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Shanijua Oct 2014
Two birds flying in the sky,
fly, fly high.
To stars sparkling in the night,
sparkle, sparkle bright.
Two diamonds in the ground,
dazzle, dazzle for life.
Two colors, one red one blue,
show your pride!
All hail the mighty hue!
Two hearts, two beats, a different song.
Two minds, two  precious minds...
But just as the sun rises, it must set. Just as the day starts, it must have an end. Two young children, humble souls they were. A star in their mother's sky. Their memories will never leave us, and we shall never forget. Bud and Quan will never die.
Rest in paradise Bud and Quan. I love you, we love you.
Shanijua Oct 2014
I've cried so many tears, their home is my face
For my cheeks wreak of the salty drops.
I told myself that I am done with crying, **** the
World and its sadness, but yet again here I am.
  Oct 2014 Shanijua
Layla Thurman
I'm tired of living
In a *** filled haze
Bottles of *****
to count the days
Nowhere to run to
Nowhere to hide
Here I am cornered
Unable to lie
I cant say I don't want it
Because you know I do
Ill take another draw
Off this cigarette, then you.
Shanijua Oct 2014
Hell is home as the year has gone by,
I repeat, hell is my home.
Black and gray
White and brown, my sadness has a mind
Of its own.
My skin, as dim as it is
Burns a memory in fire's eyes.
Strands of black hair dwindle
Down my face, catching in the
Frown that lays permanent on
My lips.
Dim, dim, dim
This light burns no more.
This light, it burns no more.
Shanijua Oct 2014
Her time was up awhile ago.
She told herself that everything
Get's better for everyone else's
Sake and crying herself to sleep was
The only way to go. The poor girl
Found a bottle of cold medicine in
The medicine cabinet.
The label read: take as directed.
The only thing she saw was a way
Out. To her dismay she lived.
Shanijua Oct 2014
Here I go, another poem for you. I don't think my lesson will ever be learned
How long has it been since you didn't love me? 1 month? 3 months? A year?
Maybe you did love me, but I was always to scared to ask and you were too
Tough to tell me.. I realize it's to late now
Your girl is beautiful. She should be told.
I can tell that she loves you. Just like I once did..
I think it's funny how I went from wanting to **** every fiber of your body
To not giving a **** about what you do.  
Now I won't say I don't love you anymore because I don't know if I do
But I do know you are the one who missed out and there's no getting
Me back.
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