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  Aug 2018 emzee
city of flips
men and their egos (I turned twenty this summer) are
inseparable
insufferable

begrudgingly
they admit “guess you were right”
believing that will make them heroes,
by full on confessing they are *******

I turned twenty in the summer

my tan legs in cutoffs (it’s summer) drives them to madness,
accused, you are pitiless, for their dreams of you involve ransom  
still, you
search and quiet plead like Abraham, to the heated air,
while listening to Whitney Houston and Ed Sheeran,
(on your earbuds just so nobody knows your weakness)
for just that one good man in the township of
***** and Gomorrah

my mother bitter sneers good luck with that,
forgetting I am now twenty years
so old, so advanced,
that my hopes and aspirations are no longer those
the ones in my high school yearbook

my poetry fills pages,
a human urban renewal,
laying out a city of hope

recalling that ***** and Gemorrah were destroyed
emzee Aug 2018
It's my heart,
Which made her morning so soccery

It's my eyes
Which she afraid most...her sins are so hidden

It's my ears
Which trust her words not obviously

It's my hand ,
,hold her tightly,even don't knowing she need a rescue
It's my face

That she feds up ...but I didn't know that

It's me
Recently victims the silent betrayal
Lol but somewhat serious
emzee Mar 2018
There is no one path
That make the fate
When the mind choose that
Which make us sat
Long Nd long Nd long

Every time,,,see that choices
Which bear the poison
There the mind adopt
The worst which fed up

He had a JUMBLING MIND
That make him to the hell

JUMBLING JUMBLING JUMBLING
Variations.. strength
emzee Nov 2017
its not her who bear me...
for 10 months....

its not her who bear the pain..
which i gave when im to earth..

its not her who feed me...
when im hungry....

its only her who look after me...
since im 1 year old...

its only her who care about me...
upto iam 10...

its only her who cries...
when im hurt...

it will be only her...
who stay with me ....
upto she smell the earth..

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grannie
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emzee Nov 2017
i love to be sick
i love to be admitted
i love to injected
i love to have the medicine
But i hate to consult a doctor..

WHY??
emzee Oct 2017
It's not my fault
It's the tree which I was attracted with
When my eyes goes through the tree
Even my vehicle also attracted by the tree

It's not the doctor
Who said that I'm in the emergency ward
It's when I hear sound of scissors,
I recognized that I'm in the observation..

It's take me a long time to survive
And I try to attain my best to recreate all the relationship
After a long time
I got all my frnds back......
Thank you
emzee Feb 2017
EACH DAY I QUARREL WITH HER...

GIVES ME A HAPPINESS THAT CURE MY HEART...

EACH DAY I SCOLD HER...

GIVES ME THE ELDERSHIP THERE,,

BUT EACH DAY I BLAME HER..

GIVES ME AN APOLOGY...

EACH DAY I THANK  GOD..

FOR GIVING ME A SISTER LIKE HER  .





TO MA SISTER
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