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petalsofhope Nov 2013
my thoughts
my feelings
of you
carved in blue ink
scattered pieces by pieces
all over the floor
for a moment, i thought
i'm not capable
to go on
not anymore
these thoughts of you
they're killing me
from inside
slowly
like smokers
inhale and exhale
their cigarettes
with satisfaction
not knowing
the cells in their lungs
rot one by one
day by day
and you just lose yourself
petalsofhope Nov 2013
Do you believe in soulmates?
it is indeed cliche and overused
but i do
i do believe in the miracle of falling in love
each of us are destined to be with someone
someone who brings sunshine
when your days are rainy
someone who gives you hope
when you're out of faith
someone who holds your hand
when your ride is bumpy
your soulmate is your other half
they might be thrown across the world
they might also be living next door
how will you know who your soulmates is?
you see, some say you don't
one day you just take the jump
and wait till fate catches
have you ever met someone for the first time
but your heart feels as if you’ve met them before?
the moment you meet someone
that capital S someone
you'll feel an inexplicable attraction to that person
your souls are drawn to each other
that's the thing about love
logic can never do the math
there is someone, somewhere out there
who you can just love and love
no matter how tough the journey is
no matter how constant the drift-aparts are
you will always find your way
back to each other
"We were not making love, we did not even kiss, but the unexplainable intimacy we shared left us wordlessly and hopelessly locked into each other's gaze."
petalsofhope Nov 2013
I remember you
from your beautiful smile
your cinnamon scented hair
your contagious laughter
your nail-biting addiction
your pointless insecurities
to our silly inside jokes
our dumb little fights
our peculiar bets
our goofy text messages

through tears and smiles
you were the only one who understood
my unspoken words
my concealed pain
my unexpressed happiness
my puzzled feelings

counting your days
we recalled our mischievous memories
when we danced in the rain
when we rang doorbells and ran away
when we pranked the gullible ones
when we stole Ikea pencils
when we fangirled over stunning guys
when we were together
everything turn into excitements
moments with you
I remember them all, Grace

it was a week before December twenty-fifth
when the monstrous cells stopped your heart
a glimpse of smile
appeared upon your face
as you're being taken
far away from us
skin turned pale
body stiffened
tears flooded my sight
there were wailing across the room

time flies like a bullet train without you
it's a rainy day today
you've always loved rainy days
sinking my knees in the dew-wet grass
raindrops whisper in my ears
as I brush off the gray snow from your stone
I still remember you, Grace
I still do
petalsofhope Nov 2014
It's like a landslide of small, sharp rocks

falling onto your chest

into the spaces between your ribs

damaging your heart

and whats left of your fading soul
petalsofhope Nov 2013
I love you on sunny days
when the radiant sun enlighten the earth
I love you on rainy days
when drops of drizzle pour from above
I love you in the morning
when the rays beam through the window
I love you at night time
when the moon sings lullaby for the stars

I love you in the summer
when waves crash feets on the beach
I love you in the spring
when birds greet the blooming tots
I love you in the autumn
when brown leaves gracefully touch the ground
I love you in the winter
when a cup of hot chocolate is bliss

no matter what season
nor what weather
without fear
without expectations
this feeling
my love,
is inevitable
petalsofhope Jan 2014
The snow reminds me of every part of you
Your shimmering blue eyes
Flecked with shades of gray
They were iridescent
Resemblance of the sky at winter time
Without a slight touch of clouds
The depths of your deep chestnut brown hair
Reflected all the radiance in your smile
On the well-carved yet pale lips of yours
A smile that could cure cancer and wars
When your cold fingers touch mine
It sends shiver down my spine
You're no prince charming
Nor are you a mighty knight
Just someone for me to cuddle
During chilly nights
The way you laugh- oh its cliché
How it simply takes my breath away
Like a snowflake's delicate six-fold symmetry
Something about you is exquisite, indescribably
Without no fathomable sign I'm just drawn to you
Each and every part of your beautiful existence
Ever since then, I've always loved the first snow fall of winter.
petalsofhope Nov 2013
She looks at her reflection in the mirror
Disgust fills up her heart
Her closet, made up of designer clothing
But nothing suits her eyes
She walks by the roadside
In her favourite purple coat
Her left hand tucked into one of the pockets
While the other hugging a poetry book
Her brown hair let down to her shoulders
With a bobby pin securing her fringe

