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SaWal Mar 2018
Shaded, faded, degraded
But i promise you my ending verse would be I MADE IT

Grated, rated, penetrated
Hope is with what all my pain I traded

Waited, bated, segregated
You trying, well so am I, therefore you won't see me retrograded

Pierced, teared, speared
Failing is something I never Feared

Cheated, bleed-ed, mistreated
No appreciations, no acknowledgements, little bit of understanding is all I needed

Raided, shredded, perforated
No matter how dark the tunnel gets, for them dreams I WILL MAKE MY OWN WAY

Alackaday, doomsday, mayday
I have felt them all that's what makes 'it' so special- MY PAYDAY

Bitten, smitten, mistaken
Words above define my ride, feel my rhyme and make the most of THE ROAD TAKEN..
There we sit beneath the cherry blossom tree,
You were there, talking to me.
The silence, hearing the trees whispering.
We were spending all afternoon laughing.
I just wonder and I wanted to ask,
“Would I belong to you soon?”
“Would I ever have you?”
I wanted you to know and hear.
My heart brings off with no fear.
I wanted the way we used to be changed,
Not like how we are right now.
I wanted something  more if you allow.
Talk to my eyes, do you want it too?
The voices, I heard them in my head.
Talking to myself, forgetting the road ahead.
Every way I take, it leads me back to you.
Your smiles and the way you move are my sunshine.
Being with you makes me feel better than fine.
I forgot how the rain used to cover me.
I was never meant to leave you recklessly.
Until one day, I heard through the grapevines.
I was looking and hoping for a sign.
Fright drove my heartbeat swifter than the time I trusted you.
Why was I not given a cue?
Was I asleep when you told me?
Was I wishing you dreamingly?
Was I looking forward to the future
Of you caring and embracing me back?
You loved someone you believed,
You said she is undeniably stunning...
But, you did not have a chance to know her.
I had the time of loving you, it felt great.
I wondered, “Why did you refuse?”
Still, it was just right to forget right away.
Someday, the colours would slowly fade
Into a beautiful shade of gray.
The wretchedness would be an enduring mark...
To rather let the mark be the end of the world...
Or to look up to the shining sun and restart?
Someday, I would learn to love someone better.
Someday, I would be laughing at myself and say,
“What was the real reason why I loved you?”
Cause all I can think of was your foolishness.
I could have been dumb when I had you.
I used to laugh to our one-liners before.
We were just young naive kids.
(Now, I learned.....)
I was better off giggling with myself.
I was better off being with my friends.
I used to remember that tree,
It was where we used to sit.
Do you remember it too?
I know you had forgotten.
If you ever regret, do not return.
‘Cause you might be hanging your head the next time.
But you had been right, always right.
“Let go of the beautiful memory
When we used to sit beneath the cherry blossom tree.”
This poem was inspired by my friend Maureen Chua. She loves anime so much and that is actually how I really know her as my best friend. Since she always supports me in every way, I wanted to post this poem I made for her.
Well, it was this scene in anime when we see the main characters near the cherry blossom trees. They are just beautiful, aren't they? If you're an otaku, I really bet you can picture a lot of anime characters right now.... Seeing how romantic or sad scenes are.
Cherry blossom tress can make so much memories that I can make a story about it.
Emmy Feb 2018
I don’t know what I’m looking for
But I’m looking for something
And I keep ending up back at
“Everything is nothing”
Which means that nothing is something
And the thoughts refuse to stop coming
I know there’s no running

I cant escape being in this ring
Forever feeling like every direction is a haphazard swing
I can’t see a thing
Feeling like society’s puppet on a string
There’s a list I keep, sorta sloppy neat
But God tells me, “take a seat”
I yell back, “that’s no easy feat”

I don’t understand what all of this is for
Life feels like a game, except I can’t score
I can’t open the ****** door
They wanna say, “when life closes a door, it opens a window”
But all I see is a **** show
That’s not to say, I don’t see the beauty in how a river flows
That’s not to say, I don’t see the beauty in how the same river froze
You can tell me I’m dramatic, that I wallow in my throes
And yeah Lil *** told me, “that’s the way life goes”
But I’m fed up with everyone’s prose
I don’t want to believe that’s really how it goes

