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 Nov 2013 crowdedinfinity
Sir B
They have left us scared
They want us under their
societal pressure
They dont want us together
They are disliking our thoughts

Society doesn't want us
to be powerful
so they can remain unopposed
thus making their unfairness proven.

They want you to conform to them
So you are better kept in control
But no one wants to be similar to another!
Society, has ruined a lot.
I am certainly ****** about stuff. Also, feel free to give me ideas about themes, I will do my best.
That's when you changed it all
I was too scared to fall
That look you gave me and I was done
It felt as though I was paralyzed by the sun
No star in the sky could have prepared me
You haunt my dreams, couldn't you just let me be?
Two kids with separate paths to go down
I was on my way out of this broken town
I was a damaged soul but ready to fly
Why did you have to make it this hard to say goodbye?
A fate we met
A worthless bet
On a cold September day I left
But that smile still stays with me  
Lingering & whispering, I'll never truly be free
Out of fear from falling I pushed you away
Out of my life I made you stay
I can't have anything holding me down
But even with you gone, I'm stuck on the ground
That summer had to come to an end
It left my heart scarred & my mind in a bend
Our paths crossed but we couldn't stay
As the leaves changed I moved away
But all I see is that smile you gave
From that moment on I knew I caved
Love is such a strong word I say
So what's it called when I think of you everyday?
I'm a cloud of useless waste of particles.
I float freely, I fall slowly.
I'm a useless dust of chalk. Wasted.
What is my purpose?
After my knowledge?
After I have made my marks on the board?
What am I bound to do?
After I sit steady in the cold, dark place that I stain? That I ruin?

I'm a useless powdered material.
I stay stationary, I move slightly.
I'm a useless left over matter of chalk. Unimportant.
No appreciation for my knowledge.
No notice for my wisdom.
Is my purpose to be unseen?
Is my purpose to irritate eyes and wreck souls?

I'm a chalk dust in a dark, cold corner...
Soliloquy is my game.
What I play. every time. everyday
Intentionally left behind,
By my knowledge, my wisdom, my faith, my truth.
I'm now
A Nobody.

I vanish, and I flourish and I fly.
I'm a chalk dust with no purpose.
And so, the soul had fled the existing body.
And in the end, I see...
My useless soul, my life...
Under appreciated


** jnldm
first timer. pardon the emotional poem. this was actually for my lit. class and  my lit. teacher told me to hang here and post some of ze works. hahaha... lol bye. nvr mnd this note. it's so useless lol. -jnldm
I am now sitting here
On my chair
The chair that's slowly killing me
As I sit on it day by day

I wait for your message
For your words are worth waiting for
Because they remind me of your voice
The voice of peace

But what it brought was not what I thought
I knew it would happen
I cannot run away from it any longer
But the truth hurts too much

Yes, you are worth it
Yes, I love you very much
Yes, you help me find my way in this world
But you just gave me the most subtle no

I hate it that we can't be
I hate it that age is an issue
For age is just a number telling you
The chance of how close death is

I hate it that the world doesn't let me
I hate it that my house doesn't love me
I hate it that I can't do anything about it
But there are few things I can't hate
Why can't you see it?
Why is it that you can't see the truth?
Is it because you don't know?
Or are you blinded by lies?

I wish I could make you see
What an amazing being you are
One that isn't just a random collection
Of billions upon billions of particles

I wish I had enough heart
To pour into this poem
To tell you how fantastic you are
To show you that you aren't what you say you are

I've tried numerous times
To try and move the right words
In the right positions, in the right order
But I can never find the right combination

Maybe because it can't be done
At least not by me
I am not the right person for this
If I was, I will try to my last breath.

I will try to find the right words
The right adjectives, the right nouns, the right verbs
The right order, the right length, the right sound
Trying to make a poem just as beautiful as you are

It may never finish
It may never begin
Because you cannot simply be defined
By just a few words

Not even a few hundred
Not even a few thousand
Not even a few million
Because there is always more about you

Because I don't want that poem to end
I don't like endings
Some things were never meant to be finished
Especially not you

But right now, I must go.
So I'll just say one word that I hope will be enough for you
Enough to last my eternal task to find the right combination.
Unforgettable.
Hello there, my friend.
Or, at least, that's what you want me to believe
But I can't believe it any longer
And as more days go by
The more this friendship seems like a lie

I know I lied to you, my friend.
I have lied about a great many things
So much that I had to tell you the truth
Because the voices in my head told me to
Then everything started to fall

I thought I had ruined it all, my friend
I thought our tower based on friendship fell
So I asked you of its condition
You told me it was upright yet damaged
Without showing my proof nor debris

I wanted to go away that day, my friend
I wanted to end it all to spare you the burden
Of my presence
I told you what I felt
And you protested and told me you cared
So I stayed because I believed you

You've changed a lot, my friend
It's been a long time since you've spent your time
Talking to someone as useless as me
I have become a ghost in your eyes
Always present
Never acknowledged

Very rarely do I see you smile around me anymore, my friend
Very rarely do I feel your care
Even if you said you cared, very much
Our tower based on friendship has fallen
And you want to keep it that way
Because it is not worth rebuilding

Instead of care, I see tolerance
Instead of happiness, I see irritation
Instead of company, I only see presence
I may have lied to you
But I have told you the truth
Because I trust you and hope that you will understand

I want to leave
Everybody wants me to leave
So please do not lie to me
Especially not to the following question:
Do you want me to leave too?
It doesn't end here
 Nov 2013 crowdedinfinity
Helen
is it worth tears?
pain aside, the first time
who didn't cry?

The hill so steep
gasping breath
collapsing mid step
the hill
a mound
without a sound
the stream is crossed
no more than a trickle
of tears
after so many
years
You climbed
a mountain
I tripped
into a puddle
tears are covert
mis stepped
to an uneven beat
angry limbs
form a defensive
huddle
tears warm
cold places
falling from eyes
blurred
that watch you
sleep

Dream My Sweet

as I drown
 Nov 2013 crowdedinfinity
Helen
not so
without sound
there is a heartbeat
a gentle sniff
a scream
a hauntingly beautiful
song
a voice carrying
a burden
a body bent
standing strong
an unhappy heart
that bleeds
upon paradise
rearranging
circumstance
to justifiably
and painfully
try to arguably
lay down beside
What Is Wrong

We tend to lick our wounds
in the quiet of the night
when we think others
are sleeping
We stay awake
to protect them
from our own fright

We sit beneath one sided glass
so we can't see our own
reflection
and pretend we care so deep
as we are buried
beneath our defection

In the quiet
without the light
shining on our
imperfection
Gold and Silver
have no worth
as dull as Copper
and Nickel
ten times less
Precious
infinitely more
worth
than the babble of
the day to day
that's infects my ears
In the quiet
of the night
your precious voice
rises
The only song
my heart hears
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