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174 · Aug 2021
shades of pink
Påłpëbŕå Aug 2021
it's funny isn't it

how i lose my wits

whenever i see you

in shades of pink and blue

i can't dare to look your way

what if you have something to say

hours and hours i spend

dreading the day this will end

i admire you so much

that typing this is making me blush

how can seeing you close by

make me oh so happily high
i don't know what goes on in your mind
or if you even give a second thought about this stupid girl who's nothing special...........just honest to you and to herself

but simply breathing the same air as you makes me happy..........i thought i was logical and understood that all this is a chemical reaction
but experiencing something so beautiful.......i just don't know :-|
173 · Oct 2021
titanic
Påłpëbŕå Oct 2021
is heartbreak
a mere ache
of a disfigured *****
the one
that pumps you up
only to bleed you dry
and leave you in pain
of unheard cries,
unanswered whys
and unsaid goodbyes

is a lost chance
worth the trance
of pills that ****
your ability to love
again
only to refrain
yourself
from anyone else
who dares to care

well
the answer
if i tell
says-

be brave
don't think
cuz it's not the safe
that stays
but the ship that sinks
is the one that people link
with love stories and magic
even if it's tragic
it will be worth it all
cuz you'll rise again
after every fall

so be more than
your fear of tears
its only after the storm
the sky shall clear
173 · Apr 2023
Future?
Påłpëbŕå Apr 2023
I want to write something that will stay even when I no longer do,
Trying to portray my life covered in fictional hues.

I want an out yet wish to stay chained to my comfort zone,
I wonder if in this body I have a single confident bone?

So that I could step out and be
.F  .  R  .   E  .  E.

Of my mind that imprisons my soul,
Making me believe living my life is a goal.

I long to be happy without feeling guilty
I wish to dance to my heart out for eternity;
But all I do is think about it all
Too afraid to love myself because of my fear of fall.

Will I ever be able to carve my name somewhere-
Where
It shall always stay
Even when I will have faded away?

"Not Marble Nor The Gilded Monuments" spikes my anxiety
Thinking,
Will my afterlife shall be forgotten by entirety?

The thoughts about my future are seeping out of my sutures...where will go to what will I be?
-are all thoughts by a mere nobody who fears staying an unworthy nobody.
172 · Jul 2021
like you like me
Påłpëbŕå Jul 2021
tall and lean
oh a little bit mean
i like the way you look
-a guy from my book

easy on the eyes
a tempting prize
i like the way you smile
-even if i witness it for a while

dark deep stare
sinuous hair
i like the way you scrunch your nose
-making me curl my toes

calm and collected
temper-tormented
i like the way you are
-silent like a star

a piece of work
i can't seem to shirk
i like the way you think
-interesting to the brink ;)

i like you

but is it enough?
for me to not be tough
give-up my inhibitions
and ignore these superstitions!

you are my crush,
or just another adrenaline rush?
170 · Apr 2023
insignificant
Påłpëbŕå Apr 2023
it's funny how stupid i can actually be
thinking that people feel as deeply as me
the thought of losing someone i care about
makes me anxious, i cry and shout

my love shall never be returned
and thus, i shall stay silent and stern
for i never mattered and neither will i
from the first hello to last goodbye

it will only ever be me- alone
how insignificant i am, life has shown
but it is because of my nature i suppose
people have done nothing wrong, of course

i give too much that nothing is ever left
i spare people even when they should be charged for theft

guess it will always be this way
since my unfortunate birth to my decay
i shall be forgotten without any delay
for i can't be like other girls, even for a day
167 · Mar 2023
perfume
Påłpëbŕå Mar 2023
as black as a black hole

but not as deep as one

for this body bears a soul

that longs to be the sun

but no light i shall give

harbouring singularity i live

what am i in this infinite vacuum

a fading fragrance, a perfume

i shall survive but be forgotten

i shall die away like a volcano

all this lava in me oh so molten

will burn me alive in an inferno

what good is my birth wonder i

and the insignificance makes me cry

i am just another rose in the bunch

w a i t i n g  t o  w i l t

fathering kids like a ******

accompanying the knife like a hilt

what purpose do i solve

why did i evolve

where am i supposed to be

my future is something i can't see

suspended in midair i feel stuck

no talent i have, simply pure luck

useless i feel, useless i prove to be

nothing great is written in my poetry

i can't form words that shall outlive me

chained to my thoughts i am not free
167 · Jul 2021
difficult
Påłpëbŕå Jul 2021
i promised myself yesterday

