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I can't do this anymore.
It is a lie that,
I can get through this.
Ending myself is the solution
I don't think that,
I have to fight.
But those are just trials
With all the pain, I need to leave
Ending this right here
Goodbye.
(Now Read from Bottom to Top)
It is still difficult for me to make this kind of poetry  so I'm still practicing.
I don't wanna talk to you anymore.
But still,
You are my friend.
You care for me.
You love me.
You are always there for me.
You comfort me.
You worry about me.
When did I ever feel that,
You're not there for me.
I always felt that,
My bestfriend.
(Now read from bottom to top)
This is my first time writing this type of poem so it wasn't really good and it is still difficult for me. I hope u understand, thank uuu :)
Ashish Jun 2018
I am just another person of an unknown crowd
And I don’t believe that
I am meant for something greater than me

Fear and guilt, rules me
NOT
Courage

I am the victim of my circumstances
I don’t agree that
I am the master of my destiny

I am here just to survive
I definitely do not believe that
I am the creator of change and beginning of a new revolution


Now, reverse the poem
Jabin Jun 2018
Look behind at all the ducks,
but don’t turn your back!
Squawking and pecking
like they do give a ****,
but their father is a quack.

Throw to them a piece of bread,
and they'll fight like dogs.
The alpha pounces,
thieving from pups he's bred-
while they snort and snort like hogs.

Stay your glance, looking ahead,
for missiles raining.
Trapped in gas, they choke;
soon enough, they'll be dead,
and too, your time is waning.

That paper in your pocket
leashes up your mind.
Give it a whiff, a stare, and a sniff,
ball the evil rocket.
Freedom's ring is what you'll find.

Feathers falling and flying.
The canines are sharp.
Angel eyes in the darkness, stalking.
Don't sift through the lying,
or dance to heavenly harp.

Strip your clothes on the mountain,
bows the snake low, down.
Never wanted to see any harm,
though sipped from the fountain,
to question the mighty crown.

Give back to him his children,
let Soulless roam free.
You may well recall-
strength once you were wieldin’,
when I was you, and you were me.

So with love, set him beside;
embrace your own child.
Comfort and soothe his worthless cause.
Accept him despite the pride
'fore the lion's temper ever be mild.
I'm looking for the spirit of forgiveness. Not for myself, but for the worst of us. Revenge is not the answer, and there is no justice in torture. There is no peace in pain. There is no love in hurt. So the answer must be something else- something much more difficult. Something we'd think impossible. But what is that old saying?
Celeste Jonesey Jun 2018
I hate you
Makes you never understand why
The longing for you back
Is an instinct to me  
To hug you each morning
To say hello to you each day
Makes you never understand why
I love you
Now read it backwards
Erikyle Aguilar Mar 2018
Naging masaya tayo.
dahil sa'yo,
biyak na biyak na puso ko,
nawala ang
pagmamalasakit,
dahil sa'yong
lokohan, naniniwala pa rin ako na
maayos ang lahat, naniniwala akong walang
aalis sa mahigpit na yakap
wala akong halaga, hindi
hindi na ako maniniwalang
magiging totoo ang mga pangako natin sa isa't isa,
nasira tayo,
inakala natin na totoong
pagmamahal ang inilaan natin sa isa't isa,
buti nalang,
inisip kong mabuti na,
wala kang parte sa buhay ko,
nagkakamali ka kung iniisip ****
mahal kita.
a reverse poetry
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