Suffering in silence
I always think,
Why my poems seem so painful?
It doesn't mean i am bad, but
My heart filled with tears.
I like to scribble smiley verses but,
I can't blend such expressions.
Now i am trying to make the throng cheer,
By scratching anew rhymes about,
Love and blue fish.

I had the craziest dream last night
not sure if it was a full moon
or if all the stars were aligned
but all my past boyfriends were in my room
even some of the crazy ones I met online

My first thought was to scream and yell
I was like great they are here to haunt me
They said it was not like that at all
Only here to say hello and wish me well

Wish me well I thought, what kind of **** is this?
Am I going to die tonight or something?
No need to think of this as a negative visit
and anyways please remember
it was not us who did most of the dumping...

They then told me this:
*We all have a new life now
and it is time we all get on with it
it is okay to think of the past from time to time
but live for the present and future
your current friends and family
is what should be on your mind

What happened to hello poetry

My back parallel to the ground
as my nerves and vessels in my head swell.
Puffed eyelids shut gently,
my fingers shiver.
Heavy heart beats with a stagnant beat,
tears flushing down like a waterfall..
forming puddles on my collar bone
before drowning me into a pool
of melancholy and despair.

**Wondering what's in store for me tomorrow,
only if it comes..