"compasion" poems
They linger in my mind
"they" is my best kept secret
I came to a simple conclusion
but who am I to judge
to tell them how to feel
how to behave
I feel numbness in my heart
I am just waiting for my day to die
I had big dreams
but they were taken away
but it is ok
We are trapped in our childhood memories
our worlds are bricks of recollections
but not as painful as them
I caught a glimpse of their souls
I don't understand them
I question my sanity
are we just savages?
no respect for a young soul
no compasion
no love if there is a drop at all
if I could I would **** them
I don't have the courage
I am a coward
it was a rainy day when my innocence was taken away
yet a soul is dying every single day
how to make them understand the pain doesn't go away
you still feel when your body was *****
I can't believe what I saw
I can't believe what I heard
or is just them that don't go away
them, them who took my innocence away
the taste of their mouth liquor and cigarettes
if only I had a dagger on that rainny day...
they wrenched my skin
I thought they were my saviors
treacherous creatures
trust honesty loyalty
diluted across the pores of my though skin
I don't have the body of a child anymore
you took the innocent child
tender eyes, sweet smile
red, plump lips
sadness, sorrow and pain
I am stepping close to a cloud of hate
you caught me staring at the firmanent of nothingness
my thoughts wondered
in a twilight
in the emptiness
shallow lips
I stick my tongue inside your mouth
there is emptiness and darkness
but i fake it anyway
I will not come back
but someday you will know
it was not all in my mind
when you hold into the memory of our broken hearts
you will say i was just high
I am just one more shiny star
one billion years
one more year of lights
and with a broken heart I said goodbye
with a broken heart in the palm of my hand
looking for the real love that i might never find
Dec 24, 2012
Dec 24, 2012 at 2:02 AM UTC
Ooah, get your finger out, get your *** in gear, split skin, stinging flesh, unhealed for all to see, my
Grandad died of ******* cancer partly, tell me, what does she know, that do they know, grey world,
some more soon, no don't, I'm going, why didn't you say, will I be worth, am I needed anymore,
who are they, don't say there names Tigz what ever I ask, blood, fire, hold me, hair, warm, don't go,
shiver, visions, sequences, pantheism, hippie, music, teaching, busking, concerts, grade eight,
sociology, not in control, keep clean, happily ever after, I love you, lonely, scared, scarred,
traumatised, ill, why couldn't I help, holiday, gone, guilty, old, compasion fatigue, failing, tired,
delusional, Josh I won't see someone do it again, you're saying words I've heard before, neither's
good Callum, no I can't step back, what did I do, sin, past, present, future, what did you say, I don't
understand, is that all it took, setting sun, please please help me!!!!!
Nov 28, 2013
Nov 28, 2013 at 3:29 PM UTC
My screams loud,
I brake as I shout,
Yet the sound of my demise is confined in me.
Leave me be,
Let me tear my walls down,
Let me carry the weight of my own mistakes,
Even if my soul is at stake.
A heavy burden,
Rage, anger, forever burning,
My self I am mourning,
My hopes are tied to a new morning.
All I need is compasion,
All I want a fraction of recognition,
All I desire.. is a simple smile.
Feb 9, 2015
Feb 9, 2015 at 9:19 AM UTC
Anger in his eyes, his fist raised again
Where is the compasion? What is it that lacks in him?
Daddy, what happened to you? When did you change?
What caused you to grow heartless and deranged?
The days grow darker, mommy is gone.
Some days present battles that cannot be won.
The more violence I see, the more I wish to run
I want to go back to the old days, when time with daddy used to be fun
But the storm is raging, darkening the skies
The hits get worse the more the child cries
A man who used to be a guardian has lost his glow
And one day the child will escape his blow
Feb 7, 2017
Feb 7, 2017 at 2:52 PM UTC
I came into this world knowing nothing,
expected to know everything.
Walking through the façade that making money is the goal.
When so many people around the world cant even show,
a little compasion for their neighbor.
They're just focused on the manual labor.
The labor that has them trapped in the notion that time is money,
and love is nothing.
Okay maybe not nothing but definitely not something,
as important as the currency.
But let me tell you one thing.
It's the notion that no one is worried about whats current, you see?
There's starving children and dying breeds,
yet all we're worried about is what we want not what we need.
Fighting for the money that we dont even have,
saying that its ours, but for what a new hat?
