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every letter in my poems
has been carved from the contents inside my heart
with every dancing lines and singing words
exposed sorrows
every lyrics portrayed loneliness
akin to the approaching rain
rain that has been hiding from the sky
that will come out when the sky cannot hold the weight anymore
yes
this is just a piece of paper that i use
to be written with my bleeding pen and make the blood as an ink
blood that came from my heart
i wish you will know that you are the reason
why i write these ****** letters
you are the reason why these poems has been crying
you are the reason why there are teardrops on my poems
teardrops that i use to erase this loneliness
but i didn't expect that these papers will be broken
to the point that you cannot see the line anymore
the line that says
"i love you"

©IGMS
but what would be the reason that you will see
there is already an owner of your heart
i'm hoping that this loneliness will fade through time
and i will make a new poem
and you are not the reason anymore
why my poems was crying
not with loneliness
but my poem will cry
because of
joy
Randomly Running
at the "new" old asian restaurant...or was it the "old" new
new "old" or old "new"
or a combination there of
"I'll take combo #2"
(i.e) (ir)Regardless

Randomly Running
I trip over a boulder
which upon further/farther insp(dis)ection
seems to be shackled to my leg
I open it:
"You are unlimited"
Word Study.
Listening to these depressing songs.
It's ironically giving me the will to be strong,
And I don't mind if they're being played for long.
They're making the oceans of my heart rift,
Letting my soul drift in the cold water.

Staring up into the sun,
Ironically it seems fun.

Dipping in my own sorrow,
Urging me to press play,
Again and again,
Making me feel a little bit insane.

I'm enjoying dwelling in my inexplicable pain,
Making me realize,
That maybe,
Sometimes,
One can be happy by just being sad.


All the beauteous and delightful words in the world,
Being integrated all together,
Can never be in equilibrium,
Of how much happy I am,
Of how much you mean to me,
And of how much I love you.
  (hahaaaaa)




Your words of love,
Are just like a firefly in my pitch-black times,
You’ve enlighten me with your luminescence,
Just that little wonderful light that you’ve showed me daily,
Being put all together,
Just made a delightful gleaming sun,
In a noontide,
That glows up my darkest corners,
That gives me warmth in my numbing days,
That gives me hope,
That gives me the strongest feeling to be the best I can be,
And that gives me a better vision for tomorrow.





You make my world an orchestral arena,
Just the most wonderful tunes are played,
The tunes of bona fide endearment, care and with hope,
You’ve surrounded me with your fervid love songs,
I have absorbed all of it,
That together circulates into my body,
As an energizer,
And as supplier of all good nutrients.





You’ve created a dance hall in my world,
That I uses,
To sway and undulate away,
All the love and happiness,
And let exuberance consume,
All deleterious hormones that is in me,
Into your phenomenal, auspicious dance steps,
Steps that keep our love healthy and in perfect shape,
And steps that carries me all the way to heaven.





You are indeed my serotonin,
My happiness hormone,
That keeps me smiling,
And keeping me away from depression.


My endorphin,
That always make me feel good,
The one that reduces my apprehension.


My dopamine,
That keeps me mentally alert,
That you,
The source of dopamine,
Just provide me,
All inspiration I need,
Keeps me concentrated on good stuff,
And that takes away all bad moods in me.


My ghrelin,
That takes away all my stress,
And replace it with peace of mind,
And relaxing state.



My phenylethamine,
That gives me such gaiety,
In this love that envelops me,
A love that always put spark in my countenance.





In my engineering life,
You are just the perfect solution,
In my engineering truss problems,
And the truss as our love,
You are the identification,
Whether our love,
Is statically determinate, or indeterminate,
Statically stable or unstable,
And finding the reactions of our love,
Taking all the summation of forces,
From the vertical to the horizontal axis,
And the summations of all moments needed,
In order to have strong and firm truss,
A truss that would last,
‘Till eternity.




You are the calculator in this path of mine,
I could just be staring in blank space,
Without any hope of solving any mathematical problems without you,
You are the calculator that we call,
An addition to our intestines,
Without you my life will not be successful,
And with your love as motivation and inspiration,
It made me more successful in my career in life.



And for the most important thing,
You are the answer,
To my earnest and lachrymose prayers,
Prayers that are dearly uttered,
During my detrimental moments,
And just up to this day,
I have understood,
How God,
Can allow throe to be planted into our lives,
How a devastating incident,
Will turn into propitious aurora,
I knew from this day on,
My life will completely change.



with love <3

© Earl Jane
♥ E.J.C.S.
okay, i just tried my super best to put that up together...like seriously :3 i dig deeper a lot. hahaha, and even apply my engineering life there with my PAST DREAM which is to be a doctor, LOL, well, i search for that a lo. :D i poured all my heart to that. hahahahahahah,....


http://www.2knowmyself.com/Hormones_that_make_you_happy


God indeed has a purpose to everything.... We wont understand it quickly, a time will come that we will just realize that we are blessed that those throe happen, well, Great is the Lord, Thank God a lot. <3
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When was the last time you appreciate life?
The last time you just sit still,
And observe everything around you
And just collide with the world?
I think the world is still a beautiful place in spite of the pain and everything. You just have to look deeper and closer.
Standing in towers of glass and steel people survey the land beneath them. Admiring what their wealth has bought them, the see a serene picture from above the clouds. While in streets below and across rivers and oceans, armies wage war. Some wars are fought with guns, others are fought with books and still others are fought with vaccines. While a select few rise to prominence and power, most struggle to have their daily bread. Some obtain wealth beyond measure surrounded by rivers of jewels and gold. While others languish and starve. For those who amass the resources life is comfort and ease, for others it is a struggle to live. How much is enough for one person before they are willing to give back and help another?
The poor man sayeth
Sir, canst thou spareth a dime?
The rich man replyeth
Hath thou lost thine mind?


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
some people cannot understand
that this world is not
revolving around the sun
instead
we are all revolving
in these four letters
called love*

©IGMS
you feel all kinds of feelings because of love
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