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When I look around
I've done great things
Exceptional
I qualify your worship
I am, who they should follow
Finest masterpiece
Ask around
Great superior I am
Oh, how sweet
To hold power

Let's be real
The universe is designated for first class and economy
I am decorated in suits_
You barely afford shoes
Let's be clear,
That's not on me

When I smile today
While you live in tears
Karma isn't a must
You see me - roll the velvet carpet
Lets coexist in this world

I am
A true leader
For the people

When the speech ends
Frowns fill silence
Hearts moan

The crown doesn't fit
Only lies linger in air
The clowns in power
Rosas witten May 12
That photo frame we had
It can die in the dustbin
The paints on the wall
Water shall clean them off
The bed we shared
Can die in molds
The iron shall rust
We can never be together
The objects we had shall have no meaning

Now I hate chocolates
Hate smiles
Dislike shores
Shall be distant to anything that will cause reminiscence

My gallery is wiped clean
Darling , you have never existed
See , the cloths you bought
Already live six feet underground

Down stream
Is the root of disappointment you made

I dislike watching black umbrellas in rain
Used to be your thing you had
Made sure I can't watch you online
Stocking is the last thing to do

I shall not cry
Because we are over
Rosas witten Apr 11
Looking skyward
Admiring, galaxies
Searching for the biggest
Outstanding star
By chance I find it
I'll cry my heart out

I wish I wish
With all my heart_
Pain to leave

It is empty
Scratched the ends of the world
Fears I always outran
Occurred
Devastated
Eyes filled with tears
Will the wishing star
Be merciful
Grant my plea ?

This solo ride
Has shattered me in ways
No enemy could endure
And still stand.

I've made deadlines
For tonight, let all this end
Let peace
No longer be my enemy

This night,
Wishing star,
Make my wishes come true
How relatable did you find this poem?
Rosas witten Apr 5
What Else Should I Resort to ?
Leaves cling to branches
Until they dry out
It's like an oath made
Die with its branch

Even when the apex
Turns from green to dry brown
It sinks to the ground
To live in silence

That's the admiration
Worth rooting for
But we are humans
Bowing to suffering
Is never an alternative

Wondering,
Wandering mind
Resorts to delusion
Fiasco aspirations
But I'm still breathing
Still existing.

What if_
I could levitate
Into another century
One where am the best version of me ?

Where I get to stay and no judgements
Breathe like there no problems
Sleep like I have no ambitions
Dress without cautions
Sickness non existent
Smile
With no precaution
That would be me
That is me.

Then I fall back into reality
Where everything has failed
What else...
Should I resort to !
Rosas witten Mar 16
I like the way you talk
The way you dress
The way you smile
I like the way you write

When you laugh
Your eyes fill with vapour of life
When you talk
It like listening to a greatest deliverance
When you sing
Its like hearing a river flow

Your a male medusa
Your appearance leaves me frozen
Struck with ecstasy when you smile
Your perfume
A scent so angelic

Partially living
If you leave earth
Declaration of tremor
A world without your existence

While you speak...
I would proudly say pardon
Never shall I speak my mind

So... pardon please
Rosas witten Mar 12
Rushing to follow
Man with a black jacket, grey trousers
On an empty street
haste his walk is
Couldn't yell
How can I tarnish my dignity
Only crush Ive ever had
Tip toe running to catch up

I remember his smile
Among his friends, he was majesty
His walk was glamorous
The only time we cross paths
He inquired
'Is this the dining hall ? "
Stummering
A talent I wasn't born with nor knew of
Y..e..sss ahmm oh, definitely, dinning yea. YES
Never forgiven myself

Two years since
I see his back am sure his the one
I vow to confess today

Before lights turn red
Ran
Grabbed his hand_ excuse me
At the zebra cross he turned
A mistaken identity

Sight in disbelief
Heart in agony
Mind in recess
I thought I saw
Rosas witten Jan 28
Alive
Morning walk with a smile
Sublime
Worrying decision to make
But ! hey
I shall break the ice
Urgency of change
Scared as a buried man alive
Belief a treasure to possess
God willing...
Will see where it goes
I promise to go onward
I shall challenge mistakes
Even in the worst times
For a step forward
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