Khadi Alza

Mar 28

AndresAlejandro

Never turned
into "one day."

No one became
someone.

"Maybe" faded,
transforming
into reality.

"Never" never ceased to be,
it became
a possibility.

And "none"
vanished into the air
when the right one arrived.

#life #possibility

Khadi Alza Mar 28

I Remember...

I remember the way the wind carried your hair.
I remember that you laughed like a maniac.
I remember how you'd whine when things weren't fair.
I remember you calling me a brainiac.

I remember when you had to leave.
I remember the tears falling off my sleeve.
I remember you saying goodbye.
I remember when my heart sighed.

I remember that was when I realised,
I remember that I loved you...

Just found a fun poetry prompt on Pinterest
(this all fiction)

Khadi Alza Mar 27

They met!

Smiling wide,
Talking polite.
Standing tall,
In the ball.

His eyes drift,
And the world shifts.
His eyes got caught,
By the princess's train of thought.

                                                            The princess caught him peeking,
                                                                     Her dazzling eyes gleaming.
                                                                                 Looked away she did,
                                                                    Blushing as red as a little kid.

                                                                    She hoped he was a dreamer,
                                                                 For she wanted him to lead her
                                                                                       In her nightmares.
                                                              Keeping her safe from the stares.

Continuation of 'The Prince' and 'The Princess' (my poems)

Mar 27

Jason Aull

The ugly day

Life can be tough.
That’s just how it goes.
Sometimes it’s enough
to drag you through lows.

Sometimes all you know
is pain and its sting.
Sometimes life will throw
just about anything.

It’s all for your good.
But it won’t seem that way.
It’s all understood
as a plan rotten day.

Looking back you will see
the gem hell will give.
But for now it will be
just a crap way to live.

This came to me as I was going to bed. I often get second thoughts about sharing my poetry. I get some acceptance but a ton of rejection. About half the people where I live don’t want to hear it whatever it happens to be. Over time it has a severe eroding effect on my confidence as a poet.

#life #depression #philosophical

Khadi Alza Mar 27

Like Theirs

A love like theirs,
Is something I wish for.
Sweet moments spent together,
No matter the weather.
All of those cares,
Genuine and from the core.
So beautiful,
So sweet.
Always truthful,
And such a treat.

Maybe one day,
With the right one.
The one who'd make me stay,
Making me feel like I've won.

That day will come,
Maybe years from now.
But will I be ready to drum
The beats of love and take a vow?

Mar 27

Hamzah

Hello/Goodbye

Everything that starts,
Shall end.
Thus, "Hello" is just another way to say
"Goodbye"

Khadi Alza Mar 24

Stars Aren't Perfect U Know...

"Aw, man,
I wish I could be like them."
But be careful what you wish for.
They may seem all happy and perfect,
Shining bright like the stars.
But what kind of scars
Do they hide behind all those smiles?