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  Oct 2017 joel jokonia
GulRukh
Did you just say i love you
or it's in my head?
Haha, why would you say it
cause you think  I am ugly, I am bad
and I dont listen to your mother
cause I am too busy with my own self and it makes her mad
Did you just touch me
or it's in my head?
Haha, why would you love me
cause you always come near to hit me even in bed,
your hands always touch my face to slap, you want me dead.
Your hands were hard and they never stopped no matter how many tears I shed,
sometimes my healed scars fills me with dread.
Did you just say you miss me
or it's in my head?
Haha, why would you miss me
when I was never part of your life,
I am just a story unread.
Did you just say don't leave
or it's in my head?
Sigh, why would you say that
when I know your cell phone is more dear to you than me and I remember every word that you said.
It's like I am under your debt
now I am slowly coming out of red.
love and abuse
joel jokonia Oct 2017
.................................................................­.......and it rained
the day my ****** girlfriend was to give up her cherry
the city got WET
  Oct 2017 joel jokonia
Richard Crashaw
I would be married, but I’d have no wife,
I would be married to a single life.
joel jokonia Oct 2017
high, this chair
hie whose there
must be my shadows cause their not here
i fear
i lost my mind
these lights too bright
they shade light inside
um high....
joel jokonia Oct 2017
i **** myself everyday call it self sacrifice
i am afraid to go home my folks aint satisfied
they have a dream for me
a bunch of ideas
they say poetry is a joke focus on serious
things,
the strings, they got me tied on
i tried em back then,
they didnt do

but you
you poetry
i had a love for you

i run away with you everyday u have a better place
even when you angry you were a better face
i only wish you would let me stay
my reality is far far from okay

i am afraid to go home today i die

but if i do
i hope you will remember what i did for you....
my parents dont understand poetry..
they think its fucken waste of time..

yesterday i was at an open mic in town and came home late and ever since i came back they havent said a word

maybe they will kick me out

i hope poetry u wont break my heart
joel jokonia Oct 2017
i'd rather be a disappointment
so when you disappoint
people wont be disappointed

if you succeed
still they wont be disappointed
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