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"distroy" poems
u want more emotion, maybe im just tourchered to the point im just going through the motions praying out there i find a potion to let me relax, maybe stop the wise cracks about how im fat or how minimal the cash is i stack. or maybe the fact when i cut open my vain i just see black no crimson blood just black oozing from the cracks as if my tanned skin is a stone statue starting to crumble under the weight of self loathing. the fact of deep down id rather be a better person but it bugs me i cant afford the fancy clothing, even in our society how we hype up to the idea then it comes to play and no one seems to stay like whatever happened to kony we live amungst phoneys saying their better only to better their pride and maybe to impress a futer bride collecting money only green in there eyes envious of those that accumulate wealth but seem to be blind to those who have nothing pushin it off to someone who has more to give now tell me again wat gives u a greater right to live over the young women even children forced into *** but u need to spend ur check on a fancy rolex because ur life is complex now im not saying im better though i have been gifted with my life but in my heart i still cry everynight because were on borrowed time ive seen people distroy themselves in hate a freind in grade 9 became addicted to cocain now shooting ****** in his vein his leather jacked stained skin n bones calling on the phone for his next fix my mom with her slit wrists pretending i dont exist  now is that enough emotion for u after all im still just a kid.
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Jan 14, 2014
Jan 14, 2014 at 9:42 AM UTC
emotion
u want more emotion, maybe im just tourchered to the point im just going through the motions praying out there i find a potion to let me relax, maybe stop the wise cracks about how im fat or how minimal the cash is i stack. or maybe the fact when i cut open my vain i just see black no crimson blood just black oozing from the cracks as if my tanned skin is a stone statue starting to crumble under the weight of self loathing. the fact of deep down id rather be a better person but it bugs me i cant afford the fancy clothing, even in our society how we hype up to the idea then it comes to play and no one seems to stay like whatever happened to kony we live amungst phoneys saying their better only to better their pride and maybe to impress a futer bride collecting money only green in there eyes envious of those that accumulate wealth but seem to be blind to those who have nothing pushin it off to someone who has more to give now tell me again wat gives u a greater right to live over the young women even children forced into *** but u need to spend ur check on a fancy rolex because ur life is complex now im not saying im better though i have been gifted with my life but in my heart i still cry everynight because were on borrowed time ive seen people distroy themselves in hate a freind in grade 9 became addicted to cocain now shooting ****** in his vein his leather jacked stained skin n bones calling on the phone for his next fix my mom with her slit wrists pretending i dont exist  now is that enough emotion for u after all im still just a kid.
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Golden Silverware, Sits Ontop Of Broken Shards Of Fine China, A Candle Stick Lays On The Floor, The Wood Stained With Misery, Because She Passed, War Broke Out, Hearts Being Punctured With Stakes, The String Of Sanity Starting To Break, A Rose Picked From The Universe's Garden, Then Set In A Vase With No Water, A Watch Ticked Like A Metronome, Conducting Life's Organized Chaos, Every Heart Break Orchestrated, And Every Death A Crescendo, The Subjects Attacked Without Looking Back, Taking The Shapeshifter's Life, Because They Needed To Have An Excuse, Other Than Being Misuderstood, To Distroy Her, More And More Innocent Lives Were Taken, Just Out Of Fear, In Daft Decision, Most Of The Village Was Whiped Out, And One Of The 13 Left Out Of 350, Was The Queen's Killer
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Oct 8, 2012
Oct 8, 2012 at 8:50 AM UTC
The Queen's Killer
**She thinks she knows that I'm falling She tries to distroy all that I hold sacred But come let me remove my shoes and pass them over They fit her so well Walk awhile Get the feeling The feeling that is my life But she won't be feeling what I would be feeling would she It's no good thinking if I was in her shoes I'd be Going mad right now **If I was in her shoes I couldn't hang on to my sanity** *Because that would just be her With her mental issues Pretending that she knows what's going on In my head* **So Please don't be worried about me Please don't go see the boss** *Oh **** you already have How kind* She couldnt even work out how to put my shoes on *I have been through life times of heart ache I have been dragged and drugged And punished and loved* Yes loved That hurts the most sometimes *Give me back my shoes now And go look at your own reflection in the mirror Instead of projecting onto me*
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Dec 25, 2016
Dec 25, 2016 at 10:22 PM UTC
Stepping into my shoes
You are a knight in the silver armour and you,re castle is finding in the top of the mountains Everyday you fight with the ******** who injured you and make you angry But at the sunset you become a great king who cordonate the empire Every night you watch at the stars and i know that you make them to shine for me You make the moon to appear so big and i know that you do it for me because you love me Everytime i,m going to bed i,m thinking bout you,re kingdom before i fall asleep I wonder if i,ll ever come there to live with you forever Oh my knight, my king i love you so much than sometimes its painful and it hurts so much I dream bout you everytime with my open eyes Sometimes i,m thinking that maybe i,m not good enough for you because i upset you so much but i can,t give up on you I don,t want to lose you I know that you,ll not leave me Maybe we are so far from each other Maybe i,m just a simple women and you a great king but that it wont change the love what we create in our hearts You are a strong man and i,m just a weak women but weakness it wont distroy the strong love what i have in my heart for you I LOVE YOU TODAY TOMMOROW AND ALWAYS The book of our fairytale is just at the begining, THE END only time it will find.
