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Jenny Sep 2017
As poetic as I am,
Poem is what I do when i felt love
Buried inside my chest
but breaking and tearing its cages.

I am as weak as it is,
I fell in love so easily in just a tease
not to countless and many man,
but to you 'cause you're my only one.

I keep on neglecting that it is you
but i quiver and shiver when they do
Cause everything makes me love you
more and more, harder and harder too

Yes I am admitting,
that my heart beats like I'm endlessly running
A marathon and an activity together with no ending
When I saw your face everything is defined in its own meaning.
Pain can never be excluded from the world as it is needed to realize and feel true love.
Jenny Aug 2017
Even though my vision aren't clear as before
But when it comes to you, I can see you clearly for sure

As my man I can see from afar
I could also say that I am looking onto a star

I wonder what you are thinking
The way you look at me since the beginning

If only I can have the chance
Seeing myself through your eyes

In that sense I could understand
**That you can or can't be my man
If only I can see myself through your eyes and feel what you feel through your heart.
Jenny Aug 2017
I am always misinterpreted
Being in a way that I am always taken for granted

I do things without regret
I make mistakes even at my best

I am unappreciated with my actions
Mislead by my decisions

An avenue of finding my self worth
Is to find time and be alone at some point

Doing the things that I like
is like a way of allowing suicidal thoughts to arise

Doing what is pleasing to the eye
Is like killing yourself most of the time

Somehow I'll be living in sorrow
Would you dare to follow?
Let your mind wonder to the meaning behind this poem :)
  Aug 2017 Jenny
A Thomas Hawkins
Never fall in love with a poet
for their words are sometimes lies
on occasions they're a shield
on occasions a disguise

They will take you on a journey
upon which they bare their soul
in a bid to ease your burdens
in a bid to make you whole

But in every word they choose
for the stories that they tell
lies a little piece of heaven
and a little piece of hell

Tormented souls we poets are
sometimes quite broken and despaired
in search of lost expressions
missed by others who once cared

Never fall in love with a poet
unless you're prepared to share their pain
to hold them close on the darkest nights
over and again
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Jenny Aug 2017
How can I be happy when the one I love, loved someone else?
Is it always my destiny?
How can I even smile and act like I was too supportive and happy?
When the truth is lost, wrecked, broken and hurt will best define me

Suddenly, I became proud of myself
because I can hide my emotions behind that narrow shelf
Leaving no clues nor negative reactions like an elf
Hiding and hiding it in my unorthodox actions, holding my own breath

Girl, you are so lucky
that you are the one chosen and not me
but let us play the long game of destiny
If he'll end up with you or with me.

I am amazed by him even with all his flaws
I accepted him with all his words and jokes
I noticed him because of things he truthfully shows
I love him for who he really is, that is what I only know.
Love knows no time. It will just came to you in the most unexpected moment.
  Aug 2017 Jenny
Anna Patricia
3am
and the scariest thing about having
all these late night thoughts
is the possibility of them all being true.
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