"inpact" poems
I wouldn't be surprised if my eyes were out of tears,
I've seen so much heart ache the last 21 years,
And still here I stand with a smile on my face,
I figure to grow bitter would be such a waste,
Of the beautiful gift my mom and dad gave me,
I hold all the power so I'll use it to save me,
And try as I might sometimes I still get down,
I know the flip side of a smile is a frown,
So I take the bad with the good and remain thankful,
Training this mind to see chaos as tranquil,
With a soul full of hope I have to carry on,
And try to make an inpact before my time is gone,
It hasn't all been good but its all been worth it,
Sometimes wisdom looks like pain on the surface,
Coming to place where you can't handle anymore,
Just shows you your strength and what you can endure,
And so far thats everything because I haven't broken yet,
I wish somethings didn't happen but I have no regrets,
Because the price of pain is knowledge gained,
Like a homeless man begging for change,
Self diagnosed insane because I didn't know my mental,
I think the best thing to do is let this stress make me gentle.
I love you dad.
Jan 10, 2015
Jan 10, 2015 at 3:26 PM UTC
I had hope
and I wished
for us both.
But I now realized
that even if your feelings
are real
and my are too,
your words of me
are cold as ice.
And though we laugh
with true sheer joy
there is a line you will not cross
I would never doubt to do it
but you will not budge.
I love you with my whole heart
and I can see why it's not
the same for you,
but at least be straigh
and tell me
how you feel.
You know my life is hard
but you don't know
what inpact you
had on me.
Don't make it harder
than it already is.
Mar 3, 2017
Mar 3, 2017 at 6:44 PM UTC
Our lives are like a comedy series
From the 90's and classic recorded cackles,
Black and white screen tickle our fantasies,
Autumn patters deliver chortles
A box of popcorn
And a ticket to be seen,
The audience inpact overjoyed
To each hilarious scene,
Signature idle of Charlie Chaplin
History remained into our brains,
'Till the thick red curtains are finally falling
Bows and gertures
Do not mess with thr jesters
Because if you do,
They will give you bullets of chapters,
Of laughing,
Laughing,
And laughing
Think thrice, why do you collect these mixtapes?
Zodiac's sunflower suddenly became cozy
Most of the time the crazies,
Make you feel sane
And the normals,
Could make you crazy,
Or worse
Cutting our mourns,
Then savour the sweet devour
During depression—
Then soon,
Came the after laughters,
Laughing,
And giggling,
And laughing
Happy Gum-ball machine
Rainbow Russian roulette
Delighted condolences
May or rather be an insult
Not all 'after laughters' end up—
With good results
Dec 16, 2017
Dec 16, 2017 at 12:04 PM UTC
I scream to you
scream right to your face
and I wanna be true
and put you in place.
But maybe when I scream
is when you can't hear me
and just to dream
about finally being free
Feb 28, 2017
Feb 28, 2017 at 4:12 PM UTC