#perhaps
Perhaps evaporating my tears
to become a mere lifeless cloud,
drifting away like a truth I shy away from,
will free me from the cage that traps
My dignity. My soul. My life.
So I’ll be a bit happier.
Perhaps shrinking myself,
Reducing myself to sick opinions, comments, words
That stab me a little each time
Will save me from
My own dangerous thoughts,
So I’ll be a bit happier.
Perhaps shoving things down my throat
Knowingly, willingly, desperately
Will remove the guilt that’s buried
Deep in my mind
Scarring my stomach and thighs
Making me just broken bones. No flesh.
So I’ll be a bit happier.
Perhaps reaching out for that green lighter
Just once more
OnCe,
ONCE more
Will satisfy my cravings for pain,
So I’ll be happier?
Apr 14
Apr 14, 2026 at 12:28 PM UTC
अकारण ही सही पर किसी की खुशी का कारण बनो तुम ,,,
बेवजह ही सही पर किसी की हंसी का कारण बनो तुम ,,,
कोई निकले पास से अकड़ कर, फिर भी साधारण बनो तुम,,,
अधिक तो कुछ नहीं पर किसी की उम्मीद का उदाहरण बनो तुम........ || Life is too short ||
By_Mr. नितिन कुमार मीना ✍🏻 ✍🏻
Belong to the great village mohacha
Nov 3, 2025
Nov 3, 2025 at 5:56 AM UTC
Perhaps life outside the seascape of emotion
is worth trying to, just live & never expecting
high demand.
Perhaps life gets bitter when your
too alone for such a long time, it's like
You seek company but you never did.
Perhaps life outside writing are more
Challenging than the play of words,
Trying to dare the truth that never
Comes out.
Perhaps life gets busy on things that
didn't matter, you laze around and
listening to stories never your own.
Trying to pass time, like a passerby
Never staying, you just fade in the
background of things you wish
it's Yours...
Perhaps life outside my inspiration
I'm too forgiving, too passive, and
too sensitive that I never care for
Myself. I care too much on my own
Prison that I forgot to believe on myself.
I don't write like I used too,
because I care too less like
I used too...
May 13, 2025
May 13, 2025 at 7:30 AM UTC
Trouble spilling in paradise
I won't make a peep
Words worthless anyhow
You know talk is cheap
I keep struggles stitched up tight
In patches sewn underneath my skin
Stress wears seams until they snap
Bystanders get a glimpse within
And God forbid living souls witness
Damage or wear and tear
I strive to become a statue
Motionless to every passing stare
I know you wish to be perfect
Such a thing does not exist
I am not the best at navigating
Trails of life that turn and twist
I am rueful for not being grateful
The way you juggle our problems with skill
Probably am an anchor you drag along
Not quitting though hike is uphill
I long to help carry burdens
My arms are simply too thin
Fear I'll drop precious cargo from hands
Soon as movement begins
I would not blame you if resentment
Started erecting high walls
Disappointment forced you away from me
On road paved with regret and missed calls
I don't hear how you are able to see beauty
In my reflection I just see my mistakes
Don't have an explanation
For why heart constantly aches«
But you lift the sun a little bit higher
Clearing dark clouds in skies
With flick of the wrist you beckon their return
Rain pours from both heaven and my tired eyes
I do not think I deserve most poor treatment
All I want is to find your laughter
You've got this bad habit of putting me down
Feeling bad for it after
I should battle FOR you
Not with you
Be my first priority
If you stopped imprisoning my heart
Would realize it's you who holds the key
May 31, 2024
May 31, 2024 at 5:39 PM UTC
I would like to meet again
Perhaps on sea or shore
If you would like to meet again
I promise I won't bore!
Apr 14, 2021
Apr 14, 2021 at 1:27 PM UTC
i know a tragic poetry;
two souls met and burned together
for each other and for the world,
fate blew the flame and then
they parted as strangers.
IA
Feb 26, 2021
Feb 26, 2021 at 3:57 AM UTC
Regarding Suzi but it's cold.
Pulsatilla to help.
Distant from.
Persistent smoke pouring.
Photo of boredom.
Soho and never.
Ending because I feel like I'm gonna throw up this neon peering through the hair, the shakes.
**** it's cold.
Garrett Johnson.
