It's morning;
The sun is burning.
Rise and shine;
Make your thoughts be fine.
Define your own style;
And start your day with a smile.

Mother Nature is not okay;
Flowers covered with gray.
Everything seems gloomy;
And Mother Nature is losing its beauty.
Everyone doesn't seem to care;
And gets self-centered in their own ways.
Even if Mother Nature is struggling everyday;
But in the end, what we always see;
Is Mother Nature's goodnight kiss.

I don't have much time
I know I'm not fine
Black roses' petals everywhere
Any second I could fall asleep forever
But I'm not afraid to disappear
I'm just scared of not seeing you anymore
I'm scared of you crying
Because I'm dying
If I have one wish before I die,
What would it be?

I'm exhausted,
That I wanted to cry,
But I can't.
I was emotionless,
But my heart pains me so much.
I was motionless,
And just stared at the wall.
I was too tired that I didn't care about everything,
At that one moment.

I'm dying;
But my heart is still beating.
I'm lifeless;
But I'm still breathing.
I'm crying;
At the same time I'm laughing.
Everything has it's opposite;
And I'm in the opposite side;
Waiting to be found.

Don't let other people define you;
Don't let the fear of perfections and failures;
Hold you back.
You will make mistakes;
But that is a part of growing.
Be who you are;
Don't give up.

Crying with all your heart;
Pretending it's not hard;
I'm fine, I should say;
I should hide it, I know that's the way;
But I'm tired of this play, I'm not okay.

Poem is the art and emotions of the person writing it;
It is a gift and a friend whom we can lean on anytime.
We read it when we're sad;
And there we can find some inspiration and courage;
To continue our lives bravely and not give up.
We read it when we're angry;
To calm ourselves and think thoroughly.
We write poems to express the feelings and thoughts that we have;
We write poems to give inspirations and to motivate others.
It is maybe just words but through writing and reading poems, we can clearly see and understand the reality ;
All of us maybe read the same poems, but truthfully we read it differently and have different thoughts about it.
But what we have in comparison is that, we read and write poems because it is a cure to us in any emotions that we have and we need it in our lives.

Crying red rose;
Life's written in prose;
Everything is in chaos;
Throes of dreams that shows.

I made a glass wall;
To see things clearly and to protect myself.
But all through this years;
I was drowning with fear.
I wasn't sure anymore,
If this things were all true;
I feel blue.
But what can I do?
After all, I made this wall.
But when I saw it get shattered;
I actually felt relieved.

I was riding a roller coaster;
Ups and downs;
Swirling around;
As I was getting higher;
It was getting colder;
As I was getting lower;
I thought everything was over....

Snails walk too slow;
And everyone thinks they are low.
But beyond that weakness,
They work hard to make some greatness.
They walk through every road;
Fighting the obstacles on their own.

Thank you for writing my story;
Thank you for bringing me to life;
Thank you for everything;
Thank you God.

The warm breeze of the blue sea;
Blue tangs swimming around;
And bluebirds flying freely.
Falling petals from a blue rose;
Blue butterflies hanging upside down;
And its blooming beginning that shows.
I'm always blue;
But I wish I'm that kind of blue.

I'm tired of crying every night
I'm tired of being in pain
I'm tired of getting mood swings and having unstable emotions
I'm tired of being scared and lonely
I'm tired of having negative thoughts
I'm tired of being unhappy
I'm tired of hiding my pain
I'm tired of fighting this pain
I'm tired of being like this
I'm tired of everything
I'm tired of being tired
I just want to end this

We started from enemies;
Until we became allies.
We became closer and closer;
Until we were struck with limerence to each other.

Our love for each other was ineffable;
And we treasure each other.
But there was an accident;
That flipped our entire lives.

We protected each other;
And in the end, we died together.
Our lives maybe ephemeral;
But our love will last forever.

What happened to us proved the promise that we made for each other;
"Till death do us apart."