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Dec 2011
I am writing and I am angry
and i hope you understand it
when you are happy...
it is a thing i have to happy about...
even when i have lie and told the
true about my feel to the opposite of me
that i love her... which i really
do, i like them who so ever i
have asked out...
i do like them... i gain peace to
tell her what i feel about her

i am the child in this
century, i have made a big mistake
and it burning me heart.
i don't know how to move on
than to believe in my creator
God which is in Heaven about my
fate/ destiny...
I have been told i was in the
image of my God and when he created
me, he said i am good, in his
own image and likeness.

where am i getting it all
wrong... where did the word
ugly come from what is
the definition... i look at me
i see what they are really
saying... AM I UGLY?
is a question i ask me self
which is doubt, no confident
so i breed me-self to be
what i am not suppose to be.

they are after money, fame and
moving shoulder with the tops
breeding and living a life
so fake that you can
easier tell if i have the money
they will come with me
i have the swag but
that is not my reality
my reality is also a selfish
one, can i look for a less
lesser to make a friend and
do the growing together

instead looking for green
and handsome lady to compliment
their of me not a fine man/boy
my swag in life is to live
a life of wake up and go
work eat, pray, acknowledge
me is no creator of me-self and
I love Jesus, my cross is
seasonal and I want to hold that
cross forever....

Am I really Ugly?
why am I friend to them
but asking to be my partner
is war that break my heart
whenever I TELL MY FRIEND
I LOVE HER...
I LOST A FRIEND...
Akhianmiegbe Iyekeoretin
Written by
Akhianmiegbe Iyekeoretin  M/Nigeria
(M/Nigeria)   
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