i won't think of him any way

yet he is on my mind

and to my poems he is blind

he reads them daily without a doubt

that he's the subject to all my bouts

his ignorance is not my bliss

so letting this attraction go- my only wish
i don't know what to do

this is difficult
166 · Aug 2021
♤♡◇♧
Påłpëbŕå Aug 2021
you know i like you, but you don't
for this i shouldn't blame you & i won't
i have never liked someone enough
to give up being tough
but you changed this for me
made me feel what it means to be free
i have opened up my heart here
letting go of all my fears
waiting for a single sign
that one acknowledgement line
but nothing comes through
i know i am making this difficult for you
i should take what's left of my pride and leave
i would if i could, me should you believe

i don't know what's stopping me
but i just can't give up without a fight
but doing this on repeat
is diminishing my already dull light
before you i used to pride myself
how i don't let guys affect my life
never wanted to be with anyone
because of my own emotional rife
yet here i am vulnerable and weak
in your eyes maybe i'm a freak
but i am grateful for going through this
learning what it means to miss
someone i never had
now has the power to make me sad

i have spoken too much, haven't i
but how can i withdraw without a try
you hurt me and you don't even know
i am simply reaping what i'd sown
say something
anything
but not nothing

i don't know what do you do with these poems i write for you.........what started as a normal way of expressing myself has now turned into something seriously deep
i don't open up easily
i keep things to myself
i believe in- nobody's going to be there for you because nobody's going to be you.........we have to fight our own battles so what's the point in sharing our life with other people...........but when it comes to you i don't have much self-control, do i?
165 · Aug 2021
write for you
Påłpëbŕå Aug 2021
it's not easy you know
to be brave and show
how i feel about your existence
and shape my thoughts into sentences
thoughts.......
how was your day
wondering if you're okay
what new did you learn
am i any of your concern
and all this thinking
is making me type this
to tell you that
it's you who i miss
i don't know what to do
stop or keep writing for you

but we both know the answer, don't we
i am oh so stupid and silly
i will keep writing for you
until i'm specifically asked not to
since 13th of July you're my muse
all that i've written is for you
but i don't know what else to do
to make you see how i feel about you

mess line
august dates
lunch time
bus waits
don't have that much appeal these days
:(
164 · Jun 2021
c r a v e
Påłpëbŕå Jun 2021
you gave me a taste

even though chaste

leaving me crave more

and

more

and

more

and like the thirsty sea

i keep panting to meet my shore
i will never forget you
because you won't let me P
163 · Mar 27
calandar
Påłpëbŕå Mar 27
somedays i hate people around me
and somedays i hate myself be
am i the problem or is it the world i see
suffocating people pretending to set them free
what is it? this thought keeps me awake
in my turbulent turmoil do i shake
because loving him isn't getting me anywhere
but putting a lock on my emotions isn't fair
since i want to be different, a good human
great and perfect who's too busy to have fun,
is working hard to become successful and no. 1
a product of pain who chose to become better like the sun
but i fail everydamnday, everydamnway
by expecting too much from my battered body, which isn't ohkay
i think too much, act too little
fracturing my feelings, my heart so brittle
it's not good to be this person that i am
breathing in order to make everything work a/c to my meticulous plan
but **** if i know what's right or wrong anymore
i am exhausted to my very core
the sad part is that i'm nowhere closer to what i want
and this doesn't let me sleep, every night this haunts
yet i lay in my bed, wasting away day after day
and i have no words left to say
i can't die but i ain't living either
i am pathetic, i know thats what you think reader
my past holds on to me so strongly that i play it on loop
the future makes me anxious, so in my eyes do i stoop
be the same old dumb ****** that i have always been
my potential dying before it could ever be seen
just crossing out dates on my phone's ******* calendar
wrong profession, wrong attitude, wrong is my ******* gender
if i were a guy would have i been better? would things at home been better? or am i just an ungrateful brat who is wasting away her life because she's too lazy to pick herself up or am i actually dumb and maybe i don't want to accept it and so i don't really work hard because this excuse has always worked for me that it's ohkay, if i would have worked for it, i would have gotten it but i suppose what i am is really scared of not getting what i want even after i give my best and the relationship well i don't know it's just that i feel like i am too **** desperate, as i have always been i hate it but i do nothing about it, i just keep on living in my imaginary world where in the coming years i am going to live out one of the fantasy novels story, it's disgusting
163 · Aug 2022
Remorseful Rain
Påłpëbŕå Aug 2022
Sat I next to the window of the car

