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Sydney Nov 2020
I lost the one who loved me so much, i lost you

Sorry for not holding you the way you want me to hold you

Sorry for not loving you the way you want me to

It's just, i don't want to lie

Because i know that if i pretend, i'll hurt your feelings

I lost you and i'm okay with that

I lost you and i'm happy because i know that you'll find someone better than me

Someone who will love you the way you want

Someone who will hold you no matter what

Someone who will show you what love is

I lost you and that's okay
Strying Nov 2020
I can hear my heart
Though the room isn't silent
I can feel my brain
Running circles in a fray
I'm scared
Fear coursing through my veins
I take a breathe
And start the test.
WISH ME LUCK I have a AP English writing assessment today :o
Jamil Akram Oct 2020
The pages flutter through your fingers,

The eerie theme lingers,

But you turn the pages.



You sink your teeth into this book,

Your head staying shook,

But you turn the pages.



The words are eating you,

Your thoughts stew,

But you turn the pages.



The last page is a mirror,

The pages are much clearer,

The pages turn you.
andTilly Dec 2020
au revoir, les prés, les petits morceaux de vert
pourquoi, pourquoi je me fais chier
quand je ne touche jamais ce clé?
au revoir, le souffle de l’air jamais pesé
pourquoi je fais de la peine, peiné
en brûlant le vent par les deux bouts de blé?

adieu, l’embrasse de la mer légèrement dorée
où de la tête je ne pouvais pas donner
c’est pourquoi c’est quand même pire
un peu d’amertume dans chacun de sourires
combien de temps je vais mourir
se réveillant, on ne peut pas dire…
the setting sun

goodbye, meadows, the little green shards
why do I bother, why
when I’ll never touch this key?
goodbye, the air’s breath never weighed
why do I hurt, pained
burning the wind on both ends of wheat?

farewell, embrace of the softly golden sea
where I cannot ever fold my head in need
that is why it’s even worse
the slight bitterness in each of my smiles
I can’t even say how many more times
I’ll die in the awakening curse

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Ovi Oct 2020
@ovais43

Anyone can turn
Anytime into a monster
Who would look at first
Who is here an Alabaster?

Everyone wants to move
Faster and faster
Who cares about the norms
Who is here that master

Keep up the beats so high
So we can't hear from the sky
Ignoring the rules, baby
Let's focus on all those means of joy

Turn on the lights
Please
Turn on the lights
Please
So, all we can see
What's the truth

All we understand;
is a fist or foot
Have we ever really
Escaped from the shade of boot

I don't wanna see
How lavish is his suit
He's an animal, a capitalist
Whose business walks on loot

Every time he speaks lie
For money, he could die
He's trynna be a God, yeah
Although, he doesn't comply

Turn on the lights
Please
Turn on the lights
Please
So, all we can see
What's the truth
The situation looks horrible when we look around to see what a man is doing to another man. Nothing is certain in this ephemeral world.
Juliet Aug 2020
The veil would open,
The veil would close,
The veil was in my skull
And all its icy shores.

Sometimes it freed things,
Sometimes free things freed it.

Sometimes it speaks,
Sometimes it cries,
Sometimes it creates,
And draws all the worst lines.

The veil was my brain,
It protected me to harm,
But sometimes the veil,
Was itself the harm.
Juliet Aug 2020
I never really liked poems.
Or maybe it's proper to say that I'm not a huge fan.

If it is a piece of music
There's always a chord missing
Wrong rhythm
A bad intonation.

It does not suffice
In describing the myriad of thoughts in my head.
It was always short in line.
Short in feelings.
Too romantic
Or not at all.

But I remember staring at the ceiling
Imagining your smile plastered in it
I started looking for you in poems
I started drafting one
I started describing every parts I could remember
I start loving one.
the title is toooooo unique, yes?
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