#misunderstandings
The Dog bared its fangs in vain,
A desperate try to drive away,
The beleaguering Lamb that trailed behind,
Seeking warmth within its light.
The Sheep sang a gentle tune,
In bleats that sought to welcome in,
The distant Pup that mourned alone,
Born of tempests, weighed by woe.
Mar 30, 2025
Mar 30, 2025 at 4:33 PM UTC
You’re that feeling that burns
every time you’re filled, not spent
we go back to learn
It wasn’t what I meant
The strong promises and lines
that couldn’t be broken, you bent
among all the go around rhymes
It wasn’t what I meant
The absent truths and stains
of every little word stolen, you lent
only to borrow pain and play
It wasn’t what I meant
and when you finally understood
phrases couldn’t be ripped, but rent
now there’s that silent separation
It wasn’t what I meant.
Jun 22, 2024
Jun 22, 2024 at 1:15 AM UTC
How do we clash
so harsh
and yet sparse
but it lasts
anger blush
as we laugh
Jul 29, 2021
Jul 29, 2021 at 8:39 AM UTC
flawed interpretations
unintentional messes
obliterates my mind
& the heart, it oppresses
decisions are risky
social constructs are fragile
interactions give anxiety
for some aren't as agile
confidence is a faulty machine
you never know when it'll collapse-
doubt is a burden to the soul
when the world is full of traps.
Jul 25, 2021
Jul 25, 2021 at 11:22 AM UTC
To stay out of trouble
is to live in your bubble
'Don't mingle'- not subtle
when you end in the rubble.
Became a social butterfly
only to hear the distant battle-cry
as arrows struck you from up high
& you began think, 'I'd rather die'
than carry the weight- 'misunderstood'
from societal challenges- understood-
risk your peace - do you think you would?
to become a figure - appearing 'good'.
Jul 20, 2021
Jul 20, 2021 at 1:57 PM UTC
The two ol' pals are facing each other.
He passes a glass of poison
to his dear guest, leaning
near the front door, slightly opened;
and he's learning the reason—
why he's standing there,
about to storm out of the stone-cold apartment—
'bout to burst in tears
shedding the vivid droplets
that shouldn't be belonging to a mere ghost.
Yet he's fleeting, escaping the scene still,
while the owner of the kitchenette
is putting back the bottle
to where it belonged;
and he's gone, present no longer.
The drink on the rock—left on the shelf—
is evaporating, following the vaporized guest,
leaving the scent of faint alcohol
that lulls the other friend to regretful sleep.
Aug 31, 2020
Aug 31, 2020 at 10:20 PM UTC
I wish I could be the right thing
For the right person
But I'm the wrong thing for everyone
And everyone's wrong for me
Aug 6, 2020
Aug 6, 2020 at 11:54 PM UTC
Conditional, conventional, this heart,
And the tough thin cloak I wear.
I give it to the few friends I make,
With room and love, always, to spare.
I met you in the valley, but the evidence was there,
Your eyes hid the fear and weariness,
Deep within the fire of a stare.
Or retreated, free from scrutiny,
To hide behind the fall of your hair.
The secrets, however, weren't easy to guess,
And for your good, I would do my part.
So I know that your void is filled with less,
Than fits your past or your darkest art.
I've seen your anger, wrath, and need:
It was protecting a kind and generous heart.
Your friendship was a gift, you trusted in me,
I trusted in you, which was better, I felt,
Than calling out the humanity I see,
Within the rotten hand you were dealt.
I hope that I brought to you something of use,
Listening was the only thing that I knew how to give.
If I brought you harm, or cause for alarm,
Then the shame would stay with me
for as long as I live.
They say that friendship is a place we go,
When two, or more, are there, it is real.
I'm confused but trying to understand,
And I'm more than confident,
that you know how that feels.