Peering out of it into the clouds,

As my mind went a bit too far

Heard I him in the rain sounds.


The engine roared and the road started

With me in the back seat;

Tip- tap, peter-pat the drops imparted

The knowledge of his lost heat.


The music played in my periphery

Reminding of a time when,

‘Him’ and ‘me’ were a perfect ‘we’

-a love that was truly forsaken.


Every lyric that poured in

Synced with the sky’s song,

The nature was witnessing

How he left me alone in this throng.


From the first time we met to the last time he held my hand,

Our first kiss to the last time we slept,

All those moments from our dreamland

Came back to me as the heaven wept.


The drops on the window drew lines of lament

And my vision turned blurry,

Because our story was in fragments;

-the one that ended up in a hurry.


He threw himself down the cleft

Giving birth to a tragedy,

And now, all I have are words left

Of us, the rain and our past poetry.
161 · Dec 2020
Attention Whore
Påłpëbŕå Dec 2020
PART 1

I will be on my knees
still never beg
to be yours
as I'll spread my legs.
Letting you tie
my wrists with ropes
doesn't mean submission
so don't up your hopes.
If I let you in
and you let me come
please stop mistaking
it for something beyond fun,
as you move
up and down, inside-out
marking my neck,
it's simple biology without a doubt.
And as you taste me
getting too close
somewhere no one's ever been
don't you dare think it's you I chose.
I don't care
for anything other than
these bursts of pleasure
where you're just another man.
Stay where you are
never cross these lines,
I am an attention *****
it's the thrill on which I thrive


PART 2

I sold my thoughts
for mere pennies,
prepared myself to be bought
by so many.
Craved attention
by typing stories of my dismay
sought appreciation
with vulnerability on display.
I kept all my clothes in place
yet I was naked to your eyes,
leaving behind all my grace
I forced you to hear my cries.
Unfolding my story
giving away my parts,
I served you my glory
by pouring out my heart.
Years of uncertainty
has my stomach in knots,
guilty for a moment of vanity
I am done calling the shots.
Please free me from this bond
I don't want your attention anymore
of you I am no longer fond...
Why? Because,
I'm not your *****
so stop demanding encore.
161 · Sep 2020
&
Påłpëbŕå Sep 2020
&
IF YOU CAN'T STAND MY UGLY;
YOU DON'T DESERVE MY BEAUTY.
If I ever fall in love, I will fall for all of you!
161 · Nov 2022
graveyards
Påłpëbŕå Nov 2022
there are places in history
that shall always remain a mystery
for the world will remain better
if those pages of past won't flutter

there are people of a tense
that we can't think of without blurring our lense
so why go back to them and cause pain
to both our souls again and again?

some chapters shall never be opened
and some books shall always remain closed
for we bury certain parts of our hearts
in order to scratch and start

but the itch to dig our own grave
to turn for just one last taste
of the lips we shouldn't crave
is wrong and will always be waste

going back, dear reader is our ultimate ruin
because the more we time travel,
the more we discover truths
that shouldn't have been unravelled

once we ****** a part of our past
move forward shall we always
and even when the dark shadows cast
we should still get through alone that day

