Phantom Poet

Phantom Poet Jun 2017

Mood

I'm out at some cool joint,
With golden oldies playing,
I may not know the songs but u get the point,
I close my eyes and listen to the songs,
And dance in my mind,
I don't know to dance,
But I just like to sway to the tune,
And nibble on light food,
It's the perfect mood

I'm to drunk to rhyme

#mood

Phantom Poet Jun 2017

Voices in my head

I have lost track of time,
Entered into the state of oblivian,
Trying to make words rhyme,
Repeating words that are written,
Same old drama in my mind,
My heart is love stricken...still,
Smd way I cannot find,
Throught darkness I trot,
The light at the end of the tunnel,
Is farther then I thought,
And it goes far and far away,
Taking my hope with it,
The only companian,
Is the darkness,
Something I'm afraid,
Words and a book and pen,
And the many voices in my head.

Just in case. I DON'T HAVE VOICES IN MY HEAD!!!

#voices #darkness #oblivion #confused

Phantom Poet Jun 2017

It's okay, It will be alright

It's okay,
It will be alright,
It's okay,
It will be alright,
It's okay,
It will be alright,
I say these lines,
Everyday day and night

Not much

Phantom Poet Jun 2017

Her

I had a best friend,
And I love her,
But I wanted this friendship to end,
My mind was a blur,
I don't know why,
I stopped talking to her,
Maybe it was because,
I found someone who cares for me,
And I didn't believe,
Cuz I refused,
No strings attached,
Now I wish I could apologize to her,
Because I will never find anyone,
Like her.

Just me writing my feeling as usual

#love #hate #confusion

Phantom Poet Jun 2017

Assam

Assam is a place full of trees,
Green as it can be,
A place with cool breeze,
A sanctuary with animals free,
Here ones soul is at ease,
A place of tranquility,
A place where rice and fish,
Is a delicacy,
Celebrating the harvest,
With bonfires and dance,
A place to celebrate nature,
Here live many a tribe,
They provide with a feast,
Assam... The pride of the east.

It's a state in India which is rarely recognized for its potential

#india #nature

Phantom Poet Jun 2017

Mad

I have been changing schools,
For many years,
Before I never cared,
But on my last year and change,
I feel scared,
And I find it strange,
It's not like I'm leaving,
a loved one,
But I'm having some feeling,
I'm feeling sad,
Sad to realise,
I didn't have a friend,
All those I make,
In their minds,
Over time,
I fade away,
And this is how my schooling years,
End,
I feel very sad,
And there is nothing I can do about it,
And with tears,
It makes me mad.

Phantom Poet Jun 2017

A match

I may not be the best at it,
And I don't watch it,
But football is my favorite game,
I love to play it,
Many a chance I got to play,
But God is determined to,
Not let me play,
He broke my leg,
Put in my parents head,
No matter how much I beg,
They won't let me play,
They did,
And the chances were rare,
But when will I play,
When I'm old,
When is that day,
The day I can't play a full match,
There is some things,
My parents will never understand.

I may sound too dramatic but it means a lot to me