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Phantom Poet Mar 2018
I have never been kissed,
So I don't know,
The feeling I have missed,
I don't even know how,
To kiss,
But I long for someone,
To press their lips against mine,
To get lost in endless time,
To feel bliss and,
Pleasure In my mind,
People say it is on of a kind,
Cannot be expressed in words,
The feeling of pure bliss,
Now I know what I miss,
The mending of a heart,
With a single kiss
Phantom Poet Mar 2018
I would never hurt anyone,
Or make them sad,
Even if it risks my reputation,
Or make me feel bad,
I would make you smile,
Even if what you say breaks my heart,
In your shoes I have walked more than a mile,
I know how it feels,
And I would risk everything,
Just so happiness a person could feel,
If I cannot have it,
Doesn't mean others cannot too,
I will sacrifice every bit,
Of my emotions just to make you smile,
I would lie,
I hate you for what you have done to me,
But I can't tell you that,
I can't tell you how I truly feel,
It will hurt you,
And I can't let that happen,
I guess I will give up myself,
To you,
Something like a clown,
Nobody sees the frown,
Behind the laughter and mask,
No one sees the heart,
Behind the entertaining art,
No one knows the truth,
This is the purpose of my creation,
To make you smile,
Even at the cost of my reputation.
Phantom Poet Feb 2018
Every morning when I wake up,
My heartbeat kicks up,
I am scared,
I'm just sitting on bed,
I think that I woke up to a new day,
I don't know what will happen,
Is it my last day,
Few minutes ago I was in dreamland,
And now I wake up to this nightmare,
Everytime I wake up scared,
My surroundings feel weird,
I don't like it,
I have to sit and breath,
Till everything settles,
Till my heart slows down,
Till I feel,
Safe and sound.
Phantom Poet Feb 2018
I rest on the couch,
And somebody knocks aloud,
I answer the door,
And there stands she,
And white dress all the way to the floor,
Dark black hair,
Dark as the night sky,
And black wings folded behind her,
death has arrived at my doorstep,
She  puts out her hand,
And utters words in a melodic voice,
"Come with me",
"You were never supposed to be alive",
"U have a choice",
"Stay here among this generation",
"Or wait until your actual creation",
"Your mind is far too advanced"
As it hit me, the realisation,
It made all sense now,
Why is hate everything,
Why i don't like the system,
The education system,
The political system,
Why everything was wrong,
Why there was always something off,
I had thoughts about a different reality,
Thoughts of a new family,
I don't hesitate and take her warm hand,
And step out the door,
And around me is suddenly black sand,
She says this is the gateway to heaven,
A gift from God for all your struggles,
Till your actual birth,
You can live in heaven,
Do whatever you want,
And wait for your actual life.
Phantom Poet Feb 2018
In life we learn,
If you fail,
Try again,
Even in education,
If you fail,
You are offered one more shot,
To reach the top,
But society, friends mock you,
In class if you fail,
You get to try again,
To take the classes again,
But it has been deemed bad,
By students and teachers alike,
It is used to threaten,
"Don't study and fail",
Makes you feel beaten,
Everyone will mock you,
The mark of failure,
Burned to the flesh,
So what was supposed,
To be a second chance,
Now is a bad glance,
From everyone,
That's just students cheat,
Because they know that they will fail,
And their reputation will fall,
So cheating is the best way,
No one wants to be left behind,
No one wants to destroy their mind,
No one wants to try again,
Just because no one will allow them.
Phantom Poet Feb 2018
Why do people steal,
Some to provide their family,
With a meal,
Some just to prove,
They are better than the security,
Some kleptomaniacs,
Fulfilling their desire,
I see this cute thing on the aisle,
Take it and shove it in my pocket,
Or in one of many pockets in my jacket,
Someone left their Starbucks unattended,
The taste of fresh coffee blended,
"Oh excuse me sir "!
"You dropped your wallet!",
Within my pocket crumpled money stir,
The thrill of stealing,
And the reward gleaming,
Life is unjust,
I cannot change it,
Might as well be part of it.
Phantom Poet Feb 2018
I lay in bed,
My had dangling off the edge,
I don't have any fear,
Of the monster under,
On my face is a tear,
I wish the monster would grab my hand,
And take me to Neverland,
Away from the demons in my life,
I'm not scared of ghosts,
Or titans or ghouls,
I'm scared of people,
People who break my heart,
People who tear me apart,
I'd rather cherish the company,
Of ghosts and monsters,
Cuz they try to scare or **** you,
They **** your mortal vessel,
But people I knew,
They **** me from inside,
They **** my soul,
They will lead me,
To **** myself,
A slit on my wrist,
In pain my body twists,
The warm blood gushing out,
The light fading out,
Finally I can sleep,
Only time safe it keeps,
No one can hurt me when I sleep,
I drift to the dreamland,
Finally I can be here forever,
And on earth my corpse lay on the sand,
Nobody can harm me,
Nobody can break me,
Not another tear,
Across my cheek,
Or within my heart.
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