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Lopz Apr 2016
I went to a funeral the other day and saw people crying
tears and tears.
where are mine though I should have some right.
maybe I left them at home but I brought my laugh
can it be used here or not?
If a laugh can be used at  funeral does that mean a
poem can be used in a war or a 'get well'card used when your
on trial?
Well maybe some day you could but for now let's just do what
They say to do shall we?
this is something that was off the top of my head  so if it doesn't make any sense that's why.
  Apr 2016 Lopz
Marshie The Mellow
In my sleep, your name I mutter
I wonder still, how you made it flutter
I refuse to acknowledge it
For I know it'll whisper to me my defeat
My heart doesn't believe
What my eyes perceive
I know your hidden shenanigans
I know your every move
But I let my guard down every now and then
Wishing I never knew how you work
Wishing I never knew how you think
Wishing I could just enjoy the feeling you're making me feel
But I knew, you'll be the source of my heart break
It was my second losing streak
As you left me with a teriffying stare
It was so far my worst nightmare
Lopz Apr 2016
Lonely and isolated he stands,
in the orphanage that he calls home not letting anyone close to heart he pushes them out so nobody, nobody knows how he feels, then a day comes when a family wants him for their own.
Scared and worried for he doesn't, doesn't want love and care so, the boy rebels refusing authority and rebukes the name "son"
Now the parents are worried calling the police since he has started to get violent,hurting them with no remorse, they go to dial, the phone rings.ring ring,ring then silence the phone has ceased it's ringing and the boy stands there with the in hand, an evil look upon his face ,then they scream.Then as a light going out, silence.
This is the first poem I wrote on my own and it's followed me ever since my freshmen year of high school so he wanted to say HI.
Lopz Apr 2016
Sometimes we ask ourselves
whyeven try do anything?
Maybe to think that we're getting somewhere in life,
Or to just satisfy our need to not die alone.
Or even the thought of actually becoming someone
in this world drives us.
Well stop,stop all efforts of success
because in the end it's all worth nothing.
Some of the best riches are hidden from everyone
so just give up, don't try to be someone just STOP!
You can't do it the world is relentless toward newborn
stars so I say to you again.
Why Try?
For those who have heard this before.
DON'T listen to those who tell you this they just don't want you to succeed more than them because they're scared of what you can do.
Lopz Apr 2016
I am nobody to you
you don't need to
care what I say.
I am nothing
I don't matter to anyone
I can't change the world at all.
I am dirt under
your feet and have no importance
to you or anyone.
I am the opposite
of what people love.
I am...Reality.
This is for those who have issues accepting reality.
Lopz Apr 2016
Who am I ?
I am the one people have liked,
Hated for my words and my truth
Loved for my silence and my lies.
I am the one who has been dark
Seen by death and ignored by life
Died and revived within a day.
I am the one who has been innocent,
Love was killed and hate was born
Fueled by anger and ceased for happiness.
I am the one who's spirit has fled,
Soul as black as night an endless abyss
Mind as bright as the sun a never ending sky.
I am the one who could not love,
My trust has fled and hid itself
My love bid me farewell and died long ago.
For those who who have asked me,
Who am I?
Now you know me.
well as it says in the poem for those who asked who am I
this is for you.
Lopz Mar 2016
Hero's, why do they exist?
They exist so that people can have role models to become someday.
They give hope to the hopeless, and strength to the weak.
Or do they?
No they enforce Jealousy, Hate, and Devastation.
Don't be the hero what ever you do,
people will want to do it and if can't they become
Jealous.
Which leads to Hate and in the end leads to
Devastation.
Not to others but to you.
They hate you for who you are and in the end **** to be you.
Are you the Hero?
Not intended to be a put down but this is for those
who try too hard to be a hero.
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