27/F Writing enables me to pour my feelings outside. It is the best way for me to feel better, and to pour my pain in a piece of paper. 23 followers / 2.5k words
We don't chose sadness It comes suddenly without permission To take away our dreams, happiness &brightness away The Grey Show invades our lives Sorrow, That monster, I hate it It never says goodbye, it never stays away ! I remember that day when it was turned to be grey
We need a reward for living in this world We need a praise for being raise We need a dream, we are not a cream We need a solution to avoid this illusion
Feelings are nothing but a suffer Emotions are nothing but a bitterness I like winter Yet, not the wintry feelings Rain for me is a sign of salvation It pures our bodies from the bitterness of emotions yet, it becomes emotionless Let the wintry weather disappear May my beloved comes here
In this world, there is me In this world, there is a dream In this world, there is you In this world, there are me and you In this word, there is no way to meet you In this world, we chose not to be In this world, once we may not agree
What a poem without me ! Meaningless! wordless! Speechless! What a world without me ! Colorful ! Beautiful ! wonderful ! what a life with me ! Gray! Maybe, it's rather Dry !