Hopeless lovers
In a daze
Kissing under
Some white grapes
Maybe
It’ll fix
Some of their
Past rainy days

Even if your lies are served
On a silver platter
With gold flakes
It won’t change
How ******* disgusting it tastes

I don’t respect you
I fear you

How can a world full of humans have so little humanity?

I crave for the smell of my half broken ac
Drawing in peace
Letting my mind wander endlessly
But now I’m confined
To A B C and D
Bubbling letters
For all of eternity

Don’t bother speaking
For we are just kids
So we don’t matter
                                But if that’s so. Then                               what will be of our future?

Crayons are quite strong for their size
Hell they can even be put on fire and not burn immediately
But put to much pressure on them
And they crack

Your child cries
In the middle of the night
Worrying too much about their life
Feeling like they're about to die
Because you never take their side
Asking themselves "why?"

But I guess your child is fine

No more snowy days
Let’s blame climate change
Snowmen melting
Hurricanes
Only we are to blame

The cameras rolling!
Smiles on people!
Nobody wants to see you frown!

"The storm in my head
Over waters
The gardens I grew
And drowns it"

The sunset is falling
And it taste bitter
But while it rains
And the world ends
You are besides me

Love you enough to lie to you
and hate you enough to tell you the truth

Why has peace been the justification for violence?

Powdered Dreams
And Pill-Shape hope
A Needle’s Kiss
A false escape

But soon it fades
The pain returns
The truth unfolds

Left alone
With sweaty hands
Chasing deceitful comfort
That slips like sand

Renewal is wanted
A path to heal,
To break these chains
And to once again feel.

"Mirror Mirror on the wall
How will you depict me today?"
They asked, and the mirror shakes his head
"You've got it all wrong
I only show the truth
The way you perceive it however
Thats all on you"

One last time under the sky
Because the future would bring the lovers apart
Dark moon, bright stars

Wannabe Love Poem
By a poet who's never been in love
Never found the one
To hold under the night sky
And smile while the world is ending
Because they're in their loved ones arms

Wannabe Love Poem
By a poet who's never loved
Who's never been kissed
or told
"I love you"

Scream and hit the Children
And watch their hopes and dreams burn
What will be of our Children?
What will be of our future?

Love warrior
Here we are
Drawn together
Like a beggar falling

A wonder seeker
Under the moons godly gaze
For the last time

He was a sculptor
She was his inspiration
Never a Human
Always his muse

So when she died
He tried to resurrect his muse
With clay

He couldn't sculpt her face
He couldn't remember
He had lost his muse

The sky was weeping
And so am I
The leaves were falling apart
And so am I

The sunset was gone
And so were You
The flowers were rotting
And so were you

And I told you about my darkest secrets
Things I had never told anyone
I told you about my sorrow and darkness
That's in my heart

And yet
You still look at me as if I was the Sun

They said she was as delicate as glass
When in reality she was as delicate as a bomb

I lost you
But found myself

Your flowers died last Monday
But I couldn't bear to throw them out
Sad and Looking down
Just like me
Wilted, Rotting and Brown
Just like you

So I looked at you with confusion
The theater curtains were down
The lights were off
No one is in the audience
Empty Seats
So why do you keep acting?

"He's so honest!"
Everyone exclaimed with joy
And while honesty is a good thing at times
Sometimes You wanted to be lied to
To be comforted
And to be hidden from the ugly disgusting world

"He's so honest!"
Your mom said at the dinner table
Sure he's honest
But why do You feel like You want to be lied to?

"I'm an honest man so im going to tell you what i really feel"
He said before insulting You in ways you couldn't imagine a dad could
Insulting the way You talk
Walked
Acted
And behaved
and yelling at you as you cried

Hes so honest
But sometimes You want to be lied to
You want your dad to say a pretty lie
To make you feel better

I sigh
you get mad
I get confuse
But apparently
My sigh
Told you
More words
Than I ever could

She drowned in her thought, her sadness and missed dreams
So she sat in the rain
And hoped that would drown her instead

He cried
Not because he was sad
But because he had everything
and yet
He was still sad