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I know that hope is a dangerous thing....it's risky..perhaps at times a foolish thing...may be we expect too much from it...may be the burden of expectations is starting to take it's toll on it....i don't know...but the the truth is that it's the only thing that keeps me ticking....i honestly don't know whether i would survive the lack of it...i dread this a lot..and so i always keep telling myself all the time...no matter what...i won't give up hope.
how funny it is to meet
A girl who really cares
and in the second look she gives you
you know no one is really there

How dare you touch what is not yours
how dare you love what feeds on gore
How could you think any thing more
of a spider really but dressed as a *****.

I'm broke, we established that
My foundation dwells on cracks
and in the back of my mind
I always knew you werent my kind...

I always knew she would stab my back
No doubting her no doubting that
I always new she would eat my heart
No doubting that no doubting our part...

Oh lucky it is to meet
a girl who really cares
but in the first look she gives you
You know your heart is hers.

Hind sight will measure a million miles of pain
Hind sight will say pleasure wasn't worth, to refrain
Hind sight is clear and it could save a life
If a life was worth the saving....

and its not
Melt away my fear
hold my hand for just a bit
hungry eyes waiting
First time playing around with a haiku.
Key
I find music in flowers
And poetry in the grass
Many lines, and notes
Stanzas and lyrics
Yet to be wrote
But I have yet to find
Good in people
Or love in their hearts
I have yet to find
The key to love's heart
Drunk poetry... woooooooooooo
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