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Jul 10, 2014
Jul 10, 2014 at 12:47 AM UTC
Fairytale
**Let me sprinkle fairy dust upon the thoughts you keep** iside your head Let me hold the magic Bells wake me from a dream so real Let me roll marzipan between my fingers And cherish the special moments we share Remember when we thouught The world was beautiful When tears were only for happiness When was that I wonder? I know not how to capture This feeling   I would bottle it And keep it forever Hold my hand *I wish to share With all of creation* Be not scared I am here to empower you Not distroy all you have Your pain is yours Keep it But wrap it in love and move freely Within the darkness A light has been offered Will you distroy The friend you created You asked and it was given You recieve and distroy **Fairy dust finds it hard to create When you don't believe in me** I will sit awhile over looking The time you spend wishing Then you will once again pack me away In the box next to the tree Will you see me again next year? Will you wish the same wish *The magic is there Feel free to banish me* Feel free to sprinkle fairy dust on all that you see
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Dec 12, 2010
Dec 12, 2010 at 7:24 AM UTC
On top of the tree
I was pure Till you took my virtue Ravish my humanity Erode my heart Distroy my loyalty Crush my sprit Emptied my love I would be pure If there's a cure
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Jun 25, 2015
Jun 25, 2015 at 8:26 PM UTC
purity
A special world we have created,     a bond that no one can see,     which can make things be transported     into another space, for you and me.          A hidden place, inside my heart,     where people, even if they could,     they won’t come in and tear apart     the joy and innocence of childhood.          ‘cause the moments we’re together     make me go back there and live     for the second time that period,     when we never cared about bad weather,     And Santa came on Christmas’ eve.          When worries were just a myth     playing until our energy was down the drain,     and the next day, on the same Avenue Fifth,     we started all over again.          When time used to pass really slow,     like the movements of a swing     carried by the wind’s blow,     not worried by what tomorrows bring.          When the word “fun” only meant     stay around with friends and family     and hide-and-seek was like the event     we’re waitin’ for so anxiously.          Childhood is carefree and magical,      narrated from a fairytale story,     when all heroes were invincible,     and future was just something blurry.          Innocence, which left us to enjoy     everyday like a new lesson, and life like a tutor,     people will eventually distroy     and make us fret about the future.          But we wanna keep longer this time -     with no cynism, hypocrisy or lies,     no cruelty, death or crime -     The kingdom where no one dies.          Even if it’s long ago, and for that I am aware,     as time travels with high speed,     you managed to take me back there,     and for that, I love you, kid !
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Jul 23, 2014
Jul 23, 2014 at 8:33 AM UTC
Second childhood
A special world we have created,     a bond that no one can see,     which can make things be transported     into another space, for you and me.          A hidden place, inside my heart,     where people, even if they could,     they won’t come in and tear apart     the joy and innocence of childhood.          ‘cause the moments we’re together     make me go back there and live     for the second time that period,     when we never cared about bad weather,     And Santa came on Christmas’ eve.          When worries were just a myth     playing until our energy was down the drain,     and the next day, on the same Avenue Fifth,     we started all over again.          When time used to pass really slow,     like the movements of a swing     carried by the wind’s blow,     not worried by what tomorrows bring.          When the word “fun” only meant     stay around with friends and family     and hide-and-seek was like the event     we’re waitin’ for so anxiously.          Childhood is carefree and magical,      narrated from a fairytale story,     when all heroes were invincible,     and future was just something blurry.          Innocence, which left us to enjoy     everyday like a new lesson, and life like a tutor,     people will eventually distroy     and make us fret about the future.          But we wanna keep longer this time -     with no cynism, hypocrisy or lies,     no cruelty, death or crime -     The kingdom where no one dies.          Even if it’s long ago, and for that I am aware,     as time travels with high speed,     you managed to take me back there,     and for that, I love you, kid !