but foolish are we humans with super stupid brain cells
still wanting to read those old greeting cards
we jump into our own death wells
and thus keep stopping by those haunted graveyards
why can't past remain where it belongs, in the past that is?
160 · Aug 2021
for granted?
Påłpëbŕå Aug 2021
thought i won't write
for you today
but even out of sight
you're making me sway
your way
such that i'm stringing
these lines
and clinging
to hopeful vines
of you
thinking about me too
i haven't done this before..........i have no idea what's fast or what's slow
all i do is write for you
i ain't like other girls who look pretty and all
i am just me
will writing for you make you take me for granted? maybe
but **** me if i know what to do  :-/
158 · May 22
breaking up
Påłpëbŕå May 22
maybe my pull isn't that strong
because you seem to deviate, always
from the path we've walked on for so long
that it's been a lifetime and not mere days
are my body and soul not enough?
or are the times too tough?
that you choose the easier option
and leave me without any caution
for i have been here for you, always
but maybe you don't want me anyways
so i wish you luck and so much more
and hope we can still be okay, like before
i don't have it in me to fight, i am tired
and maybe a bit too differently wired
for the likes of you and everybody else
but this time it ain't my fault i can tell
and it's for the better, i can feel it
because we're those pieces of a puzzle that will never fit
i feel better, relieved and not on the verge of crying myself to death
i am not enough, i got that clear
157 · Oct 14
SHIMLA
Påłpëbŕå Oct 14
with 23 years of breathing away
today as i walk down these lanes
with lots of words but nothing much to say
staring through these not so familiar window panes
every face i see here seems to be known
passing me by as if to greet me even tomorrow
with bluest of sky and chilly wind blown
i look at the church and the enormous tree with sorrow
because with each fleeting moment
and ticking of this life clock
my heart's getting full of the sentiment
-nostalgia brimming, ending my writer's block
because i miss the days when i wore red
and my only stress was to score good on a test
but now i have some serious issues to deal with in my head
that even though i am home yet trudge through i a tempest
my soul craves solace and this body needs benediction
to the place i belong shall make me whole again, i pray with conviction
shimla isn't just a place, it's a feeling
i am proud to be born here even though someone made me feel otherwise and thus, this ain't changing anytime soon
157 · May 2023
the villian
Påłpëbŕå May 2023
when i look back to when i was a little girl
with starry eyes i watched the glitter world
but now as i am in my twenties
with knowledge of dollars and rupees
wonder i where that dreamy hope went
wondering why to this place was i sent?

it all made sense back then but now is a mess
all i have gained is experience with stress
heartbreak isn't the worst that could happen
but it's unbearable when it occurs often

friends and family seem to be something i fancy
because now all i have is an acquaintance agency
with every hour my thoughts get deeper but i become hollow
this adulthood is nothing but a bitter pill i swallow

wake up, work to eat and sleep
with episodes of anxiety on repeat
i hate the person i am today
broken, escapist and lost away
with a pathetic past and futile future
i am waiting for a permanent closure

i have wasted so much time on people to whom i had never really mattered
and this realisation has me sobful and shattered
nobody loves you, but just what good you can do
in this planet full of people, all you have is you

so why let anyone in?
if they all leave after they've been

i wish i could go back because i can't go forward
i know it sounds like i am a coward
but honestly, i am just tired of trying
being strong and giving has me crying
i have no love left inside
everybody to me has always lied

what did i ever do to you, ask you i
i don't understand why do i always end up this way
a guy falls for me and i don't
still i am good to him, i try to make him feel better about himself
never ever lead him on
but they don't get it
so when i take all the blame and ask them to find someone better
they hate me for the rest of their lives
why am i always the villain?
what did i ever do to deserve contempt from people who once claimed that they loved me
and the guy who promised to be different is nothing but just the same, a liar
155 · Oct 2022
dark light
Påłpëbŕå Oct 2022
and as the world stood lit
on the terrace did i sit
admiring how darkness
vanished behind the bright
only to see the night confess
it's lust for the light-
"as in the dark stays hidden
like a ***** secret we remain forbidden,
his hands on my hips
his mouth on my lips
he pushes me into the wall
and makes me moan in the abandoned hall
for i melt under his sheer energy
engaging in an ****
letting him pull my hair and bite my tongue
then caressing the spot where it stung
he makes me crave him to the core
after him nothing feels like before
and now that it has come to an end
where black and white both blend
i scream in the gray
as he's gone his own way
and all i am left with are hickeys on my neck
rest everything is free of any speck"
from dusk till dawn
i willingly become his pawn
and now when the day shines
light forgets his faithful night
155 · Jul 2023
sol II
Påłpëbŕå Jul 2023
i had this dream last night
you and me and a long bus ride
huddled together in a seat for 2
leaving behind our town's view
we talked for a while
and passed a few smiles
only to let the silence embrace us
keeping away from topics of trust

