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TheBrokenSoldier May 2015
Lonely
Walking down the street
she quivers
shivers running down her spine.
She feels
Lonely

Stressed
About her new life
and yet she has
faced this before
had to face drastic
changes
in her life.
But she walks along.
Her sighs sounding
Stressed

Morning
Will soon rise.
But the difference
between today
and the rest,
is her Mother’s soft kiss
gently on her cheek,
it won’t be there to wake her.
Oh the
Mourning

Oh the Mourning
the Mourning
she endures
everyday without her
ever since she was taken
from her.
Oh how she misses her Mother.
Oh the Mourning
But she walks on
to her new home
even though
she knows not
where
she goes.
And she walks on.

Tears
streaming down her face
as she walks on
stressed
lonely
oh the mourning
morning

A new morning rises
A new start to the day
and yet the same old
tear streaks
mask her face
she wipes them
and moves on
as always

But this new day
had something
Different
Something Horrible
yet another powerful
blow to her
A New Mother

But not a Mother
it was
Different
Something Horrid
to make her
life worse
not just worse
But Now Unlivable

Oh the Mourning
How she wanted to
Die.
To join her
late Mother
To leave this
cursed world
Into the arms
Of her Angel

Years and Years
of suffering
occured
because of
the Fake Mother
But one day
A ray Shined
unto her.
Someone to share
her life with
Someone to share
a need to live with

Oh how she loved
Him.
Oh how he loved
Her.
Oh the mourning
the mourning that
continued in her heart

The two joined
each other
hand in hand
they walk on
move on
as always

But then
They Meet.
Two unknowns
Two random lives
Suddenly entwine
Suddenly Collide
Suddenly Fix
together
all because
Romeo worked
up the courage
all to say
“Hello”

“Hello”
like ever friendship
starts
But this was no friendship
this was
togetherness
support
dependability
trust
hope
companionship
L­ove

Romeo loved her
But she felt differently
She already had Him
And He came before Romeo
But Romeo didn’t care
He just wanted her
happy
He just wanted her
to feel loved
He just wanted her
His best friend

But their adventure
continues
Her’s and Romeo’s
for they are
Forever Best Friends
As it was meant to be.
I wrote this for my best friend. She has been through so much...
TheBrokenSoldier May 2015
You tell us to be ourselves
you tell us to be free
that we own our lives
that our mistakes are ours to make
and yet you still hold us back
and yet you yell when we arent you
when we dont do what you want us to
when we arent as perfect as you
but are you even perfect?
but who is ever perfect?
No one is ever perfect
no one is ever going to be perfect
so stop expecting us to be
so stop treating us like the lesser
like we have no idea what we are doing
like we are children
we are adults
we are ourselves
just like you are
just like you wanted us to be
us the new adults of the world
us the future of the human race
know how to live our lives
know how to ask for help when we need it
can make our own decisions
can fail on our own
but we dont have to fail,
but we also dont need you breathing down our necks
leave us alone
leave us to live
our own lives like we are meant to
our own mistakes to make
cant we all just get along
cant we just live in peace together
instead of constantly fighting
instead of the forever war in our relationship
we are adults
we are people
treat us like we are
treat us like we are
and we will treat you like you are
and we will learn how to be in our future
be the example we need
be the people we look up to
dont be the people we hate
dont be our enemies
let us join together
as adults
and rule this world
together
parents and children together.
I have been fighting with my parents a lot since i have turned 18. so i wrote this sort of slam poetry as a way of me speaking my mind
  Nov 2014 TheBrokenSoldier
WickedHope
Don't compliment me,
I might start thinking I'm worth something.
I have to stop writing 10 words and
actually write a **** poem or two.
  Nov 2014 TheBrokenSoldier
WickedHope
****** freezing.
That's what I am.
Ice cold
To the touch.


Icicle heart
Skin cold as snow
Lips that are blue
Arms that can't move
Feet frozen in place

I can't love you
Can't feel you
Can't kiss you
Wouldn't be able to touch you if I tried
I can't even take a ****** step closer

I am frosted over
Praying for someone
To come along
And thaw me out
He was so close, so ******* close.
And he had to ******* leave...
Under the greenwood tree
     Who loves to lie with me,
     And turn his merry note
     Unto the sweet bird's throat,
   Come hither, come hither, come hither:
     Here shall he see
     No enemy
   But winter and rough weather.

      Who doth ambition shun,
    And loves to live i' the sun,
    Seeking the food he eats,
    And pleas'd with what he gets,
  Come hither, come hither, come hither:
    Here shall he see
    No enemy
  But winter and rough weather.
Greenwood tree = forest

It was one of the famous poems for the play "As You Like It

I came to know about it while reading (I was trained by my English Teacher Mr. Ramaiah to read world lit) Shakespeare in my school. But took a liking to it while I was in my 12th grade. We had it as a lesson at that time
TheBrokenSoldier Nov 2014
You know what is on my mind?
To much.
Racing around everywhere
And such

My future
My past
If my name
Will forever last.

From Asia
To Brazil
Here and there
My mind cannot fill.

Forever expanding
Sometimes painful
Always suppressed
fills the bill.

Quiet
Silence
From here
Hence

Is what I want
In My Mind
What a Taunt
This I will never find.
Just a poem that popped up randomly in the middle of me writing a lot for my true love. First in a while that i actually used a rhyme scheme
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