He was her book,
but she was only his chapter.
Nov 14, 2015
Nov 14, 2015 at 1:01 PM UTC
"For the failure,
For the broken heart,
And miserable
If only I could be born again,
I would choose not meeting you
If only I could be born again,
I would choose to not through this way
If only I could be born again..."
But I can not be born again..
I will not wish to,
for the rest of my age left
for the thing that would never happen
for my new age..
If I were born again,
I would still ask to meet you,
And this way is the thing that I always want..
Happy birthday, to me.
Dec 16, 2014
Dec 16, 2014 at 5:44 PM UTC
What is the matter
Of being
Fat
Black
Gay
Nerd
Different
Or what else?
All you can see here,
Are just Black and White
But you can still see
the beauty
inside
of these group of clauses
And I still can see,
I will always can see
your inner beauty
From those words you wrote
Dec 13, 2014
Dec 13, 2014 at 12:36 PM UTC
People.
She hates to see them in pain
And she can feel how they broke
She knows that she need to understand them
For the underestimation, for the selfishness
But in contrast,
When it comes to her,
"She's fine..."
Him.
She never ask much
She knows that she loves him
"More than she loves herself...."
Dec 8, 2014
Dec 8, 2014 at 6:28 AM UTC
Whenever you give me a hope,
I'm telling myself to not fall for you
But I failed
I should have known it was always a prevaricate hope
Or it was not a hope
It is just me,
Who always fall in tricky trap
And it is just me
Who always hope something
That I have never deserved for
Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 2:13 AM UTC
"The sun loves the earth,
As it gives the earth mortal light,
As it never tired of warming the earth,
Or never let the earth alone
Even in a billion distance
The sun never break its promise--
To stay forever
Just for the earth"
She is connected--
By the words she has read
She knew she was the sun
But she missed the last words--
"Even the sun and the earth will never be together
Cause the sun knows,
Closing to the earth
Are just impossible
And even possible--
Will only destroy the earth"
So she wish she was the earth..
Nov 20, 2014
Nov 20, 2014 at 9:48 AM UTC
She is too afraid of living in real life
So she would rather living in her poems
And suddenly,
All the sad poems were about her
She feels better,
Listen to the echo of its words
And how its make her feeling alive
Or at least,
It does not make her down,
Or leaving her
As everyone does
And it makes her feeling better
Nov 19, 2014
Nov 19, 2014 at 3:27 AM UTC
"You are the person I'm never stop looking even in a crowded place"
She said--in her memories.
Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 11:14 AM UTC
There she goes again
Stop her reading book--just
Taking her phone
Push the power button
Hoping there is a text
From the one she wish the most--
And still
All she get
Is an empty text
Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 10:11 AM UTC
If only he could understand your silence,
There will not be any poems
If only all the poems were work out,
There will not be any more art with beautiful word
If only he noticed all your words,
You might be stop writing
If only you stopped writing,
You have nothing to express
He left,
Everyone left
He does not understand your silence
You have much words to be written
So keep writing,
With beautiful words
And a deep hidden messages to be shown
So keep writing...
Nov 17, 2014
Nov 17, 2014 at 7:08 PM UTC