but i could feel your mind churning
and deep down hoped for a desire burning
for something that i'd craved for far too long
knowing ****** well that it was wrong

and then dozed off me
into yet another fantasy
of a reality pretty far from mine
with our hands intertwined
and our faces mere inches apart
and booooom, i woke up with a start
only too see that your hand had moved
and was now gently touching my fingers
with looks that weren't appropriate to linger

i was hyperventilating, wasn't i?
my face up in ashes like the sunset sky
and your gaze pierced my soul
as if i were a diamond amongst the coal
you whispered my name and said-
"i wish we'd taken my car instead.......
and Oh My God i convulsed there and then,
wondering how did this ever happen?

because even in my dreams know i this
that i am not a part of you that you miss
to your calmness i am chaotic and careless
to your perfection i shall remain a mess
and you will soar high and shall always rise
whereas i will be a broken little girl who cries

because you're the sun that shines too bright
and i am a moth drawn to your darkest light
to the muse who shall never know that i wrote this for him
153 · Sep 2023
metamorphosis
Påłpëbŕå Sep 2023
it's funny how once could i write
long long paragraphs about a feeling
with nothing just loneliness in site
could i think about falling and healing
but now nothing great comes to my head
just these plain old lines whisper
leaving me desolate and doubtful instead
my pen full of ink and papers being crisper
yet struggle i to put two words in a sentence
everyone and everything is more or less a pretence
was i born to be this person that i am today?
was there this much potential in me all the way?
then why as a child did i dare to dream big,
wanting to grow a fruitful tree from a twig
yet my life's been an unending autumn
floating now, i remember rock bottom
because when i had nothing i had all my words,
and this moment when i ain't empty, inside me breathe two worlds-
one is about contentment and satisfaction
but the other, puts me in this torturous traction
to do more, be more and become more
if nothing special, but better than before
and all day i live in this conflict
two ends tugging at me, the pain they inflict
i don't know what this ******* process is,
merely morning stress or a **** metamorphosis?
150 · May 29
just a phase, right?
Påłpëbŕå May 29
i always thought those books that i read
in lover's conflicts and wars they dealt
meant something beyond these images in my head
meant more than mere novels, something the poets felt
but oh boy, was i terribly wrong
i made my own suffering prolong,
i ain't the "forever" material or ****,
simply a means to an end is what fits,
i will never be nobody's moon or stars
because i am adorned with scars
given by life, it's people and it's maker
all through these 22 years of being a waker
rejected, dejected and an outcast at it's best
i ain't special but simply different from the rest
a fool i have been all along, believing it was my superpower
oh good lord, i was simpy never on anybody radar
the unlikable, unwanted and unlovable soul
who had no poise, passion or a gritty goal
i have been loitering in delusion, hallucinating the impossible
all the while i have done nothing but been an imbecile
i maybe good but never great
in the world of curves, a definite straight
being humble was my only shot at becoming better
but in the end, it got me to this point where i am typing this letter by letter
all i am is a wishful thinker who lives in the world of imagination
a dull, boring kid trapped in an adult's body and adaptation
a stupid girl who is the easiest of all
an ugly-hearted, too trusting of a call
i am pathetic, the dumbest being to ever grace this planet
as useless and replaceable as the middle of a magnet
150 · Oct 2
[de]attachment
you've broken my heart into pieces you can't count
left me bleeding on the floor alone with my shouts
yet you never looked back or felt a flicker of remorse
and carried on with your little life while i was at war
you can't love? but i know that you can, just not me
yet you lied to my face as if i will never be able to see
and even today you go on thinking you've done us both a favour
but let me tell you oh "demigod" i am not just another flavour for you to savour
you made me feel small because i had emotions, because i cared
putting up with everything because instead of leaving, i wanted to stay
what for? for you tell me that my personality won't fit?
well you knew who i was from the very beginning and that didn't stop you from doing ****
so now you're going and telling people that i was the problem with my issues
but you know exactly what you've done and that is discarded me like a used tissue
yet here i am stronger than ever before
because my heart's pure and full of love and more
i am not ashamed of going all in or feeling what i felt for you
in this fake *** world full of lies i will still strive to be true
you can go find happiness in others and think what you did was right
but in the end all you did was shirked away and gave up on us without a fight
if counting my flaws helps you live with yourself, then i am glad
because i know, i will find my solace after months of being sad
and one day when i will look back, i won't feel anything at all
because damaged people like me know the best how to get up after we fall
Påłpëbŕå Sep 2020
I'm not bad; Maybe just not good enough yet
I'm not sad; Maybe just not happy enough yet
I'm not weak; Maybe just not strong enough yet
I'm not bleak; Maybe just not warm enough yet
I'm not a failure; Maybe just not successful enough yet
I'm not a wailer; Maybe just not joyful enough yet
I'm not sick; Maybe just not healthy enough yet
I'm not maverick; Maybe just not puppet enough yet
I'm not a bullet; Maybe just not safe enough yet
I'm not a poet; Maybe just not sane enough yet
150 · May 2023
all that glitters IS gold
Påłpëbŕå May 2023
from miles away your eyes see
a girl who's really pretty