People in the hallway staring
As she enters the chemistry class
Am I that hideous?
She asks herself
Second row
From behind is where she sit
Souls filled with boredom
Mourn for the class to end
She sighs
As she doodles in her notebook

Little did she know
The blonde hair, blue-eyed charmer
Look towards her in the cafeteria
Admiring the way she laugh
The way she bite her nails
The way her cheeks turn rosy-pink
The way she tucks her hair behind her ear
Falling for every little things about her

Little did she know
The people in the hallway
Are talking about her beauty
Little did she know
The group of conceited it girls
Are dying to know where she'd got her coat from

Everyone around her know she's beautiful
Everyone
But *her
dedicated to my one and only bestfriend, Afryna. you are beautiful.
petalsofhope Oct 2014
Monsters she had always feared since she were four
They still exist
Even now,
Those terrifying creatures
Breathe and live in her
Deep, deep, deep inside her pure soul
Feeding of her unseen menacing dark thoughts
Slowly ******* her soul like dementors
As she begins to lose herself
They wait until she unleashes them
to the filthy world
petalsofhope Nov 2013
terrible night of blurred arguments
young and reckless
my words hurt you like silver bullets
passing through your chest
this is just one of those nights
where I recall the wounded past

you used to call me your angel
yet I took the halo for granted
you told me I was your happiness
yet I turned them into sorrow

two years flew
the same question still lingers around my mind
I really did love you
you made me the happiest, I swear
I never wanted to put you through that pain
but why did I?
I bet you're happy now, with her
I bet you think I moved on

you have no idea
it takes everything in me not to reach you
you have no idea
I regret hurting you
but they say never regret anything
because at one time it was what you wanted
so its probably better off that way

and here I am admitting
that you are my best guilt
petalsofhope Jan 2014
Running out of days
My breath is becoming short
The whispering wind begs me to stay
Hoping for a twist in this plot

Please don't take my soul
Not now, not just yet
But it's beyond my control
Must cherish this journey of no regrets

Let's build our own little fort
Where no one gets hurt and no one dies
Hopes and prayers are my last resort
As we bid melancholy goodbyes

Oh darling, take my hand
My grip is getting weaker
Prepare yourself to let go, unplanned
Since my skin has turned paler

Soon my sleep will become deeper
Craving for a final moment with you
Before falling into this eternal slumber
Before my time due

Oh darling, wipe your tears
Those drops are precious
Go to our little fort, take shelter
And reminisce how our memories were tenacious

Raising a white flag
One more moment, please
I solemnly begged
Alas, closing my eyes at ease
petalsofhope Nov 2013
she can't stop writing poems    
there are so many words    
she wants to leave behind    
her desire is to leave a mark    
upon the world  
Augustus Waters once said,    
the marks humans leave are too often scars    
but not scars that she wanted to leave   
she just wants to be remembered    
not as a perfect person    
instead as someone who is touched by flaws    
she wants to be remembered    
for her mistakes    
her dreams    
her laughter    
her delicate words    
she wants to be remembered    
as herself    
because at the end of the day    
one lives in the hope of becoming a memory
was kind of annoyed because i keep on writing almost every night, but ended up getting inspired by the annoyance itself.
petalsofhope Apr 2017
warmth of the sun
scent of freshly-mown grass
chirping of birds
field of blooms
dancing to the rhythm of the breeze
back and forth
the petals sway gently
as the wind
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at springtime
- an old piece i found (Nov, 2013)
petalsofhope Nov 2013
skies darker than midnight
eyes wider than owl
freshened grasses beneath us
splattered stars above us
let's gaze up
help them find their way to each other
link those twinkles into constellations
our fingers intertwined
as thoughts wander about
green pupils unseen

