"bcus" poems
I was a lost soul
In this world so cold
Where everyone knows the mind becomes corrupted
Because everything in life is about money cars
and that ****** seduction
Just becareful bcus if u get ****** in
Ull cnfuse love with lust
Money for power
In it's self a contradiction
But still has Everyman wishing
For the life of a superstar when really it's the little ones that make galaxies
but see we are confused by our own infatuations nd a touch of insanity
So here I am trying to figure out my souls anatomy
Aug 5, 2014
Aug 5, 2014 at 1:26 AM UTC
No matter how much i talk of love and how obsessed i'm with romance,and love flicks.and how much i need somebody who loves me to the core.as soon as i have it.I cannot take it.I crib when he compliments and crib when he doesn't.and a lot more serious and stupid stuff.
I'm so stupid.That this disorder that i have,has separated us today.
and i know,tomorrow,or some days later,i shall cry for wanting you back,bcus i am incomplete and alone.But,well,lets face it. I gotta deal with my emotions. how my mood and emotions and feelings fluctuate.so its better to stay outta this pure fantasy named LOVE. Because not everyone get what they aspire for,and definitely hot messes like me,dont deserve being in love or being loved,
NONE OF THE GOOD THINGS IN LIFE
my crazy,super crazy,miserable,chaotic life.
cheers to my trouble.
so please.dont come close to me,dont love me,dont look at me,i need help,and maybe you dont realise just how much i really need it.i dont wanna spoil you with my ill behavior.
I thanked you for being an angel 2 days ago.and now i never imagined,i will be bidding you a long Goodbye.forever.
Jan 10, 2014
Jan 10, 2014 at 3:11 AM UTC
I wear you a silver crown my honey dew I wear you those pretty things that buy my heart whenever stars tingle in starry night you as red rose I wear you a golden crown that never fade my witty poetess l wear you blossom of coweries and bead you are the seaview star that sparkles in our darkness l wear you all wonderful stars even poem duchess and traditional poet. Seaview is family with gorgeous queens never cast a spell on yourself to conform every other things bcus this queens are wealth l honour always.you can only be a maid to them
Feb 17, 2015
Feb 17, 2015 at 4:45 PM UTC
I am sorry l scared her with my anger and she wept bitterly in pain. The soul of my blues soaked into water pine I feel really shattered not even hope can rise my spirit again bcus the rain is very much deep. Mother,l want her to reaveal my grief and give me her arms again just for once like it was yesterday when birds sang songs in our laughter.forgive me my holy mother and send her this tears on your table.its all draging me into the wind of death
Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 5:51 AM UTC
Whats the sign of that crimson sunset in your eye.whats the significant of that asian tatoo on your neck. I wanna know bcus l once fell in love with the mumies ever since l visited gizel and several nightmare hunted me with love inspite the fear.so tell me why were you silent in my cry or are you really an angel in disguised
Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 12:39 PM UTC
I want to love but nobody wants me. I want to share but no one is ready to hear me what then is flower growing for or birds in the air bcus l am just shattered like broken glasses. No one to give sunflower and share feelings,nobody to help me carry my heavy heart that is full of stigma. Solitude is what my life is made of and throbs I will love any one any where in the world but let me me just discover one red rose in the midsummer and l promise to love you till l transit to where everyone goes
Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 7:24 AM UTC
They are inside illusion with selfish pen They are outside sanity with greedy heart. They cheat fancy things with imagery eye and dash feelings into the wind. Empty lines surrounding their walls in shallow daze,all poets say hello not even me bcus my spirit is water catch me if you can.you would probably hit the wrong side of all me little poets
Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 9:40 AM UTC
In my heart l felt ur throbs like water drop in the winter so sober the breeze blew from inside and you held me in between linger and staying forever bcus its riping you apart but how love wrapped you up in sudden warms is amazing like sunlight In my heart you died into empty echoes but love made this clarion call that waked up ur spirit again
Feb 22, 2015
Feb 22, 2015 at 5:14 PM UTC
Is a master piece of my emotion for you,yes,is a manuscript exposing my character towards you and how ocean is not wide enough to swallow my thoughts bcus this love l feel within our foolish pride is magnificecnt as creek that is the crest of soulful waterfall not leafs drowing in the rain I want you to paint me inside your life with just once colour and let us have the art of love walls squaring every life A second thought can affect the chemistry of this love that is unspoken but its depends on your choice to make a good outcome
Feb 22, 2015
Feb 22, 2015 at 4:44 PM UTC
How fresh your butter hair smells when sunlight glows in wet climate.How soft the bird song feels when coral flowers dance in the wind. *** of marigold surrounds our bed and only the perception consumes the air. The river of love links us to the steam of passion,how your body wraps me up in mazing tickle.oh l am really crazy about the fragrance of our emotional petal as juice your kisses and euen the flourecent of your gazing eye helped me in my daze bcus l dozed off into you for energe How sweet your butter finger lick my passionate sweat like crushed lemon fruits. You are just pure as black skin my sweet woman and l have found love again in you
Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 6:53 AM UTC
Don't . Wanna . Get . Outta . Bed . Bcus . I'm . Too . Strung . Up . Over . You .
Jun 24, 2015
Jun 24, 2015 at 7:29 AM UTC
THE PRICE I PAID FOR LOVE
I fell in love with a heart that wasnt mine
I loved him so much that even when he was hurting me I tried to understand him
Put away my anxiety for him
I had to pay a price every night after everyone's asleep bcus of him
A price I now vow to never pay again
He was not just a chapter in my life,he was the ink
The lovely room we created is starting to echo in his absence
The weight of the world have somehow become unbearable without him here with me
His smiling face still hunts me till date
Nd wen I thought my world couldn't feel again,it got heavier
Out memories flash before my eyes every corner I took
Genuine laughter turned to subtle chuckles.
Yearning gazes turned into shy glances.
The worst part of healing are the scars I get to see whenever I look back
Or the times I had to act like it never happened
Or the times I pretend to sleep over the pains
Or knowing its time I forgot him and learn to love someone else .
Aug 10, 2025
Aug 10, 2025 at 2:29 PM UTC
hey. are you proud of me yet? i am no longer cranky over late replies. i am no longer question over short text. i am now 'independent'. i am now 'strong'. i no longer talk about my feelings that much. i no longer disappoint people. i also think i no longer asked for attention that much. i just let it happens. i just let people do whatever they want to me bcus i want people to stay in my life. is that how it works? i no longer tell people the tale of why i like daisy than roses. i no longer share to people how i love tea not because i love it but because i cannot tolerate coffee.
i no longer talk that much. bcus you taught me my thoughts werent real and it doesnt counts. are you really proud of me, yet?
i can live a day without wanting to talk to you. i am no longer clingy like how you want me to be. i no longer really wants to know your day. i no longer genuinely care about people bcus i dont want them to think of me being nosy.
look how much have i change.
the damage you have brought to me.
i dont know if i can heal.
i dont know if i will ever heal.
what about you?
Aug 18, 2022
Aug 18, 2022 at 9:14 AM UTC