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nim Jul 2018
i had learnt that
a "today" has to be blurry,
filled with gray clouds, and painful,
so that your "tomorrow" can be bright;
happy, without worries,
full of hope and delight,
but
every day is "today"
and "tomorrow"
is always out of touch, out of reach,
painfully untouchable
because tomorrow is always
the next day, postponed,
as every joy turns into dark,
as every tomorrow becomes
a today.
Irene J Jul 2018
What are we thinking about until we can't
close our eyes?
Why it's hard to just sleep rather get through
a day?
You just want to close your eyes without
having to wait for tomorrow.

Why we're wide awake during the time we dream?
Why we're asleep during the time we work?
Why has the day become the night for me and the night
become the day?

Maybe, my world isn't the earth.
Then, I'll just sleep and fly away.
This poem I wrote at 03:09 AM, I couldn't sleep and write about it.
Anya Jul 2018
It’s a coming
Not yet arrived
Seemingly soon
Yet out of reach
Only there for the journey
Chasing after an untouchable destination
Which begs the question
Are you there for the journey or
The destination?
ilo Jul 2018
Well...
****.
You is fine.
You is mine.
You is lovely
I is a lil tubby
But you don't care.
You don't think so.
You thinks I is fine!
Why?
I loves you.
You is my Sweet Babboo.
Can't leave your sweet presence.
Intoxicated by your magic essence.
The tinge of saddness as I leave.
"Parting is such sweet sorrow."
But hopefully I'll see you tomorrow.
Whatever happened to me writing a book about Dandruff focused poetry. Honestly, you guys would've loved it. I deleted them, but those were great poems.
K N Brown Jul 2018
the scars of her yesterdays

would not allow her to see

the beauty in her skin of today
sunprincess Jul 2018
Tomorrow will be much better than today
I will be the sole captain of my destiny
And if I'm sailing across the sea the wrong way
If my compass becomes cracked and broken
And I crash into the craggy rocks
When everything I possess into the sea has fallen
I will blame no one but myself

Myself
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
Black birds fly in the sky, like my mind
People get up early in the morning to go to work and back again

Every day is not new everything goes as usual
Every day is ******* and in general is it worth living until tomorrow
it worth living until tomorrow
it worth living until tomorrow

Children are born play laugh then sad
Time passes they grow old, and die without knowing the meaning of the life

Every day is not new everything goes as usual
Every day is ******* and in general is it worth living until tomorrow
it worth living until tomorrow
it worth living until tomorrow
it worth living until tomorrow
it worth living until tomorrow

2017
Irina BBota Jun 2018
Sweet passion in may,
If tomorrow never comes,
Should I die today?
Maxim Keyfman Jun 2018
Today yesterday tomorrow  Blasts my head
That friend that girl   blast my head
Today yesterday tomorrow  blast my head
That the holidays that school Blasts my head

Blasts my head
Blasts my head
Blasts my head


Let me be the one you blast me
I'm so tired
I'm so tired


Today yesterday tomorrow  Blasts my head
That friend that girl  blast my head
Today yesterday tomorrow  blast my head
That the holidays that school Blasts my head


Blasts my head
Blasts my head
Blasts my head

Blast
Blast
Blast my head

Blast
Blast
Blast my head


Ahh ahh

All over.

2016
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