"apperance" poems
Meet someone in a perfect timing and a perfect reason is everyone's wishlist
But the reality is just *****
There's no coincidence at all
If you want to meet, just say it
If you miss him, just call him
If you need, just ask
If you love him, just let him know the truth
Well, I believe in a quote ;
"Coincidence. That's an explanation used by fools and liars."
Well, lately I've been finding a lot of dating app
Which always say that meeting someone is just easy as downloading the app, faster than you think.
Wow
Just wow
You can't just easily trust anybody among their social media, like
Photos, status, bio, that's all lies
They just wanted to prove that they have a good apperance so they can get a lot of chats
But it's okay, 'cause at least they try an effort.
Besides there, I believe in quote ;
"People fall in love in a mysterious ways, maybe just a profile picture on instagram."
We don't know right?
We all do
Well
I'm just waiting here and hoping that there's a coincidence will come to me.
- dlx
Jun 30, 2016
Jun 30, 2016 at 3:29 PM UTC
I want to tell you that your beautiful,
inside and out.
but I think lately I've come to the realization,
that the only beauty I care about,
comes from within.
Now my voice may not be the loudest,
and I really hope that it is not drowned out,
because I want to tell you that
being judged for something you are born with
is a disadvantage for us at all
Also, please stop telling me that "I know beauty doesn't matter.".
Because, if it didn't matter then why to advertisers make millions every year selling women makeup.
Why does society try to sell me this illusion of the perfect woman?
If our country focused less on our apperance then there would be a lot less self-hatred
and much higher self-esteem
and so much less eating disorders
So I want to start a resolution,
no more telling someone their beautiful,
just based on appearance.
If I want to tell someone they are beautiful,
only it's because I know that their actions,
and decisions, and personality,
are really truly beautiful.
So I wanted to start with you.
Sep 14, 2013
Sep 14, 2013 at 12:24 AM UTC
Chris Lafleur wrote a new note: dear future self
Dear future self,
i am writing this as a reminder of the misery associated with drug abuse.
At this point in my life i am addicted to heroine and crystal **** I own nothing and live for a fix thats broken me down to a point that i can no longer stand on my own two feet. everyone i love has given up on me, and most of them cant stand to be in my presence, without feeling sick to their stomach. but i dont care because im to numb to feel. my emotions have become artificial only brought on by drugs. i live in a pretend world where my choices have no consequences, and my smile is only a side effect thats brought on by smoking crystal **** i work everyday yet i have no coins in my pockets. its a struggle to wake up in the morning and my priorities are out of order, so badly that my beautiful son has been taken from me cause they deem me a bad influence, an unfit parent who cannot take care of him. i miss him so much its sickening . I try not to think because my problems are overwhelming. and im to high to deal because society does not accept what they do not understand . i wear sunglasses to sleep since im to ashamed to be seen, cause my eyes tell a story that i cant share with the public. lost touch with reality and love is nothing more than a word that i relate to painful memories. I must be crazy since i self inflict this misery. this day to day life i lead is a sad existance.and excuses mean nothing ten years later. time has passed me by i wasted life on getting high. i dont respect who iv become or any of the people i surround myself with and my best friend is heroine. sleep has become a luxury and its beggining to show in my apperance . im not the person i used to be iv changed drastically some for the better but im far from normal, my mind is constantly growing but with what iv witnessed, iv come to realize im my own worst enemy.
Jul 6, 2015
Jul 6, 2015 at 3:54 PM UTC
to whomever cares to listen or anyone who will even remotely understand,
i am not the person that you think i am and nor the person that my
apperance happens to give off. there is more to me than what meets
the eye. i am weaved together of cells and molecules and atoms and
genes to make this human being that several others fail to comprehend
and maybe the different assortment of my genes and molecules constructed
together is what makes you think that i am almost always hostile, but i am not.
maybe it's my crazy assortment of everything that happens to create me or
maybe something happened to cause such an inclined assumption, but let me
tell you one thing. as much as you you think i am full of hostility, i'm just as
much full of love and care. a lot of people may not think so, and a lot of the
time, i may not even think so myself, but it is true, as true as i or anyone will
make theirself believe. so maybe what i'm trying to get at here is, maybe
you should look deeper. take the time to analyze why i do the things i do. and
maybe give me the benefit of the doubt that i actually am a good person
(and a really good one at that) some people have taken the time do so and
i'm glad they did. but maybe that's what i need more of. for people to give me
the benefit of the doubt and to believe in me. if you do, you'll see me care for
you and do that. can you do that?
sincerely,
the girl who is ALWAYS misuderstood
Feb 4, 2014
Feb 4, 2014 at 10:34 PM UTC
Wet Face Buried In the Pillow
At The lowest of the lowest
Couldn't prove them wrong
Couldn't make you proud
Couldn't make myself proud
Beginning to pick at my apperance
mentally loud
"Whats wrong with me"
Did what was expected of me and Failed
Weight of the world is on my shoulders
Feels like my heart is getting hammered through with nails
Hurt by EVERYTHING, Even the sky is turning gray
I prayed but the right knowledge
just never stayed
But on this note
things have to change
There's just some " Priorities" in life
that need to be re-arranged
It was another episode
Really coming from the bottom
Could I fall any deeper than this ?
