Why won't I stop
Clenching my fist?
The feelings I get
Make my stomach twist.

It can't be controlled,
I sit and reminisce
The times of serenity.
Why am I like this?

Screaming to no one,
Pursuing help and love.
No one hears my cries.
It's my mind I must get rid of.

Years of loneliness lie ahead.
Where has my clear mind gone?
My fits of rage take me over.
Repose- a blessed phenomenon.

In the dark it is quiet,
But somehow the dark can be as loud as a lion.
The dark whispers and leaps on your bed,
And you wish that you would turn on the light instead of torturing yourself.
So, you turn on the light and it hurts,
You Hiss at the light for making your eyes bleed and you plead,
of yourself to turn it off.But you can't, because of the dark....

Love, love, love, love
Stuttered by one one word
Makes everything nothing
Nothing to be useless

Love is everything
Love is anywhere
Love is what we feel
Love is what we want

I made her a poem
The time I had a problem
She felt so awkward
The day when I was haggard

She wants to be loved
I gave her my love
I made it so long
Until it was daylong

I stay up all night
Just to make sure she's alright
I was so whole-hearted
But she was so cold-hearted

I log into my blogger,
I look at all the poems that I've ever written,
On my phone, on my math book during class, or scribbled in a hurry.
I search for the perfect one I can give,
To get a message back from Hello Poetry.

The first one I see is the one I wrote for my brother,
He left last year, I miss that fella,
I hope college is nice to him.

The next one is about the season ending, stars and constellations, and career choices,
I wonder what I was thinking while writing it,
No wonder my mum thinks I have ADHD.

The third one is a poem called 'maybe',
I remember when one of my best friends said she loved it,
I remember that that was the first time I showed my poems to her,
I was so happy.

As I see the fourth one,
I think this is stupid.
All these poems are old now,
I don't want to give these.

I spend a few minutes thinking what I should do,
I think and think,
I wonder what they'll like.
I wonder if the person who reads this poem,
Is a girl or a guy.

I continue thinking,
Rest thoughts aside.
Suddenly I realise,
Oh yeah, I can write.

Despite my outer appearance, I am desperate
calling out for someone,anyone to see me.
My cries roaring loud for anyone to help for it
the desperation becoming unbearable but they leave me be
they leave me be, to deal with my sorrow and disdain
they leave me to deal with my regret and anguish
but its my own fault so why should I complain?
When I bring it up they look at me as if i speak a foreign language.
Everyone I love always goes away,
Everyone I cherish never stay.
Whats so unappealing with me?
What makes everyone turn and flee?
These are my constants thoughts everyday,
and so I am so alone so I am begging, stay
please,
Why don't you stay?

A leaf, a leaf, how queer to think
That trees discard their precious leaves.
While people fear their thinning hair,
A tree’s lifeblood glides through the air.

A child awaits the coming fall,
“The leaves, mommy, they’ve lost them all.
I’m bald and bare, these trees are me.”
In silent death, she grins with glee.

A leaf, a leaf, how queer to think
These trees release frond in a blink.
A mindless shelling to the wind,
The Trees of Winter, **** and trimmed.

That child finds herself a friend;
In naked bark, she can pretend
A tree can shelter her from rain
That showers down in forms of pain.

A leaf, a leaf, how queer to think
These children’s minds form paper links
Like leaves that twirl through steady breeze.
A little girl with brown eyes sees

A future where tree branches sway
In Barren Land, an air’s melee
With wooden fingers shaking hard.
A tree so scared to break in shards.

A child’s dream is soon realized
To be her life; unauthorized.
“These trees, mommy, they shake like me.
Why must strong leaves from these Trees leave?

                Why does my hair fall from my head?
                Did God make me so sick I shed?”

There I sat on my throne overlooking the kingdom
Arsenal of various degrees was lying all across the castle
My chest was filled with haughty air that I am the unconquerable
At that moment the door was opened and there came a lady
Her charisma astounded me and my heart skipped a beat
It was as if she cast a magical spell and made my heart feeble
She is the most beautiful women I've ever seen in my life
Like an angel, she came towards me radiating the light of endearment
She held me in her arms and with a silvery voice sang a lullaby
All my king's pride melted down and I slept happily on her shoulders
**That lady will always be my queen

we often met twice a day
though we never had the chance
to say ’hi‘
but you keep on coming back
as if we had made a contract

i'm sorry i wish on too many wishes
and that i rely so much on you
oh but i often feel so blue
and i just want to wish on something new

       --D

As the silence goes

Our eyes alone catch one another
These quiet, intimate, three seconds of time

The look in your eyes were so real to me
It was just the two of us
As every other being
Continues to move along in life

As the silence goes
No words could speak better than
What we could feel then

Hand in hand
There you were
With someone special

This busy and fast paced world
Lets our old memories sleep
Lets us forget
But I will never about you

As the silence goes
And as time went on
So did we