Jul 26, 2020
Jul 26, 2020 at 2:17 AM UTC
I can handle
***** looks there
and insults here
I can handle
your hatred
and their sneers
But misunderstandings are out of my control
How you choose to understand me is out of my hold
What I said myself, I can be called out for
But what you heard, is my worry no more
And I could care less
About your interpretation
When it's like I speak English
And your language is set on Malaysian
I'm sick and tired of apologising to you
Especially when it's for your own wrong judgment too
Why should I be saying sorry
For how somebody else sees me
I forgave you
Although you never did ask for it
And I accepted the apology
Although I never did recieve it
I try to look from your side
So much that I forget to defend my side
For once look at things from my point of view
Maybe actually listen, before trying to get your point through
I can say sorry for unintentionally hurting you
But saying sorry for an innocent action is something I won't do
So for the love of God get this huge misunderstanding out of your mind
That you'll walk away after twisting my words and I'll cry over being left behind
Oct 29, 2019
Oct 29, 2019 at 10:52 AM UTC
You are the abundance of stars only visible to the dreamer in the wake of night
The sun and its companions as they glow to shine a light on the surface of your skin
You are the mischief that forms the toothy grin on the face of a child’s curiosity
The everlasting glow on their faces as they question the world around them
And I am lost in translation, confused, amused and somewhat enchanted
To you I am the clouds that hide away your blue skies
But to me I am the ones that shield you from the glare of a jealous sun
And to each other we are foreign, bordered and misunderstood
Lost in translation I’m waiting for you to understand ,
That to you; you’re nothing, but to me; you’re my dreamland
Jan 31, 2019
Jan 31, 2019 at 1:36 AM UTC
See the sky it so highly appreciated. See the world it is so highly criticized. See the bird it is so highly glorified. See the rain it so highly envisaged with love.
See the land it is so highly sensitized. See the oligarchy it is so highly honored. See the hollow it is so highly rectified you see. See you, you are cherished and entitled with glory. See me, you shall find the disgrace and the coward traits in me. And see again the crazy going jolly fellow who stood there, see again the jumps he took for you, see a good one and take the rend of repent of the renounced rhetorical risky rumor. See again what THEY did and see again what you abide by...
Jan 27, 2019
Jan 27, 2019 at 8:54 AM UTC
In Search of Truth
The path that I had chosen for the achievement of the eternal truth is giving me nothing now. It started asking me questions, tough to answer and tough to listen too.
I overlooked the mesmerized turns and went straight towards the eternal truth but it now seems like it is not the truth which I am looking for.
I became pliable for those paths which served a lot of misrepresentations and I took them. They cause me to believe that I am close but I am getting further away.
We speak, we talk, we laugh in accordance with that they shall see us in the order but forgets the main reason's concern too.
I didn't have any idea that I shall find myself broken into the various footsteps of the way to accomplish rather I thought that I have my own way to attain the truth.
In search of myself first, I see nothing which has happened to be taken from entering into my own aspects but found it is portrayed by some others.
In the meantime, if there is a way to exit this path I shall pay for it to my extreme extents eradicating eloquent evincing enemies eternally; my own deceiving traits from my real face.
Horrendous hollows hanging horribly in this way, I can choose the other but then the truth shall also be redefined which is not the thing which I want.
So what's the thing going to happen? Let it happen? I don't want it to happen I want some other things to happen happily. But it will happen whether I do anything but yes I can make it happen for my own good sake and for my truth also.
Let the world come against me I shall fight fearlessly and cause a turbulence of revolution in the way and clear away all those fanatical footsteps and let the liberal moves of mine to fill the hollows and construe the way once again that, 'now it is the one which I expected and when all those questions shall become mere rumors of paradoxical ruins and of utmost pomposity. In that way which I believed and make the era believe shall be my way and that clears away all the barriers, In Search of Truth...'
Jan 27, 2019
Jan 27, 2019 at 8:44 AM UTC
Hold my hand, take this walk with me, be my strength on every step i take. We’ll fight every problem,
this time it’s not gonna be just
you or me but us.
So, is it too much that I’m asking for?
Jan 18, 2019
Jan 18, 2019 at 3:26 AM UTC
"You are powerful,
you are wonderful",
but you are never enough.
"You are beautiful,
you are memorable",
but you are always forgotten.
"You are loved,
you are adored",
but you are always betrayed.
"You are courageous,
you are strong",
but you always cry alone.
"You are loving,
you are kind",
but you always push them away.
"You are honest,
you are true",
but no one ever looks at you.
Nov 11, 2018
Nov 11, 2018 at 9:57 PM UTC
My heart is thumping with pain,
I feel ashamed,
The biggest endurance race where there is nothing to gain.
My heart is inflamed.
Pain is the gateway to nothingness,
People only notice satisfaction,
No one notices the teardrop of weakness.
People only notice the reaction.
Aug 28, 2018
Aug 28, 2018 at 6:33 PM UTC
It is hard to lose someone
even more so
if they're walking on earths surface
even though your earth; your home; is crushing underneath their footsteps
It is hard to lose someone
even more so
if they're making it hard
by making it easy
to love hate
It is hard to lose someone
even more so
if that person was in your heart but
clawed their way out through phrasial combinations
thinking they were helping it to beat
It is hard to lose someone
and it is incommensurable
Jul 19, 2018
Jul 19, 2018 at 5:54 AM UTC