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Mr Passerby Feb 2018
God of joy, freedom and sweet love of mine
I admire you, ye how so divine
Locked up in a tower away from the eternal blessings
Never has the forbidden fruit look so pleasing

Nothing in life I had ever want more
Than to be free of the world's sorrow
Should this life not suffice, I will pursue you more
Until I firmly have you in my hold

Three wishes I have, I hope you grant
And I'll follow you until my life goes faint!
I sacrificed everything for my three wishes
My will, my passion, it astonishes

Long last, I am out of the tower
Only to be bound as a follower
God of joy, freedom, and sweet love of mine
I admire you, ye how so divine!

Journey so long and so vicious
I traveled east by route of west, how victorious!
This is a story about a character wanting joy, freedom and love. He was unable to achieve any of this. He sacrificed everything he had to gain these three wishes, even his life. But because he pledged everything for his wishes, he remains nothing more than what he was before.
Mr Passerby Feb 2018
My emotions, like the weather
Today it has blessed me with a sunny day
The pleasant smell of spring flowers
The wondrous rays of sunshine

Gone are the gloomy days
Gone are the sad clouds
Gone are the gray skys
Gone are the blinding fog
And we embrace this warmness
Hoping it won't go away
Mr Passerby Feb 2018
Have you ever questioned conventionality?
Or you just live on as long as it doesn't bother you?
Do you just live on without questioning the world's savagery?
Or you just live on as long as it doesn't bother you?

Not me

Life injure the unprepared immensely
Life impacts people differently
Life changes people
Life kills

Life

With light there's dark
With good there's evil
Two sides of the coin with a slim inbetween

Sometimes that middle is strong enough to keep the polars separated
Sometimes that middle is delicate enough to crumble with the wind
Sometimes that middle is nonexistent and conflicts arise everyday
Sometimes that middle is those who are apathetic for the issue

That middle is most of us

I invite you all to think about what's normal
to challenge the small things
to help those in need
to not be ignorant and think
to shed conventionality
to think outside the box
to look at the world from both sides
to be patient despite triggering thoughts
to not harm, not judge
to start small and change yourself and others around you
I invite you all to be kind and tolerant and smart and helpful
Take action to change, take the initiative to turn words to actions

With light there's dark
With good there's evil
Two sides of the coin with t slim inbetween
Break conventionality and change.
This was a little thought that popped into my head today. After hearing all the different things happening in the world, there is no way for us to survive unless we join hands.
Mr Passerby Feb 2018
Oh look! a life blossoming,
How creative mother nature craft its offsprings
A delicate a wonderful creature was born
And any harm to it will leave us all torn

Oh look! a life growing,
How a child grows and learn through falling
We all wish it the best
And hope life don't contest

Oh look! a life evolving,
It's growing, thinking and changing
It's going to grow up great
And change the world with its mates

Oh look! A tragedy happening
Its stuck, dying and not moving
We know it can get through this
And continue to live in bliss

Oh look! He is still not moving,
Its a sign that we should be helping
We think it's strong enough to push through
And push on without rescue

Oh look! A life ending,
And we are all watching
It's didn't live up to our desire
So we live it to burn in its fire

Oh look!
It's dead,
We're so surprised
We're so distressed
It didn't live its life as it should
We're all sad
Sitting here watching this lad
Wondering where we went wrong
Mr Passerby Feb 2018
I set out to live,
A happy life.
And I’ve always strived,
To be my best.
Until I’m told that I’m some trash,
Over and over ‘till my soul turned to ash.

I soon believed this with all my heart,
Pretended to be happy became an art.
What goes up in the sky must come down,
And my cold body was found at the break of dawn.

What caused this? One would ask.
But would never know for I wore a mask.
They never noticed how I struggled,
And always questioned what’s the trouble.
What made me happy, I do not know,
For I cannot see beyond this hole.

And others never acknowledged,
My worth and further,
Until I saw death, as my only savior.

While I was alive, I prayed and prayed,
That I could one day I could live my way,
That I could do something just for me,
And not fit the mold others wanted me to be.

Constant pressure, surrounded me,
Drowned me until I cannot breathe.
Then came a light and broke the water,
Then it gave me a brilliant offer.

My life in exchange for eternal happiness,
And I don’t have to deal with the constant sadness.
I can’t believe something so great,
And quickly ask him to take my life away.

My little death never bothered others,
For I am not enough to deserve that honor.
And here you are reading this “poem”,
Probably feeling sad or solemn.

But the thing is, that’s all you can do,
For it was people like you who didn’t make a move.
You can all sit here feeling empathetic,
But truly, you are apathetic,
And its people like you, the world’s so pathetic,
And look at people like me as a fanatic

But what is done, can’t be reversed
And you never know who you’ve cursed.
And I hope you live without regret,
And I hope this “poem” didn’t make you upset.
You never know that it was because of you,
That someone decided that they were through.
They could’ve lived a life happy as mine,
Only to find themselves hanging,
At the end of the line.

— The End —