we're no longer nocturnal
feeling productive at 4am
petalsofhope Dec 2013
hugging your knees, rocking back and forth
with tears streaming down your face
menacing thoughts dance in your mind
even a silent creak sounds as loud as a heavy metal song
blaming and cursing yourself
for someone else's faults
putting your soul on the line
numb, senseless
about to take the fall from a skyscraper
second thoughts might make you reconsider
if only your faith could search for a reason
to live;
even one is more than enough
yet that one reason decided to play hide and seek
not knowing you no longer have the strength
to hunt for it
instead of looking back
you take a step forward to the border
eyes closed, arms spread out like wings
inhaling deep breaths
the moment before you take the jump
and there you go
you fly into the air
letting the the gravity consume you
finally released from your suicidal thoughts
the original draft of this poem was actually written by a friend.
petalsofhope Dec 2013
there are big ships, there are small ships
but friendship is the best ship of all
yet all those friendships are dusts
compared to the breathtaking rainbow of mine

we are completely different
but still alike in so many ways
we're a pair of mismatched socks
you're like a precious pearl hidden in the ocean
one of the amazing things
God have ever granted me in life
those dark clouds you see in yourself
my eyes look at them as rays of sunshine
I've never think of you as a sister
like other best friends do
you're more like a part of my soul
my better half

gossip and secrets
all sealed in our bucket
pain and tears
we share them in our prayers
strife and silly fights
I believe it will always end up alright
heartaches and heartbreaks
we mend them with cupcakes

you did not turn my frowns into smiles
instead you turned them into laughter
know that I won't fight for you
I would **** for you
whenever you shed a tear, I don't feel sad
something inside me just die a little
you've put up with me for almost four years
I can't be grateful enough for your existence

years and years from this moment
I want to be your bridesmaid on your blissful day
I want to be the first one you share the good news
when there's another heart beating in you
I want to be the one you play crosswords with when our hairs are grey
I want to be by your side during your final day of breathing
I want to be your best friend again in the after life

when and how you walked in my life, I don't think I will be able to remember
but I know for sure we'll make it to forever
petalsofhope Dec 2015
She fell for the guy she writes about

in every single piece of her poetry

the guy she has never even met

well, perhaps not just yet
petalsofhope Nov 2013
people watching in a coffee shop
is one of the simple pleasures in life
the bizarre satisfaction you get
when you sit by the window
solving crossword puzzles
or probably sipping your cup of hot latte
immediately tilting your head up
when someone enters
analyzing, wondering,
as they pass by your table
what kind of person they are?
what coffee do they drink?
what do they do in the coffee shop?
where were they from?
who are they with?
thoughts by thoughts
questions by questions
curiosity kicks in
eventually clouding your mind
as you nibble your chapped lip
finally finding a solution
to the crosswords
also your futile thoughts
without hesitation
you give those people in the shop
every single one of them
a life
based on their coffee
just some random thoughts of mine
Us
petalsofhope Nov 2013
Us
Lanky guy in white shirt
long sleeves pulled up to his arms
with a cup of iced cappuccino in his grip
he traced for empty seats
our sight met each other
butterflies in me started dancing
tangled thoughts of mine
instantly fell away like rain
the first encounter in Starbucks
had our books of fate rewritten

The ocean eyes of his
looked into the hazel of mine
captivating my heart
as he flashed his 'to die for' smile
i was certain he's the one
the second he made me laugh
good morning messages
sleepy voiced night calls
twenty seven dates
our hearts grew fonder

It wasn't february fourteen
when he got down on one knee
trembling as he brought out the ring
saying four cliche words
on the memorable date
solemn vows are said
heartwarming tears are shed

*We are now an us
petalsofhope Nov 2013
2.18 AM

The couple next door are shouting and throwing things, the cries of children can be heard
I'm awake from my uncomfortable sleep

A middle-aged lady is sobbing on the bench, palms over her face
Thinking why is love so cheap

Almost unconscious, the brown eyed girl stares at her wrist on the bathroom floor
Maybe she have cut too deep

The heartbroken freshman stood at the border of a mountain *****
Not caring that it is steep

As her phone lights up, she buries herself in the blanket
Ignoring the beep

2.19 AM

I'm lost in my thoughts, wondering
Why can't people just be happy for a second?
Usually I only write stories so this is basically my first try in poetry x

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