*** those hardships ? I have em
To go from here
Things are coming that I cant even wrap my head around
But it's coming
i'll just sit here and listen to these surrounding sounds
Jun 26, 2013
Jun 26, 2013 at 7:05 PM UTC
When we're in a room
even at a distance
I feel you
When I close my eyes
I hear your laughter
your perfect voice blessing the air
When I block out the noise
I see your smile
the dimples almost clear to see
Your long lashes
The lush lips that I want
your apperance that warms me
When I open my heart
I feel yours
the heart that hurt me
only when I hurt it
the heart I want
it's beating that soothes me
and takes away every bit of pain
When we're in the same room
I know I love you
and every other part of you
May 5, 2012
May 5, 2012 at 2:56 PM UTC
im un aware sometimes
of just how ****** i can be
not realizing i push you away
arms working as seperate beings from my body
i dont mean to i swear
comments on my physical apperance
my body
my clothes
arm my defenses to have nothing
but a **** you" attitude
when i never should be like that
with you
it makes me quick
bitter
"i dont care"
meant
"what do you want me to do?"
because id do it all
id do anything for you
we've been home hours
in company of silence and small talk
when i should have apologized long ago
but this all just sounds like excuses
for me being the way i am
explanation for how sorry i am
Oct 5, 2016
Oct 5, 2016 at 1:43 AM UTC
oh, young robin, your daily apperance
I await
upon the rail, singing to the morning sun
and the newness of the day
stretch out your sleepy petals, beautiful rose
absorb the dew, capture the sunlight
as your fragrance lingers, for me and those
who've waited for you, from winter's night
the frozen piles that lay upon the corners
are dusted ***** the purest ****** white
melt away, to the dismay of winters mourners
the fragrance of spring, stimulates the mind
with each solo the robin sings
and each day the sun rises higher, we find
the warmth to start our new beginnings
Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 8:45 PM UTC
There was a lover
Whose skin glowed and refelcted snow
whose eyes held the sea and a boat for the crossing
whose hair caught the suns gentle smile and waved
whose apperance was requested every night but only in the room of the others mind
Jul 1, 2013
Jul 1, 2013 at 3:26 PM UTC
She doesnt see her own beauty
She doesnt see the perfection in her stride
She doesnt see the plan for her life
She doesnt see how many people would cry if she was gone
She doesnt see me
I'm not friends with her
sadly
I only met her twice
and maybe if i didnt look at her apperance
and if i looked at her eyes
instead of her eyes shadow i would of seen
maybe if i practiced what i preached i would of noticed something
maybe if i wasnt stupid enough
to judge her on her clothes
I would of seen the pain
she was trying to hide
maybe if i didnt spend as much time critecing her lifestyle
I could of seen what her life was like at home
maybe instead of throwing her away
I could of looked in her eyes
Maybe if i wasnt so stupid
I could of seen
the one thing we both hide perfectly
Sep 1, 2014
Sep 1, 2014 at 10:38 PM UTC
She hides behind her apperance,the mask she was forced in. Everyone can see the outside, yet nobody can see within. Behind that costume shes wearing is a very wonderful girl. She doesn't deserve nothing, no she deserves the world. Anyone who doesn't see that must be terribly blind, because even a blind man can see her, because she is a wonderful person. All she needs to do is take off her mask.
Jun 12, 2015
Jun 12, 2015 at 2:43 PM UTC
She was beautiful in her desire to be free, in her hope for love; she was beautiful more in words than her apperance could ever say.
Most days she feels like a failure, caught in the trap of depression and over thinking.
She cried in the car but as she got closer to home wiped away the tears.
She would only be so weak alone, her mother could never know who she was because she wouldn't understand.
She ignored her problems for the millionth time that month, hoping she wouldn't have to wake up the next morning and have to face it.
She has always been a big girl, never finding the motivation to change.
Food makes her happy and brings her closer to the end.
She can't cry with a mouth full.
He soul shakes, feeling so unstable, she cannot steady her mind.
She wants happiness so bad but finds more pain at every turn.
Her past builds in her gut and her only hope for a future dies more each day.
She will never be the wife and mother she dreams of.
She will be the ashes that grow in the roots of saplings.
She is the lost girl, the gone girl, she is nothing and she is something and all she wants is an escape into the abyss.
May 4, 2016
May 4, 2016 at 9:46 AM UTC
People are beautiful once you look past their skin
Because outward apperance means nothing
You never know how much hope they could bring
If you separate yourself before you begin
Jul 21, 2016
Jul 21, 2016 at 1:30 PM UTC
It doesnt matter why i was there
What mattered was the lack of life in the plastic grass
The absense of smiles amonst my peers
The apperance of midnight blue in the rim of our undereyes
The ache in whats left in the rest of my heart
The nurses were rude
Sent us to bed without dinner , if scraps of cereal and old meat could be a substitute
We were scolded for our imperfections and nuances
So we left learning to not save anything for special occasions
Me being alive is a miracle alone
May 24, 2018
May 24, 2018 at 11:39 PM UTC
Thinking can
Harm you
In ways
No one
Kind could ever understand
Am I crazy
Butterflies in and
Out of my stomach, everything in
Utter shock,
Time no longer existing
Youth can be decieving
Outward apperance can
Utterly destroy our
Respect for ourselves and
Speaking of self respect,
Everyone has some
Life in them, it's
Finding it that can sometimes be hard
A little fun can never hurt
Life is a mysetery
In a nutshell
Titles as our names
Too much about us leaking through
Little to nothing at times we need feeling
Eventually no longer feeling anything at all
Most people
Overexaggerate little things
Respond inpolitely and
Eventually, never get what they really wanted
Nov 21, 2017
Nov 21, 2017 at 6:19 PM UTC
let’s embrace constant change,
build Character,
create Happiness,
accept Apperance,
stay Natural,
cultivate Growth,
radiate Energy,
Dec 25, 2018
Dec 25, 2018 at 12:09 AM UTC