but when she let's you close
let's you take her hand and hold

you start to notice the flaws
and realise,
-the serenity was simply chaos

and you are repulsed by her reality,
"your admiration in all its fragility"

and that breaks her heart
when you hate her other parts

parts that she hid from the world
but chose to show you and only you.

why do people leave
when they get to know her, ask you i?
that only strengthens her belief
that it will always be the glittery gold that satisfies
never let anyone near for they love what they see from a distance
the nearer they get, the more they see, offers nothing but resistance

so keep to yourself, both physically and mentally
it's always your body and face that interests them, never your personality
they hate what they see and that's why they stop talking to you
because they love your good parts but hate your issues
149 · Sep 22
repair
Påłpëbŕå Sep 22
day by day, bit by bit, word by word
she brought herself back to this world
breathing life into her half dead corpse
she screamed back to life devoid of any hopes
what seemed colourful yesterday was back to being black
a grief so severe that made her broken heart crack
it took a toll on her head that was in a disarray
figuring out why this happened to her in this very way
when every vulnerability, every fear of hers was rubbed in her face
thought she to herself was this person ever truly her safe place?
what does it matter now, because to him it never did
-"move on, move along"-until you find your next bid!
but some of us don't really fill our voids with replacements
all we can do is feel and focus on our repairment
we will never see a future with someone if we don't let go of our past
if you want a new beginning you can't let your old ending last
time is extremely powerful
148 · Sep 12
she devil
Påłpëbŕå Sep 12
oh holy father forgive her for her sins
since she's a loner lost has she been
looking out for herself in forlorn forests
clueless wanderer who walks for miles before she rests
but after being thrown to the wolves has she realised
there's nothing out of question for humans, nothing to surprise
for they'll feed onto your body until they get to your soul
destroying you so thoroughly is their only goal
so she stopped being nice and took reins of her life in her hands
unafraid she led on to conquer those chauvinist lands
too godly gold and too ****** bold for your taste
she was that catch that you missed in your haste
so now she owes nobody a dime
moving flawlessly, her body so sublime
she's too pretty to shed tears for the likes of you
a face like hers isn't meant for your view
so now that she's survived hell she ain't scared of nothing
she's a daunting devil who has an angel's face and wings
148 · Oct 2023
meh
Påłpëbŕå Oct 2023
meh
after reading thousands of pages dipped in love
words formed from bleeding ink yet it isn't enough
for me to formulate something of my own
all these fearsome feelings i wish to set in stone
the rise in my pulse on seeing him, the smile that touches my lips
the way he looks at me from far, his hand in mine- grazing my fingers tips
i wish i could tell you how this is making my mind churn
the want i feel for him and how this desire makes me burn
but i belive the hopeless romantic in me took it's last breath
and i killed it while it laid on it's death bed
so i stay with it's memories and corpse
suffering day and night with my writer's block
nothing inspires me anymore
maybe filling in the blanks satisfies the core?
so i believe that the best poems spring from the worst heartbreaks
beacuse being in love isn't what that makes
me pick my pen up and write my heart down
to make my poetry the talk of the town!
148 · Aug 2021
deleted chats
Påłpëbŕå Aug 2021
another day went by
since saw you i
wondering how you are
watching from afar

