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Microbees Mar 2021
๐˜ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ถ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜จ
๐˜—๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ถ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ
๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ ๐˜ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ, ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜บ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ
๐˜ˆ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ด

๐˜‰๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ?
๐˜ˆ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜บ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ
โ€œ๐˜๐˜ฆ๐˜บ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ช๐˜ตโ€™๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฏโ€
๐˜Œ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ถ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ข๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ

๐˜š๐˜ฐ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ต
๐˜๐˜ต๐˜ด ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ด, ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ต
๐˜ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ต
๐˜ž๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ด, ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ด

๐˜”๐˜บ ๐˜ญ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ด ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ, ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ?
๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ตโ€™๐˜ด ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฑ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ
๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฃ๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ต ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ
๐˜๐˜ฎ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฃ๐˜บ ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด, ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜จ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ

๐˜ˆ๐˜ด ๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ต๐˜ด ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ต
๐˜ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ?
๐˜ˆ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜โ€™๐˜ฎ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ
๐˜Š๐˜ข๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜‹๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฉ : ๐˜๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜‰๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ
HANI Mar 2021
finally, i cried my heart out
i cried all of my fear,
the fear of being a failure,
the fear of being left by others,
the fear of not having anyone beside me,
the fear of not surviving this battle,
i finally cried after all this time i buried them deep enough.

thank you, myself,
youโ€™re brave enough to cry again,
to let yourself cry
to accept that being weak is sometimes okay

after this, wake up, and focus
college is about to start again in three days
stop thinking about anything that stop you from growing,

and,
please be happy,
and sad sometimes,
thatโ€™s life.
i, sometimes, didnโ€™t let myself cry because crying is one of the most things i hate. when i cry, i look weak, i feel weak, i feel stupid. and yes, i never wanted to tell anyone about how i feel since someone decided to throw all of my story back at me again. so i keep them just for myself. and on feb 12th, i told my friends. theyโ€™re not the closest ones, but we have something in common. i just feel i can trust them. so while i typed everything i feel, i cried. i feel.... good by crying. and this poem is for me. i dedicated this poem for me, and maybe for everyone who have the same feeling as me. just... cry it out. thank you!
Isaac afunadhula Feb 2021
I woke up in the marshes,
All l could hear was the wolves hawl
through the frigid forest.
I was weak to walk but my soul grew stronger.
The winds made me cold even in my jacket.
Alone in the dark with a torch running out of batteries.
Walk like a hunter in the night,
like a soldier at war
looking for the beacon of hope
That my bad days are over.
remember
that having weaknesses is not wrong,
but letting them carry your life for you is.
no more guesses
not another assumption
you tell me what's on your mind
let me know what you need to function
but i just can't grasp at straws any longer
you let me know
when you're feeling stronger
unnamed Jan 2021
A poem a day,
Keeps depressing thoughts away-
โ€ฆ
Too optimistic.
short and powerful is the way I like to love
although I fall way too hard.
that's what I get for wanting to be a poet ยฏ\_(ใƒ„)_/ยฏ

I love haikus-
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