Feb 17, 2021
Feb 17, 2021 at 3:18 PM UTC
perhaps today i'll get out of bed.
perhaps today i'll eat breakfast other than
a stale poptart or
an old granola bar.
perhaps today i'll speak to someone
other than in choked whispers ending in silent tears
or angry screams ending in sobs.
perhaps today i'll write something down
instead of letting it ricochet around my head
for weeks
before forgetting i even thought of it.
perhaps today i'll stop painting myself
the hero
in an entirely made up reality
when i am in fact the villain of my story
trapping myself in a paper cage
filled with my own words.
perhaps.
Aug 26, 2020
Aug 26, 2020 at 11:27 AM UTC
You loved me like they do in the movies.
Perhaps thats the reason why it ended.
Jun 12, 2020
Jun 12, 2020 at 12:07 PM UTC
His command of color
Most magnificent
He transformed the pain
Of his tormented life
Into ecstatic beauty
Pain is easy to portray
But to use your
Passion and pain
To portray the ecstasy and joy
And magnificence of our world
No one had ever done it before
Perhaps no one will again
May 30, 2020
May 30, 2020 at 8:29 PM UTC
Perhaps he wasn't an angel from the sky
Or a superhero with the ability to fly
...But instead just a boy who liked to get real high
Apr 3, 2020
Apr 3, 2020 at 5:23 AM UTC
Maybe you will wake up one day and feel this way too
Maybe you won't
Maybe you will wake up one day and think about my smile first thing
Maybe you won't
Maybe you will wake up one day and all you will hear is my laugh on repeat
Maybe you won't
Maybe you will wake up one day and think about how you wish it was me
But you probably won't
Sep 10, 2019
Sep 10, 2019 at 12:05 AM UTC
What, if I may ask, is happiness?
I think, perhaps, that it is not being alone
Being loved
Having someone beside you
Just maybe
Aug 15, 2019
Aug 15, 2019 at 7:16 PM UTC
They asked, Why I was lost in my cerulean reveries?
I said, “perhaps reality aches.”
Jun 10, 2019
Jun 10, 2019 at 8:17 AM UTC
I turned 16 the other day.
There's nothing much different,
yet here I am,
a year older, a year closer to death...
a year closer to living the life that I want.
A year closer to making the change for the better.
A year closer to getting better.
Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 3:30 PM UTC
perhaps I was only a tribute to your pride
perhaps you sought refuge in moments of raw desire
perhaps the nobility of loving was too much to ask for.
Apr 3, 2019
Apr 3, 2019 at 3:58 PM UTC
I grasped it
and held the air tight
I caught it!
it's in my
empty
hand.
-empty
That's fine
I hold it
harder
my nails break skin
my nails break bone
gone
empty
over and over
and over
and, and, and
They've started chanting now
the.. voices
they. them.
not real though.
my room is empty.
and if I say that enough
then the voices will be
gone.
perhaps
I've made them up
perhaps
they made me
Mar 5, 2019
Mar 5, 2019 at 4:46 PM UTC
Perhaps I was too much of a coward,
to not be able to express my feelings
to you, whom I loved.
Perhaps if I had more courage,
I wouldn’t be where I am today,
watching you from the sidelines,
always hoping, wishing,
yet never being fulfilled.
Perhaps if you didn’t notice me,
then I wouldn’t have had false hopes,
to continue dreaming,
knowing it would never happen in reality.
Perhaps if I had never seen you
in the first place,
I wouldn’t have fallen so hard,
but it’s too late for that.
Perhaps,
I wouldn’t have liked you from the start,
if you had never existed in my life,
but why must you?
Why must you make me fawn over you,
treating every interaction with you as a treasure?
Why must you make me so head over heels,
just because your smile lights up my life?
Why must you make me,
make me unable to get over you?
Why must you make me such a mess in front of you,
blushing and unable to say a word?
Why, perhaps if I wasn’t such a coward,
I wouldn’t be here writing this.
Jan 16, 2019
Jan 16, 2019 at 8:30 AM UTC
Perhaps
While driving
on the hill roads
of France
Do not say 'perhaps'.
It is after the
blood nil accident
occurred.
You were needed to
slow the speed 'perhaps'.
Before marriage
a sex is needed
to know the firstness
of it 'perhaps'.
After divorce
it will not work
to stay alone
it can not be
applied "perhaps'.
Jan 14, 2019
Jan 14, 2019 at 9:09 AM UTC