i've never heard your voice
but this isn't by my choice
what goes on in your mind
i am too scared to find

so this is all i do
pour out my heart
here in these words and few
missing what has always been apart
everything's going to be okay
that's all i have to say today

it's you who's got the power to hurt me
but i am taking my chances
147 · Jun 2021
Misfit To Mefit
Påłpëbŕå Jun 2021
From the tender age of twelve

I've found refuge in a bookshelf

In a story I would delve,

To be totally myself.


From pride to prejudice

All I found was bliss,

That I forgot all the facades

Of their judgemental shades.



I was the "different" kid

In the crowd I hid,

Escaping the reality in fiction

I lived in the story-depiction.


I was a misfit

For I was built

Of

A soul so shattered

A heart bitterly battered

Thoughts totally tattered

Words wisely clattered;


Tagged as the "******"

I faked bravado

And each day

Until I found my way

And be completely okay

Did I say-

"I am me

and me being me

makes me happy

putting this into poetry

is my way of therapy,

for I choose to be free

in all my oddity,

for I choose to be free

in all my oddity"
147 · Aug 2021
fair enough?
Påłpëbŕå Aug 2021
when i see around
i wonder
why some feel the sun
while others experience thunder
is God unfair
or it's just how life's planned
some have their hands full
while others lack full hands
some run after money
while others look for lust
some become criminals
while others can never be just
some are dark
some are deep
while others have
secrets to keep
so dear reader
when i say
understanding the world
is no child's play
please stop looking
for things that can't be found
-for the loveliest of words
will never have a sound
why's everything the way it is, huh?
146 · Aug 2021
someday
Påłpëbŕå Aug 2021
in crowds that passed me by
under the grayish blue sky
i kept looking for you all around
to your thoughts was i bound
but couldn't find that happy smile
that had the power to bring life
to a dark dead day
by simply breathing away
i know the times are tough
and the timing's all wrong
but i know things will be fine
and misery won't prolong
so I'll keep searching for you
until next time our eyes meet
and keep troubling you
with words that i should delete
everything will fall into place
if not today
then definitely someday
:)
145 · Jun 2023
loser me
Påłpëbŕå Jun 2023
it's funny how i keep wishing to go back
yet i yearn to move in fast forward
my worries keep piling up in unending stacks
and i turn a blind eye to them like a coward
with every passing day
i keep more to myself than i say
to him, to them or anyone near me,
i don't even write it in my poetries
so much is going around
every thought is in circles
losing am i more than i've found
evading everything like a shirker
but stand i steadily on this shaking ground
relying on talent but never being a hardworker
everday i feel like a loser
who was beat at her own game
i feel like just another random doodle
who thought she could make her name
disappointment i am to everyone who ever believed in me
every minute alive i wonder where i'd be
but nothing's going to be real; only imaginary
an old soul who shall fade away in contemporary
no notes these days, nothing new
friends i had, a few
but now nothing, nada
growing up *****
but you know what ***** more?
not doing anything about it
i am at the same place
not moving, not even an inch
stuck stranded ****** suspended
145 · Nov 2020
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Påłpëbŕå Nov 2020
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They did not clip my wings;

But made me believe that I can't fly.


Questioning my every move;

Never answering my whys.


Telling me my limits;

Darkening my already stormy sky.


Taking all my reasons to live;

And giving me none to die.


Choking on my own tears;

I drown in the ocean I cry.