Maybe a car and a new watch,
now what about those who got botched?
Thrown out of the system,
saying that they're worth nothing and no one will miss them.
They all say that love is forever and that you'll die together,
well not unless you mess up and have nothing to rub together.
Since when does the amount of cash in your pocket define your worth?
What happened to personality and what was given to you at birth?
So i sit here confused.
Living in a world that says it loves you for being you,
but in reality we're all being used.
Being programed and abused.
Just to be burried dead and bruised,
with all you who thought you where
better,
but ha jokes on you.
Apr 25, 2016
Apr 25, 2016 at 11:04 PM UTC
Thoughts revolve in my head
sometimes good , sometimes bad.
I feel like I am in carousel
that rotates endlesly
arousing my fantasy.
Sometimes it relives me
but increases my fear.
swetty hands and dificult to breathe
try to push away but it resist.
I become tense
emotions is raging inside me
because Im very sensitive.
And its dificult to get peace.
Usually it helps to get it out
in form of lyrics to show how I feel
with hope to get a positive refill.
Doctors try to cure and control the thoughts
in my head with medication and therapy.
But is it good to get stable
without passion for my creativity?
Without compasion and possibility
to discribe and explane how I feel...
Oct 10, 2015
Oct 10, 2015 at 4:25 AM UTC
You say you know me
Better than I know myself
You judge me cause you think it is easy
It is bever easy to walk in my shoes
It is not the thing that I wanted to choose
You think of me so little
Yet I am full of news
I am a riddle that you can never solve
Step into my body and figure out how my cells beat
Figure out how every brain cell speaks
Show me what my eyes can see
And what my limbs seek
Don't think I am weak
I show compasion because i have reached the peek
When you slap me I turn the other cheek
I am born to love
Not to push and shove
Respect who I am and don't throw me under the bus
My heart is whiter than a feather of a dove
Respect my humanity that is a gift from above
My brother what you see is not the image that it appears to be
The real image is hidden in a mist that the other will not reveal to me
So don't look at him and you think you have figuered out the key
You will need to be closer to him to understand what is he
He might be somone who you never thought he could be
He might be the devil hidding in an angels rougue
And pulls out his sowrd
And stab you in the heart
And as you fall down and bleed in pain
You will understand that judging people is a shame
The mirror reflects the human that we see
But doest it reflect the bones and muscles lying inside of me
We are humans and thats the easiet we could be
But we got to evolve to be the best that people thought we can only be
Nov 17, 2016
Nov 17, 2016 at 4:56 AM UTC
When i see you
I see love and compasion
If it was up to me
There would be no leagal reaction
What do you see when you see me?
The thing I see
Is the better me
Feb 20, 2015
Feb 20, 2015 at 12:42 AM UTC
Invierno, Verano, creando juntos
Cuando viene el frío cubre el mundo
Crea un ilusión de paz en el fondo
El mundo está callado, atrapado en silencio
Latidos de corazones estan mas fuertes
Cuando ella se arrastra desde salas de montañas
Ella trae un viento de calor calentando con su amor
Todo que es bueno y alegre es en ella
Todo que se muere tiene esperanza
Todo que se alivia tiene esperanza
Desde las pasiones del montans
Invierno, Verano, convergiendo juntos
Cuando el invierno se va ella llora
Lluvia de hielo para sentir su abrazo
Cuando el no se ve ella crea flores
Color blanca para imaginar que el esta aqui
El se deja morir para que ella puede vivir tranquila
El se deja que el odio lo consume para que ella tiene amor
Amores que nunca se ve, pero seiten el compasion y el fe
Cuando todo está hecho, esconden entre las montañas
En imágenes vividos, memorias desvanecimiento
Entidades intocables sin límites, pero espiritus debiles
El mundo se desarrolla de ellos pero lo dejan separados
Invierno, Verano, divergiendose
© Sofia Villagrana 2018
Apr 14, 2018
Apr 14, 2018 at 6:21 PM UTC
This world can be a dark, crue,l and hateful place. That is why we must be ever vigilent against the tide of racism and hatred that overshadows the land. Where there is cruelty we must bring compasion, where there is darkness we must become the light, and where there is hate we must be love. I hope all of us can live as shining example of the goodness within the hearts of human beings.
Oct 11, 2017
Oct 11, 2017 at 3:35 PM UTC