Now, this is why we rhyme!

Jan 2016

Joy Marie Bautista

Reality

Smiling is not easy
Especially when you're weary
So I pretend to be happy
But my life became messy
Then I regret being ******
And said I am sorry
So now I"ll face reality
Then my life become bumpy
But in the end it became jolly
'Cause I accepted reality

I'm just a newbie here :)

Jan 2016

Ysabel

Sweet lies from him 2

You told me that we will lasts,
But we didn't,
you lied,
Because the moment you said hello
It was already a goodbye.

Expectation hurts more than reality.

#lies #promises #broken #expectations

Jan 2016

Bianca Reyes

I, The Queen

I am the queen of what ifs
Sitting on a throne of could've beens

My fears are my loyal subjects
Escorting my dreams to the gallows

My ambitions are now prisoners
To my court of procrastination

I, the queen
Reign over all of this regret

May we never forget

I, The Queen ©

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#life #regret #loss #dreams #thoughts #loneliness #queen

Jan 2016

Neha shimoga

~ Malignant ~

"I can't do this anymore."
She said as she dropped
the razor from her hand.
The cuts on her hand were
as deep as her love for him was.
She sat there weeping all night
thinking of how she could reverse
the time and heal her wounds.
The night was as troglodytic
as her heart.
She clenched her fist tight as she
heard it whisper in her ears.
A very familiar voice but not
palatable to hear.
A voice that sounds like an elegy.
Her world spun at the speed of light
when it said it's stuck to her.
Her hands started trembling as
it was latched onto her.
Nails so long and eyes so red
she couldn't stop the horrendous
voices in her head.
As soon as the firebolt struck
the ground the wolves started
bawling, the fiendish and
diabolical sky started mourning.
All she wanted at that
time was to be free of that
unendurable and inadmissible
pain but the depression which
came in the form of Mephistopheles
did not let her empty her vessel.
As the long abominable and
atrocious night passed she was
found lying on the floor breathing
but not alive.
She was completely shattered and
broken into tiny bits but
with every tiny bit she still
loved him.
That was the night she realized
what it was like to
live with depression.

I have no words.
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Jan 2016

AJ

This Is The Way

You want it to be.

Where you're there, living your life
And I'm stuck here; broken.
You made those choices
To cut me out.
And now, this is the way it is.

You used to say:
"I'll never leave."
"I promise this is forever."
"You're perfect to me."

But you lied.

Or maybe,
That's just the way it was
When you said those things.
Because I know
That things change.
Life gets in the way.

But this is the way you want it to be.

I trusted those things you said.
I believed every word.
I know that I am not perfect.
But you gave me hope that maybe i just didn't see the best parts
of myself.

All I could see: the way you looked at me.
All I could hear: the sound of your voice when you said
"I'll love you forever."
All I could feel was your hand holding mine at night.
All I could taste: your lips on mine.
All I wanted: you to never leave me.

But this is the way
It has to be now.
With you there, living your life
And me sallow and broken, in mine.

Not having the best night, reliving old wounds and broken promises. Tomorrow will always be better; at least that's what I tell myself

#love #promises #broken #lost #the #this #you #me #way #is

Jan 2016

The Bleak Poet

Silent Cry

I am silently crying out for help,
Wishing that somebody, anybody will see me.
For somebody to ask me what’s wrong?
And know that I’m lying when I say “I’m fine”
Because, darling I am many things, but “fine” is not one of them.
I am the farthest thing from fine.
I’m a disaster.

– Silent Cry // F.C.

Jan 2016

Arfah Afaqi Zia

You and your touch

My heart feels astray
as the storm comes and takes my body away,
my soul responds to this pain,
Of your absence,
And that you fled away,

My balance,
weak and poignant,
Needs a lot of repair,
To bear the hurt that you gave,
Withering me internally,

Not even a glue,
Or a surgery can help me stabilize,
Its just you,
And your touch,
That can save me.

Jan 2016

Cutting Rubies

Silence

Days run from Orange to gray
I think of the things I needed to say
If I told him perhaps he would want to stay
Time measured in sand and sand shifts away

Weeks run from green to white
Red daunting demons hunt when it's night
He was important ant but the memory fade out of sight
Sanity was a shadow trying to dance in the light

Months run from pink to maroon
I whisper my secrets to a deaf mute moon
I carry my life like a cracked egg on a spoon
Hoping and praying that death would come soon