They did not pull my strings;

But made me their puppet as I can't defy.
145 · Jul 10
broken glass
Påłpëbŕå Jul 10
how did you do it, create a life from death
while bleeding out, how could you give your breath
to save someone as despicable as me
because showing me any mercy is blasphemy
how could you look at my scarred soul
that is black with enormous holes
weeping day in and day out, begging to be gone
how do you bear with someone who should've never been born?
your gentle touch, you pretty smile, your eyes so warm to all my vile
how could you still stay when i pushed you so bad
doesn't this tire you, make you miserable and sad?
because it makes me want to hide and let you go
knowing fully well that i don’t deserve your friendship, for i am your foe
yet you caress my thorns and hold me close
making me better, helping me get over these woes
does it make selfish to want to keep you in my life a little bit longer
praying to whatever power there exists to make me stronger
for the day when you finally give up on me and leave
abandoning me in the grave of my deepest griefs
144 · Mar 2023
misery
Påłpëbŕå Mar 2023
i know you're right
but i ain't wrong either
maybe that's why we fight,
we are cursed creatures
i love you too much
and you too love me back
just not enough
and thus our bond cracks
you hurt me with your words
and make me feel like ****
my thoughts remain unheard
because i don't want us to split
it's painful for me though
that i shall confess
turning my dearest friend into foe
is making my chest compress
i can't breathe
i am asphyxiating
the walls are crawling in on me
the pain is excruciating
i hope now you'll be happy
when i will push him away
cutting my wrists open
i will bleed myself dry today

and that's why i am afraid of joy
like my life's dark-twisted ploy
the more i smile now
the more i shall cry later
my trust in "love laugh live"
shall always waiver
i was born to be alone
and alone i shall be
in my kingdom's throne
i shall live with misery
144 · Aug 2021
Nothing's Permanent
Påłpëbŕå Aug 2021
for every moment

that passed me by

nothing's permanent

neither you nor i

like the sun i set for you

but you being earth-want the moon

so i rise again without a cue

  burning for you alone too soon

but it is what it is

isn't it?

death is life's sweetest kiss

one day i'll run out of words

for you and your shy sky

and stop wondering why

-every truth was once a lie?
The End
142 · Sep 2020
{♡}
Påłpëbŕå Sep 2020
He said- "You are a rose,
Pretty to look at; But hurts when close.

I told him he was a cactus,
Words couldn't describe him; So I used my canvas.

And the desert I painted could never,
Grow both of us together!
I do love you;
Just not the way you want me to.
141 · Jul 2023
CLOUD
Påłpëbŕå Jul 2023
without words i am just another aimless cloud
floating my way through this warm warm life
trying to get lost while yearning to be found
i feel dark and desolate starving to survive
all this pent up negativity is waiting to burst out
maybe lashing out will lighten the burden i carry
but all day everyday when i humbly thunder
of myself become i a wee bit wary
what have i become and what am i supposed to be
keeps on conflicting inside this fully empty head of mine
i should've lined myself silver as i stopped the heat be
but all i did was become heavy with my wasteful whine
destruction i harbour and damage is what i do
in all the bright shades i myself choose to be in blue
thus i spend my days loitering around
without making a single sound
and only at night do i let myself dwell
residing in the heaven i am nothing but a harbinger of hell
140 · Nov 2023
a piece of cake
Påłpëbŕå Nov 2023
oh dear heart, your nerves did he hit
with those abs on display, did it feign a fit?
for my braincells couldn't stop me
from looking at this gorgeous-gorgeous being
with hair that curl in my hands
and eyes that travel upto foreign lands,
for when you look at me
i turn a little breathy,
you **** all the sense right out my body
doing this to girls, isn't this your hobby?
i have heard stories of your sexcapades
a "God" in bed, you think you're an ace of spades
so even if i desire you, your hands, your lips, your tongue
in your ocean of wilderness, i shall never plunge
because i ain't like one of your ****** or groupies
i have a ****** backbone, which i know, that you fancy
so i won't be another notch up your bedpost,
another one of your score that you'd like to boast
i am more, i am better and shall never fall for a bad boy
i have too much life to ever become your ******* toy,
but i can't help this stupid beating *****
that makes me think of you quite often
of all the things that i shouldn't do
-it's your name in CAPS, it's always you
for i have had one taste
even though it was chaste,
and now?
i can't stop myself from calling you tonight
because you're a piece of cake and i'd like a bite
your hotness gives me a fever
your coldness gives me a rush
your sweetness gives me diabetes
but it's your heart covered behind all those hard exterior layers that gives me hope
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