially
please answer me 'yes' maybe?
if you're not yet ready to answer my query
i will court you everyday just to prove you my loyalty
i am dignified to make you euphoric
i love you, please answer me real quick...
if your expecting a lot of efforts from me
i'm sorry but i can only offer you my heart baby
I love you so much baby
like a blue moon, that will be an infinity
lastly, you must be confused why the poem is entitled blue moon
it means there's a forever existing in our's soon.
Nov 28, 2017
Nov 28, 2017 at 5:50 PM UTC
