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  Oct 2015 PaulSta SA
NV
01:52 am
have you ever asked yourself like why you so lonely?*

01:53 am
or empty?

that maybe you give too much of your essence to people and never leave any of you for yourself

01:55 am
i know i do

02:05 am
and like that's maybe why i get so attached to humans

because in them,
i find myself


02:07 am
i need to change, because things shouldn't be this way

02:10 am
but it's hard sometimes you know, when most days you don't leave the house because you feel unworthy of the space you take up

02:16 am
so you'd much rather disintegrate into soil because you've become all too familiar with people stepping over you and admiring the outcome of your beauty but never the roots of your pain

02:19 am
i spend so much effort watering people in order for them to grow and hardly get enough sun shine to feed my own soul

02:25 am*
because i don't know how to do anything else but care for everyone but myself
PaulSta SA Oct 2015
This poem is to
My late brother,
My best friend
Who we use to plant
Memories from the
Past.

We used to play,argue and fight
We were Tweedledum and Tweedledee,
Always known by a smile.
But this world is crazy enough,it could
Not been better to you,this is blasphemy
But God could have given you another
Chances to life,
Death you should never be proud.

Rest in peace brother.
I won't count my tears
They worth poppin' and fall.
I can't bare this gaint pain in my
Heart,and words can't spell it right.
Dearest lives you left behind will
Always adore you.

Goodbye my friend,so
Long,farewell,but it not
The end of the chapter,i will see you
Again in the after life,someday in
Heaven we will reunite,the flash disappears
But soul survive...
...Till next time,friend,farewell,Goodbye.
I wrote this poem with 15mins after I heard about my friend loss,i wrote this elegy to honour him with times he past by in this and goods times we had,but his time injury even will reunite in afterlife,someday we will bond together again.
PaulSta SA Oct 2015
He is laying clumsy like
A corpse.Scars are internal,the bleeding is invisible.
He is hurt,wearing a bandage of pain
That howls deep inside
Like a bear roars,as he shade
A tear.

In the reality,it hit him like a nightmare
His soul sailing still,like a
Titanic underneath his
Skin,miss her swearing
She will never leave,but lies
Were against love.

Innocence on her face,
Like an angel addled his
Mind.As she was his most
Achilles Heel.
He was an epitome of
Her happiness,like no man
Can make her happy.Her
Smile a prevailer of his miserous
Life.Love for her was like
Tons of raindrops.

In the deep end,
Wearing his heart under his
Sleeves,woe be gone on
His closet,only a fake
If he is smiling.

Tears flow like water
In the sink hole,and throat was
A Sahara Desert.Wandering a
World on a pale sight like
A phantom,
Try to amalgamate pieces
Of his heart.
Reflections of my past romantic relationship
PaulSta SA Oct 2015
Sometimes i wonder,
Wondering wonders of wonderful
World,for i living in this awful
World,spiral of life with terrific
Surroundings.

Unholy acts to the victims of
Xenophobic attacks,violence
Turns an everyday speech.
Government revolts gathers.
Towards poverty-stricken.
Diseases classic collide,remittance
Assassins rendered for intensely
Militancy.

Objection!!my lord,
Shysters bailing out
Evil-doers,juridical system
Not pertained.Poverty-trap
Pounding,chemical gases
Filling lungs of little
Ones.

Somebody play nice to
This,God play part to
This,denote dualism of
Good and evil.
Yesterday they gang banged
One of your children.
Drugs co-operate infection of
Young minds,youth gangsterism
Uproar.

Father herd your sheeps
To the right path,we seek
Guidance from above.
Family horror-strucks unites,
Matrimony rending day by
Day,onto religion segregations
Strickes by ??????.

Keep holy to this life Life
Testimony
and paste
Amen...
PaulSta SA Sep 2015
Pretty,I can't be
Ugly,  I can be
Rich,   I can't be
Poor,   I can be
But      I  know my worth.

Smarter,I can't be
Silly,      I can be
White,   I can't be
Black,    I can be
But        I know my worth

I am No-Hoper
I am Non-Entity
I am Non-Starter
I am A Failurer
I am A Hustler
But I am still Worthwhile.

I am Young
I am Black
I am Gifted
I am African
I am Son of God
And I am still Worthwhile.
PaulSta SA Sep 2015
I'm no Poet
I'm a Writer,
I have ink in
My arms through
My veins,wisdom in
My mind and pen in my hands.

I speak for those
Who can't speak
For themselves.
Foreseen for those
Who can't see.

I'm no Poet,just
Speak and write what
On my mind
#Poet
PaulSta SA Sep 2015
This is a New World of
No real love,where you
Hold money and power to
Find partner to pamper,when
You have none,you just a piece
Of a trash.where only it good
On the outside and bad
On the inside.

The New World of no
Love,where love with
No glare is a crystal stare.
And when you say you love someone,
You called Crazy and everybody just
Laugh at you.where girls give gold
And boys put money on it,it only
Glitz,glamour and fame.

The world of living and
Lie,and you ought selling
Soul in front of millions,where
Lies,lust last,adultery taking life
And love,care,trust is a blink in
The eye...

This world is ours,let take stand
And fight...
...*Enough of No Love
#Love #Lies #Power #Lust #Life #Adultery
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