"forestgreensoul" poems
The sweet melody of the unknown voices
The emotionally quietness of the piano
The touching chamber of violins
The beat of the African drum
The soul of the universe
The flight to utopia
The escape from everything
The safe kind of high
A helper to the ******
A therapist to the broken
A savior to the lost
Our pained silence
After all we are just broken people
Putting all our hopes and dreams
In this endless symphony
Increasing the volume
High enough
To not hear
Our vicious thoughts
When words fail
It speaks
And to us it is our lives
And the lyrics are just our stories
And this symphony will forever be endless .
~ForestGreenSoul
Apr 29, 2018
Apr 29, 2018 at 4:21 AM UTC
And there I was thinking otherwise
But how can they be not
When everyone is fake
When all we care about is the so called "friendship goals"
Posting pictures on instagram
Buying the same ****
Calling each other "besties"
When we stab each other's back while shaking hands
I guess we were friends for a reason
Friends for a season
But not for a lifetime .
~ForestGreenSoul
Apr 29, 2018
Apr 29, 2018 at 4:37 AM UTC
Isn't amazing how the universe is?
How the plants orbit around without crushing on each other
How Earth is the only plant were there's life
Or how we can love someone we just met
We live in a place were we do as we told
Learn thing that have been made up by someone with a curiosity ***** couldn't control
Follow rule made by someone who think they are superior then us
But why ?
Why do we have to learn?
To get a job? earn a living? have money ? ...then die.
~ForestGreenSoul
May 3, 2018
May 3, 2018 at 12:58 AM UTC
He's holding strong
He doesn't want to fall in this trap
He has seen it happen to many people
They fell but never got up
He's afraid
What if he fall too hard
And no one catches him
He can break
And no one will be able to fix him
He's afraid of the things that follows
Trust
Commitment
Honesty
How can he ever be open
He's afraid of blindness
The things it will make him do
Will he ever be the same person
Will he be able to love again
He saw what it did to many people
Hid parents include
It destroy people
He doesn't think that he can deal with it
This thing called love
Could be his only phobia
~ForestGreenSoul
Apr 28, 2018
Apr 28, 2018 at 6:14 PM UTC
Darker days
Stormy hours
Windy moment
All your leaves are blown away
You stand there
Dry and colourless
No bird is attracted to you
You are good as dead
Without your leaves you give no oxygen
You become useless
Unwanted
And dead
Everyone judges you
Just because the could stand strong
When the wind blew hard
But what they don't know is
Your leaves were already loose
You stand there
Dry and colourless
Begging for the woodcutter
To save you from this misery
You are just a leaf-less Tree
But everything to the lone bird
~ForestGreenSoul
Apr 18, 2018
Apr 18, 2018 at 1:30 PM UTC
I am human
Don't give me labels
I breath the same oxygen as you
Our blood colour is the same
And we'll all die one day
Just because I'm darker than you
Doesn't mean I'm your salve
Just because I wear dresses and my voice is not as deep
Doesn't mean I'm weaker
Just because I'm not wealthy as you
Doesn't mean you are superior to me
And just because I'm different
Doesn't mean I don't belong
I am human just like you .
~ForestGreenSoul
May 1, 2018
May 1, 2018 at 10:43 PM UTC
Rising sun
Blossomed flowers
Nightingale's symphony
What a great day for another tragedy
Open closet
Search for the perfect you
What face will you wear today ?
You are like a mountain laurel
Pretty and breathtaking
Yet you are deathly and venomous
A misanthrope in this happily world
The duke of darkness
And the devil to their heaven
Today you wear this heart melting smile
Your eyes are like oceans
And you are drowning in them
You have a lot in your mind
But you still say nothing
You want to scream
You've learned to **** your dreams
You look at the mirror one more time
You pick your broken pieces
And stick them together
Ready to try again
But you are not the only one
We all have band-aid hearts .
~ForestGreenSoul
May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 10:39 AM UTC