𝙰𝚗𝚗𝚎 - Hello Poetry

𝙰𝚗𝚗𝚎 Jun 2018

I hate it when my heart wants to write so much
badly wants to explain the feeling of being left alone
and the feeling of being wanted at the same time
but my brain can't
my brain can't function the feelings;
too complicated, too hard to understand
and this paper ended up having no words explained at all
having no feelings
for the feelings are cooped up in a corner,
where no one can see or hear
no one can touch or feel
because the brain can't function
what the heart can;
the heart is too stubborn
to follow the lameness, the brain can command,
for it cannot comprehend complicated feelings,
only realistic ones.

Jun 2018

luci

:(:

i show the sugar
of my smile
so you
don't
notice the
salt dripping
down my eyes

#sad #happy #smile #tears

𝙰𝚗𝚗𝚎 Jun 2018

Sign

I asked Him for a sign
A sign to continue, a sign to not stop liking you
Or the vice versa
There's only an hour and thirty minutes left
For the sign to happen, or, sadly and unfortunately, not;
That sign, is the most unexpected sign that could happen
For it doesn't get to your interest
But, that's the purpose of signs isn't it?
That if it will happen, it will.
I maybe sad, or happy
When the clock will strike 12;
I created my own Cinderella story
But I'm the prince
Waiting for a miracle to happen
Standing by for the sign to occur
Will I be happy?
Or sadness will struck an arrow
That will take my smile away?

𝙰𝚗𝚗𝚎 Jun 2018

?

"Why does it hurt, liking someone so much?"
"Because life is a give and take process. Once you only give, you'll end up having nothing, and the 'take' one, you'll miss it. Thinking why did you gave so much."

𝙰𝚗𝚗𝚎 Jun 2018

sing a song

ever experienced singing indirectly to someone you like?
you hum the words, like singing a lullaby
and you look at him sleeping soundly
secretly hoping that your voice would reach him
reach him like the words on a poem knock the readers
reach him like the steps on a ballet bring shine to the watchers;
it hurts actually
the feeling of you singing, but that person you like didn't know he's the one you're actually singing to
how i wish that some other person could've recorded that scene
be played by myself a million times
and never forget how that moment,
is so beautiful that it hurts.

Jun 2018

She Writes

I’d Rather Write

I’d rather write than speak
My pen is always responsive
My ink doesn’t judge my mistakes
My paper doesn’t argue
My lines never cross me
My sentences never disappoint
And my words will never leave me

#write #pen #ink #paper #words #disappoint #writer #poetry #poem #poet