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Anemone Nov 2020
I am not the darkness
I am not the light
I am not the daytime
I am not the night

I'm not happy
I'm not sad
I'm not joyful
I'm not glad

I'm not silent
I'm not sound
I am a circle
But I'm not round

I am fire, I am ice
I'm not mean, but I'm not nice

I have big shoes to fill
I'm trying hard to impress
All of you don't realize
You cause me stress

I work real hard and write it down,
all of my plans
but will I ever be happy
I don't know if I can

I'm writing letters and songs and scripts
I'm writing stories and jokes and quips
I've written so much in so little time
Am I running out of time?

Am I off-key, am I off-pitch
Is it my tone or is my diction missed?
Am I speaking, am I singing, I don't know
Where can I go?

Someday I hope you'll remember me
Someday I hope I will be part of your history
Am I an artist who's doomed to be
Never appreciated until she dies
Why?

I'm not a figment of your imagination
I think I could use a little appreciation
I want to help others like me
When I'm grown
If I'm grown
Who will I be?

I am drowning in letters and papers
all of my stories surround me
drowning in letters and papers
can I ever be happy?
drowning in letters and papers
drowning again
drowning in letters and papers
will I ever reach the end?

will you all remember me?
will I be worth anything to remember?
are you like the one I see
when I look in the mirror?
will you hate me?
will you not understand?
will you pity me before I take my stand?
just keep the pen in your hand
always keep that pen in your hand
you won't ever know what the universe has planned
so just keep that pen in your hand
Zhanara Nov 2020
Love is bad
After love somebody
You are nobody.
Love is bad
When you love
You are flower
When no reply
You are grass
04/11/2020
Zhanara Oct 2020
His words are mirror
Cuz
he always says the truth
29.10.2020
Zhanara Oct 2020
Poverty is not good
We know about it without any asking.
Poverty is not bad
How?*
It can help us to think deeply
It can help us to solve the problem
It can help to appreciate our each step
29/10/2020
Zhanara Oct 2020
I am a bird
I am not still married
I am not still loved
I am not still hated
Because
Nobody want to hurt me
25.10.2020
Isabella Oct 2020
A writer writes for themselves
An author writes for the world
A poet writes for those who cannot speak
Zhanara Oct 2020
I wait my love
Without any hurrying
I wait my Prince
Without any looking for
I wait my Happiness
Doing just good things
18.19.2029
Alice Oct 2020
I once wrote about
being written into existence

how I longed for someone
to put pen to paper
fingertips to keyboard
to tell me who I am
to give me worth

how could I have
forgotten

I am my own poet
and I can write just fine
I don't need you any more
Zhanara Oct 2020
"Good morning"
Beautiful word
I appreciate it when I pronounce
"Good morning
I thank when I can say it.
"Good morning"
It's a period when  I understand everything.
It's a period when I know it doesn't come.
It's  a peried when I notice that I am alive.
Thank you "Good morning"
13.10.202
Zhanara Oct 2020
I am a little person
Who has just a humanity in her pocket.
I am little girl
Who has just a fairy dream.
I am  a little angel
Who has a big love in her heart.
03.10.2020
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