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Kathy Ong Sep 2016
i’ll be forever stuck with this feeling
always dealing with the pull of your person
but concealing my intentions
never revealing, never creating an intervention
but always imagining, channeling my creativity
my ability to think of ways we could be
together, maybe forever, however
reality sets in. it’ll never work between you and me
there is no guarantee that the two of us will live happily
ever after, whenever we’re together there’s no laughter
no amusement, just awkward silence and shyness
not to mention possible ****** tension,
that could cut the air without any further inspection.
we will never be satisfied with one another,
we’re incompatible or maybe we’re just uncomfortable
with dealing with the emotions present at the moment
but you’ve captured my attention, forming somewhat of a connection
that sadly won’t end well unless we’re in an alternate dimension
Kathy Ong Jun 2016
Single, lonely, independent
You’re always on your own
You say you’re used to it
You say you don’t mind
But we both know you do
So just let me love you

Once, you were young and in love
Had a high school lover affair
You had your heart broken
You never opened up again
You became so blue
And wouldn’t let anyone love you

**** boy, man *****
One night stands became frequent
You gained a reputation
You had women falling at your feet
But you weren’t ready to be true
Or to let anyone love you

A girl came by one day
The first to make you feel anything at all
You fell for her hard
You thought you loved her
But she broke your heart too
And you thought no one would love you

Talking to you became addicting
We began to know each other more
You shared with me your stories
You gave me your trust
But you became uncomfortable with what I knew
It was too much for you - for me to love you

Staying friends was awkward
I still wanted you, and hoped you wanted me too
But I distanced myself
And I gave you your space
I was one of the few
Who ever tried to love you
  Jun 2016 Kathy Ong
Lucrezia M N
I only know the songs I love the most,
they can tell what life can be like,
not me, not making a living by living it.

I'll never write lines as good as those,
not saying better what's on my mind
or singing like it's worth it a listening.

Seldom other needs can juxtapose,
by any means I can't say much sometime,
but music finds me telling everything

for me, to me, for their soulful notes
whatsoever chord they could strike
the right ones in time will be moving me
Music is the most magical and wonderful thing to me ... as much as Poetry when it comes to lyrics, but with the little plus of sounds...
I think my strongest knowledge is about the songs I love... They're my certainties that nobody can take away from me... they are the only ones I know, actually...
  May 2016 Kathy Ong
Julie Grenness
This is a window on the world,
Written by a once time girl,
Guidelines for chicks and men,
A new set of commandments,
Take these for what they're meant,
Be yourself, all chicks and dudes,
Let it all go, we learn in life's long school,
Act the way you want to feel,
You can pretend smiles, which are real,
Do it now, procrastinate later,
Ignore distractions, they're to bait ya!
Lighten up, think of funnies,
Do stuff, even if you don't need money,
Be polite, stay in touch, friends old and new,
Be kind, not exploited, all of you,
Less is more of things to do......
New commandments from me to you!
Feedback welcome. Thoughts are thoughts.
  May 2016 Kathy Ong

*If I were a poem
I’d ask you to fold me up
and put me in your pocket,
then at the end of the week,
toss me in the wash
with the rest of the clothes

And when you find me later,
smudged and smeared,
ripped and tattered into
little unrecognizable pieces,
don’t worry about it,
I was already like that
I have been notified that this poem was plagiarized and posted on Poetfreak by someone using the name Blurry Face. I can assure you, this is my poem.
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