Khadi Alza

Khadi Alza 1d

I laughed as you asked me if I and that guy are together.
I had to wipe the tears from my face when I said, "No, we're not together.
Never, ever in a million years.
We're only friends, not lovers."

You said we're a perfect pair,
Well, put that thought back into your hair,
'Cause the both of us are just friends.
We're not gonna follow the trends,
And suddenly be each other's 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞-𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧-𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬.

I know I sometimes call him cute
When I see his hair ******* and dressed in a suit,
But I mean it platonically,
Not romantically.
Plus, he likes another girl,
And I another guy.
That's why you'll never catch us together,
'Cause we don't like each other.
Well, not in 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 way.

You still think we'll end up together,
Like those romance novels you read since forever.
But I can assure you,
Those dreams will never come true.
We're just friends.
Why ever would we be lovers?

they really think we're a match, but we're just FRIENDS

1d

Abbott J Hardison

300 Poet Poem

So, this isn't really a poem,
More of just a post.
I'm looking for 300 poets,
New or old,
To write a line.
For a 300 poet poem.
I have one so far,
I'm in need of 299 more.

I don't know if people read my edits to these, but I just wanted to you you all know, you're in such harmony with fellow poets, you're rhyming. :)
Also, feel free to submit more than one line!
I think it'd be a cool thing to try out. Let me know if you guys are interested.
If you would like to participate, write up a line for the poem and email it to me at hardisonabbott@gmail.com. Make sure to include your name or pen name in the email that way I can credit you. I will arrange the lines in a way that makes sense to read.
Thanks guys.
Name of the poem is pending if you guys have ideas let me know, please forward this to anyone who you'd think would be interested, I want to make this a real thing.

#scrapbook #poems

Khadi Alza 2d

Tick-tock

Tick-tock, tick-tock,
Now I am in my bed.

Tick-tock, tick-tock,
But my world spins, and now I’m in a hall of red.

Tick-tock, tick-tock,
Now flowers filled with stories start to spread.

Tick-tock, tick-tock,
All of this might just be in my head.

Tick-tock, tick-tock,
My body feels as numb as lead.

Tick-tock, tick-tock,
The year felt so fast, yet so slow, you said.

Tick-tock…
Tick…tock.

Khadi Alza Dec 6

L!

Loser, Loser, Loser.

You asked me why I felt that way.
That hatred I felt towards you the other day—
It’s not you; it's me.
But maybe it is you.

It's me because I have my suspicions.
For some reason, I think you’re malicious.
But not in that way.
I just think you're a sore loser.
So please go away.

It's you because of the things you do.
It makes me want to go and puke.
Plus, I'm scared.
I hope you don't feel what I think you feel.
If you do, I'm dead.

And here you are, asking me why.
Just go away, will you?

Loser, Loser, Loser.