"lossing" poems
Doves Flying,
Crying,
Dying,
In City Smog,
White Feathers Stained From Human Garbage,
Stained From Society's Words,
White Angels Turned Into Common Rock Doves,
Tears Rolling Down Their Cheeks,
Because They Know They're Lossing Themselves,
Doves Crying,
On The Statue Of Liberty,
Because They Know Freedom Isn't Free,
And They Know,
No One Is Truly Accepted,
Humans Ruthless,
Society Clueless,
Doves Released At Weddings Cry,
Because They Understand That,
The Bride And The Groom Will Both Be,
Heartbroken,
Doves Cry In The Streets,
And In The Sky's,
Wondering Why,
The World Took A Turn For The Worst
Nov 5, 2012
Nov 5, 2012 at 8:54 AM UTC
Lost in despair, Found on faith.
These happen to the forsakened, things just happen with no warning.
Rather it be lossing your bearings, Or just walking in the believe of something greater than yourself.
Forsaken can break their curse, But can also be bound if they so choose to let it.
Ravenous from rage, Claimed with love.
Two things that monster's feel, though they can't control this outcome.
Rage fills them when barricades block their path, Love fills the monster with clearity allowing it to relax.
Just remember the monster is no different from being forsakened.
Monsters feel rage, Forsakened feel vengeful.
Forsakend feel hope, Monsters feel love.
Those who barricade or break a path are in the direct path to being ******
For on the otherside is a Merciless and Vengeful being heading your way.
To be forsakened is to become a monster, To be monster was once forsakened.
Thinking about it is no diffent then watching you lose your humanity,
Doing something is to change that which you became.
Forsakened to become a monster, Once forsakened and now choatic.
The monster is and will always be a reminder for those who barricade ignorantly,
Forsakened is the first path of the monster, It's up to thy forsaken to be monster or human.
Which path would you choose if you become forsakened?
Would you let vengence fill your veins, or try forgiveness?
My path can't be alterd, I didn't get the chance for choice.
Too many barricades, Too many losses.
Those who know this are already monsters, Those who don't make your decision.
The path is yours to make, For those who been blessed with a path.
Monster Forsaken or Human?
Feb 8, 2013
Feb 8, 2013 at 12:54 PM UTC
One troubling night a boy rushes to his room and slams the door. He grips his writing utensil and starts at the top of his canvas he scripples rough lines. But to his forsaken mind it is beautiful. The deeper he gets into his drawing. He begins to fade away in a different demention, everything slows down as his heart races. Mind pondering as he is stupid enough to keep drawing. He wants to stop but he is to far gone into his trance. Deeper he goes into the beautiful artwork he is creating he suddenly notices the utensil was a razor and his canvas was hes precious body as the crimson red blood puddles around him. Faintly whisper of his innermost feelings urges the **** out of little devilish ******** Inside. Skin torn and tattered the emerge and leave him sinking, fading, lossing himself. Dead.
Feb 14, 2014
Feb 14, 2014 at 3:44 AM UTC
Yea, the daunting superflous
reading clovers for
mercy and occursus truss.
Any of the subject
almost lossing sybolic
treasure. Flights of
bumble bees in a
memoir to the unjustified
prattle. Each
every, to and from
has little to no forthright
luster. A tremble with out
fever sick. A hot spell noted
by the chills. Warm coolaide
at 99 degrees in the shade.
Probably a groin pull in the
cerebellum to a feminine mystic.
Aponeurisis for a political satire
written in vetos, between the
colors of the rainbow.
Just plain old tired of the
savant, quixic, modern
prancing. Dedicating a
spell to the matter of quantum
relics. Like a choke hold
on a full figured transparency.
To much sale for the sailors
that had married the Titanic.
Probably mustard on pickles
like gypies due lovers.
Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 11:21 PM UTC
You lay here in bed thinking you will always be here, till the day you die. You lay in bed, having anxiety or excitement on the days to come, but its never certain. Life is never a positive, only death. I lay in my bed worrying about bills or work and never stop to think "will I even wake up tomorrow?" Because its a given. I love my life one day at a time. Ill go to work like im supposed to, ill love like im supposed to, and ill pay my taxes like im supposed to. Other then that ill live each day like I wont wake up tomorrow, but just in case I do, I do what im supposed to.