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The bridge is breaking which side to should I run my question is why is the bridge breaking As the treaty is over and now I can act and say my way why now my brothers and sisters why now is the bridge breaking No matter what you try to do to me I have a come back with no discrepancies oh pity you and the guards that did nothing it's our time now, for the bridge is breaking They now know her part of art planned to not break this apart for glory to life we are now fighting as we see the bridge is breaking Prima mors vestri optimus inferrent propter hoc Angelus significat ad vos distroy By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris By NeonSolaris © 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
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Sep 26, 2013
Sep 26, 2013 at 12:21 AM UTC
The Bridge Is Breaking
I’ve seen A world Inspire our egos Only to distroy Our beauty within.
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Apr 16, 2018
Apr 16, 2018 at 1:25 PM UTC
Ego
When your stories are against you You feel like the sideline character Ppl tell you, your Soo farr behind A look at yourself, you would shatter the mirror You hated what you were Even after doing your bestt You felt like a mess You had forgotten where you came from You had forgotten your dreams and ambition Once again when you saw the colors of the world You realized that you weren't the problem Ppl wanted to distroy a talent And you made their challenge simpler.
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Apr 10, 2021
Apr 10, 2021 at 6:09 AM UTC
The dark truth
Mouth can build and distroy. Mouth can separate and reunite. Mouth can lie and tell the truth. It can not be trusted because out of it can be hate speech and love speech. Out of mouth can be healing,killing and lying . Out of an even mouth the is sweet word ,out of God mouth the is rules. Mouth keep on speaking but was made to speak, eat and praise the lord.
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Mar 24, 2016
Mar 24, 2016 at 2:11 AM UTC
mouth
*Enough now Your tears are scorching my face Enough said As we distroy the human race Enough now As my heart is open wide Enough said When I see the child huddled by your side Enough now Of this hatred and pain Enough said As our families die this way Enough now Lay you down to sleep Enough said Karma will be a sweet retreat*
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Nov 20, 2015
Nov 20, 2015 at 5:29 PM UTC
Enough
My name is ****** ,my surname is protection, I live at the clinic, my mother's name is hospital,my father's name is pharmacy, those who use me are my friend but those who don't want to use me they are friends of the dark,remember I am not 100% but I can save you,I am a man made product so use me wisely, little mistake I burst and my enermy will distroy you, let me tell you aids,what ever you need to know there is one free number to call Aids help line 0800012322 do not hesitate, life is not for sale
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Oct 8, 2015
Oct 8, 2015 at 2:40 AM UTC
Do you know who i am
The dark has come around once again To eat me alive to break me down But this time... They're bigger and stronger and know how to distroy me this time
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Oct 11, 2014
Oct 11, 2014 at 5:34 PM UTC
Untitled
The darkness is a dangerous place. It's where demons and monsters crawl into your mind, to distroy the things you build up in time, but be careful to not venture far or chaos will fall
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Feb 11, 2015
Feb 11, 2015 at 11:02 AM UTC
Untitled
Meeting you is always make me sad. There is something about you that makes me sad and i am really unlucky to not knowing what it is. Maybe its about how you perceive me, or about how you look at me. I thought relationship is about trust, respect, and love. I know you love me, but i also need your trust and respect. It is my fault to make you think about me that way. I thought if make you see me the way i wanted you to see me, it'll protect me. But i was wrong. It slowly distroy me through you. I know i wasn't supposed to love anybody. And be loved by anybody. I thought i deserve that. But once again, i was wrong. I should've let myself dissolve into the air that everyone sip.
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Jul 11, 2018
Jul 11, 2018 at 11:56 AM UTC
One Day In A Crowded Place
who am i? if i look in the mirror what will i find? i take the time to distroy myself but not enough to look at the scars my story hides in the memories i am the stars that wish to be big as the moon i am the maxed out heart that pretends to have room i am the dreamer who can’t sleep no more i am the build-a-bear that walks on it’s own i’m the orphan child thats created a home i am the one who asks herself what am i fighting for i am i am
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May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 8:16 PM UTC
who am i
Madness more than just a word in a uncertain world a partner with greed and envy it sits wispering it's destruction to willing souls a commander on board a dangerous ship filled with weapons that distroy goodness at it's shores for what of a mind but master of its own soul a warrior with free will to decide if the madness of the world rules his or her true course
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Jun 24, 2017
Jun 24, 2017 at 1:19 PM UTC
At its shores
My life use to be like river's flow, Never changed path, my craziness made other to bow, But life never run in the same row... My age become a dam of expectations, Expected Maturity create weir to my emotions, I am changing my ways as per society norms, My fishes of emotions and dreams are eaten by conservative worms, My people are diverting my way to grow, I am flowing calmly without any anger-fear show, But I doubt, I Doubt how more can I hold.. My dream, ambition & my crazyness is suffocating in this muddy cage, I fear, I might get distroyed or distroy everything in my rage, Will I get my free flow, In the moonlight will I ever glow.. Now only Time will tell... Will I or they bow?
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Oct 11, 2018
Oct 11, 2018 at 9:15 AM UTC
My free flow