And so I sit with Robert Frost
At his two roads, curious at how he tells me he’s actually not lost
How it’s not left to the probability of a coin toss
That everyone just wants to be their own boss
Pretending that they aren’t nailed to their own cross

I don’t know what I’m looking for
But I think maybe I’ve been playing the game wrong
That there is no score which could lead to more
All I’ve got is a case of nothing being something
And that’s really nothing more
Than “everything is nothing” for sure.
Milton Robertson Feb 2018
The journey of a ****, sports really rocked, the jewels, the pools forget about school, his people were saying, you're being a fool, he ridiculed.

He was in stride on a wonderful joyride. While in the background they'd lurk watching him do all the work they get all the perks, total jerks.

As things got funky he felt like a flunky, soon turned into a ******. Alas, he'd been outclassed felt like a complete *******.

Started to think, what should I do Prayed for a breakthrough felt so low he had to climb a ladder to tie his shoe.

What kept popping in his head was the game of poker. He reached deep inside and pulled the joker.

He got over the ****, came out of his slump no longer in the dumps and whatever they threw he'd trump.

So whether you're on top of the world or the least in the hood. GOD IS STILL GOOD.
Amanda Kay Burke Feb 2018
That day, I fell into the snow,
I looked up and happened to see a rainbow,
You held out your hand, your hair was messed,
The smile on your face put me at rest.

My heart filled up with joy and hope,
You gave me a will and a way to cope,
The sunshine shining down that day,
Blew my troubles and all else away.

That day I gave you my fragile heart,
Hoping you wouldn't break it apart,
Love is the lesson you helped me learn,
By giving me yours in return.
This was back before I thought I was good, every writer has to start somewhere. I was 12 when I wrote this.
Sammie Feb 2018
Let me fall in love again
Let me, for once, try not to feel the pain
Let me walk alone for some distance
Let me, for once, learn not to cause any penance
Let me sing to my favorite song
Let me, for once, live in that moment for long
Let me travel to distinct places
Let me, for once, learn to not leave behind any more traces
Let me be myself some more times
Let me, for once, try not to consider it as another one of my crimes
Let me stay up and tall
Let me, for once, learn not to sit back even after I fall
Let me set myself finally free
Let me, for once, show myself what I can be
Ash Feb 2018
The oblivious night in need of salvation
The moon emits love to the night’s unaware starvation
We the stars, reflect that love in our light
An outlet of faith to the incognizant night
Gage B Feb 2018
A slip
                        A stutter
I fell way deep          
          Into that trap
     my life once surrounded
     just as it surrounded me

i could not escape
until it no longer wanted me
and put me high high high up
Out of the temptation
Away from the attention

I so desperately wanted to just jump
Jump and fall until
I hit that sweet spot
Back into it's entrancing world
But with every step I took towards
Falling in
The farther away the ledge was
From my feet.

Sealing off
a world that I was
Accustomed to

And now
I think about recovering
And also
I think about slipping back in
And
I think that I will never learn
R.I.P 8/20/2015 - 11/10/2017
It was time well spent
Melodie Fowles Feb 2018
Just because you learned something new
Doesn't make that information true

It was learned from someone
Or somewhere before
A chain of Chinese whispers
That has a lot to answer for

People like to get up on their high horse
Pushing their opinion on others
With aggressive force

The anger that arises
When they are opposed
Leaves the listeners minds
And thoughts closed

Question the validity
Of everything you hear
And in return
Some valuable information
You may just learn
And in your opinion
Others may yearn

But if you choose to be opinionated
And can't rise above it
Then you can take your opinion
And you can shove it.
Greco Feb 2018
I’d love to see my past with more accuracy than memory allows.
View the world from the many perspectives it holds.
Follow the people who never spoke up.
Learn by watching the mistakes made by the men & women before me.
Converse with history’s heroes,
And party with the problem starters.
I’d love to explore what has come before me.
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