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Twalib Mushi Jul 2020
I took my pen
And I wrote something
Something they will understand
Because of the simple language
I chose.
People of the different age
They will understand.

They tried
to give me penny
I refused.
They tried
to give me
their own pen,
i STILL refused.
They finally decided
To take my pen,
With their power
They said
Nothing is left to be written.
There are some homes,
Which feels more at home than our home.
People, there are rude but true.
It feels safe to be there rather than roam.
They understand because they themselves have gone through.
But they actually value you for being you.
That's the real home where you find your true construe.
aspen wilde Jul 2020
i wish i could make you listen
for once just understand
don't always expect me to be caught up in my own facade
when i tell you there's a problem, believe me
don't ignore it because it's easier for you and you can

please can you hear me
your disregard pulls me in deeper,
further burying my secrets,
forever hiding my sin
of self-loathing,
turning it into inflation
rarae aves Jun 2020
Let’s stop saying we understand each other.
Let’s show each other that we understand.
We understand only when we perceive each other without our pre-existing expectations & judgements, however sane & just.
We understand only when we accept each other with all the brokenness & inadequacies, however insane & unjust.
Only when we understand each other we can help, support & positively influence change in each other.
Everyone has a past
Everyone has a past
Let’s be mindful
Let’s practice the art of understanding
Kym Relo Jun 2020
I understand
I understand
I understand
Yep, I get it.
Don't worry

Wait, wait,
Why don’t you understand?
Wait, wait,
You’re leaving?
It was a misunderstanding…
Wait, wait,
No…

Why is it always me understanding?
I'm
Just an
Instrument to write
In the hands of
The master writer to make
You realize what YOU are to
ME  !!
Realize it
And treat me
wise !!
It's what I really feel
𝐣𝐢𝐚 Jun 2020
i write random words,
not sure someone will understand what i mean.

I am not good at poetry,
but i try to make it look clean.

My choice of words are very boring,
but please do know that i am trying.

They're all mixed up, the thoughts inside my head,
so i write poetry, for the thoughts i should've said.
this was an accident and quick poem i wrote in my notes at my last poem i posted. I find it hard explaining, some ppl i know irl don't believe that. My words get mixed up whenever i try explaining, so i just let them think, what they want to think. No matter what i explain, my words becomes different inside their heads.
-jia m
kiran goswami Jun 2020
He enjoys listening to me,
but hardly understands or believes
what I tell him.
I think for him,
I am nothing but mythology.
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