warmth of the sun
scent of freshly-mown grass
chirping of birds
field of blooms
dancing to the rhythm of the breeze
back and forth
the petals sway gently
as the wind
b
l
o
w
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at springtime
Apr 12, 2017
Apr 12, 2017 at 3:29 AM UTC
She fell for the guy she writes about
in every single piece of her poetry
the guy she has never even met
well, perhaps not just yet
Dec 2, 2015
Dec 2, 2015 at 10:59 AM UTC
It's like a landslide of small, sharp rocks
falling onto your chest
into the spaces between your ribs
damaging your heart
and whats left of your fading soul
Nov 11, 2014
Nov 11, 2014 at 8:20 AM UTC
Monsters she had always feared since she were four
They still exist
Even now,
Those terrifying creatures
Breathe and live in her
Deep, deep, deep inside her pure soul
Feeding of her unseen menacing dark thoughts
Slowly ******* her soul like dementors
As she begins to lose herself
They wait until she unleashes them
to the filthy world
Oct 22, 2014
Oct 22, 2014 at 9:01 AM UTC
Running out of days
My breath is becoming short
The whispering wind begs me to stay
Hoping for a twist in this plot
Please don't take my soul
Not now, not just yet
But it's beyond my control
Must cherish this journey of no regrets
Let's build our own little fort
Where no one gets hurt and no one dies
Hopes and prayers are my last resort
As we bid melancholy goodbyes
Oh darling, take my hand
My grip is getting weaker
Prepare yourself to let go, unplanned
Since my skin has turned paler
Soon my sleep will become deeper
Craving for a final moment with you
Before falling into this eternal slumber
Before my time due
Oh darling, wipe your tears
Those drops are precious
Go to our little fort, take shelter
And reminisce how our memories were tenacious
Raising a white flag
One more moment, please
I solemnly begged
Alas, closing my eyes at ease
Jan 20, 2014
Jan 20, 2014 at 12:19 PM UTC
The snow reminds me of every part of you
Your shimmering blue eyes
Flecked with shades of gray
They were iridescent
Resemblance of the sky at winter time
Without a slight touch of clouds
The depths of your deep chestnut brown hair
Reflected all the radiance in your smile
On the well-carved yet pale lips of yours
A smile that could cure cancer and wars
When your cold fingers touch mine
It sends shiver down my spine
You're no prince charming
Nor are you a mighty knight
Just someone for me to cuddle
During chilly nights
The way you laugh- oh its cliché
How it simply takes my breath away
Like a snowflake's delicate six-fold symmetry
Something about you is exquisite, indescribably
Without no fathomable sign I'm just drawn to you
Each and every part of your beautiful existence
Jan 8, 2014
Jan 8, 2014 at 4:34 AM UTC
there are big ships, there are small ships
but friendship is the best ship of all
yet all those friendships are dusts
compared to the breathtaking rainbow of mine
we are completely different
but still alike in so many ways
we're a pair of mismatched socks
you're like a precious pearl hidden in the ocean
one of the amazing things
God have ever granted me in life
those dark clouds you see in yourself
my eyes look at them as rays of sunshine
I've never think of you as a sister
like other best friends do
you're more like a part of my soul
my better half
gossip and secrets
all sealed in our bucket
pain and tears
we share them in our prayers
strife and silly fights
I believe it will always end up alright
heartaches and heartbreaks
we mend them with cupcakes
you did not turn my frowns into smiles
instead you turned them into laughter
know that I won't fight for you
I would **** for you
whenever you shed a tear, I don't feel sad
something inside me just die a little
you've put up with me for almost four years
I can't be grateful enough for your existence
years and years from this moment
I want to be your bridesmaid on your blissful day
I want to be the first one you share the good news
when there's another heart beating in you
I want to be the one you play crosswords with when our hairs are grey
I want to be by your side during your final day of breathing
I want to be your best friend again in the after life
when and how you walked in my life, I don't think I will be able to remember
but I know for sure we'll make it to forever
Dec 14, 2013
Dec 14, 2013 at 1:04 PM UTC
hugging your knees, rocking back and forth
with tears streaming down your face
menacing thoughts dance in your mind
even a silent creak sounds as loud as a heavy metal song
blaming and cursing yourself
for someone else's faults
putting your soul on the line
numb, senseless
about to take the fall from a skyscraper
second thoughts might make you reconsider
if only your faith could search for a reason
to live;
even one is more than enough
yet that one reason decided to play hide and seek
not knowing you no longer have the strength
to hunt for it
instead of looking back
you take a step forward to the border
eyes closed, arms spread out like wings
inhaling deep breaths
the moment before you take the jump
and there you go
you fly into the air
letting the the gravity consume you
finally released from your suicidal thoughts
Dec 9, 2013
Dec 9, 2013 at 12:58 PM UTC
Do you believe in soulmates?
it is indeed cliche and overused
but i do
i do believe in the miracle of falling in love
each of us are destined to be with someone
someone who brings sunshine
when your days are rainy
someone who gives you hope
when you're out of faith
someone who holds your hand
when your ride is bumpy
your soulmate is your other half
they might be thrown across the world
they might also be living next door
how will you know who your soulmates is?
you see, some say you don't
one day you just take the jump
and wait till fate catches
have you ever met someone for the first time
but your heart feels as if you’ve met them before?
the moment you meet someone
that capital S someone
you'll feel an inexplicable attraction to that person
your souls are drawn to each other
that's the thing about love
logic can never do the math
there is someone, somewhere out there
who you can just love and love
no matter how tough the journey is
no matter how constant the drift-aparts are
you will always find your way
back to each other
Nov 30, 2013
Nov 30, 2013 at 2:34 AM UTC
she can't stop writing poems
there are so many words
she wants to leave behind
her desire is to leave a mark
upon the world
Augustus Waters once said,
the marks humans leave are too often scars
but not scars that she wanted to leave
she just wants to be remembered
not as a perfect person
instead as someone who is touched by flaws
she wants to be remembered
for her mistakes
her dreams
her laughter
her delicate words
she wants to be remembered
as herself
because at the end of the day
one lives in the hope of becoming a memory
Nov 26, 2013
Nov 26, 2013 at 8:42 AM UTC