My father will never know if he will wake the next day, nor will I know. Fear of death is lossing precious life, for each time we fear we lose a bit of happiness we could have had if we only excepted what we do not understand, and we always fear what we do not understand.
May 10, 2015
May 10, 2015 at 4:18 AM UTC
playing every little game getting your hoodie pulled up. messing around. playing ***** pranks tourching me. when i try running she is allways in the corner following you day and night. im lossing my mind i cant escape her claws that dig slowly deeper as she poles me down to the empty grave.im losing my mind i might be going insaine to the biggest part of the deepest hell. what is left there aint no where to run or hid cause she always knows where my next location is. this psych ***** has taken my life in to her own paranoya game she smuthered me till i can scream no more. every road i cant take cause shell drag with my claws dragging behind. this ****** ***** is making me go insaine with lossing control tearing up the floor. theres no escape from her grasp i think this is the day i know she will end my life
im going to snap from the claw marks that left ripps down my back!!
how many times have i ran idk cause this ******* crap has no road to meaning. i am running from a ****** ***** who cant get her little crush off me.
no place ti hide no place to speak
**** **** **** i cant escap from my ****** ex girl
but there is allways light at the end of the tunnel with a chance to survive
her mom told me her wall is covered in pictures of me in her closet more and more pictures she took with her phone. i dont know how to escape to the next town cause she is a shadow with a messed up twist she has t shirts and pants and every thing with my picture and name on it.
when she is at school she hands out patitions to get us back to gather.
im gone mad less every thing is she cant let go of me cause she is only attrakted to the freaky **** of me theres no escape AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
Nov 18, 2015
Nov 18, 2015 at 2:14 PM UTC
i found other to be repulsive
but accept them with ever flaw
they speak my name like a claw in my back
not worthy of being spoke from my mouth
i live with the guilt but own up to my flaws
others pass judgement without making sure they free of sin
i will not argue because never started this or expecting to win
my name mixed with yours is like a stain on white
you feel the urge to belittle my character
my blood does bol but i become mind numb
lossing respect and feelings how to inner act with your shady ways
Jan 23, 2013
Jan 23, 2013 at 11:42 PM UTC
My pencil drags
leaving marks on the page
I don't pick it up, in fear of
Lossing my thoughts
my mind
my eyes
But I put it down, and pick up my pen
dragging that too
across the page
smearing ink
afraid of making that one mistake
The one mistake that ruins the pice
the one that ruins the work
my heart
I then put that down too
and chose my colors
so many combinations can be made,
green blue black
red orange pink
silver white black
purple black gold
But it can only be three colors,
or else it looks too cluttered
to messy
too unfinished
I choose my colors, and then
they too get dragged across the page
Mixing occurs
blending,
and I worry about the mistakes again
Anxiety spikes in my mind
my heart is pumping
but my hands are steady
And I repeat my steps, over
and over
and over and over and over
until I get It just right
And finally, I step back
I look at the paper
I laugh, I smile
finally, no mistakes
It's beautiful, but not enough so
so I try again
in an endless loop
of pencils, pens, and color
Dec 21, 2018
Dec 21, 2018 at 10:37 PM UTC
Birth-
the begining
the start of a journey
that will last
forever
Inspiration-
the reason why im writing
why im here
with you
alive
Failure-
no such thing
lossing
but never failure
it never matters in the end
Love-
the way i feel about you
the reason i cry
the reason we fight
one true love
Trust-
hard to gain
easy to loose
trusting someone with your life
thats a mistake
Death-
not the end
but only a new start
of a life
that will last
forever
May 17, 2010
May 17, 2010 at 11:22 AM UTC
Happiness lies on both health and wealth
Because without health
no use of wealth
and without wealth
no use of dreams
Happiness lies in dreams
Happiness lies in caring and sharing
Happiness lies in positivity
Happiness never means to hurt others in any way
Happiness never means to destroy someone
It's never can give you happiness
Happiness lies in never ending journey
not in a fixed destination
Happiness lies in us
Just we have to find it with love
Happiness is something beautiful
which ones can be adore
but when a person started hating someone instead of loving others and ownselves
they started lossing their happiness forever
that's why it's said forget, forgave and move on
That's only give you extreme happiness
May 26, 2021
May 26, 2021 at 12:42 PM UTC
Those beautiful eyes that stares at me
Those wonderful arms that would love to hold me
That gorgeous smile that makes my day complete
And that sweet voice of yours that no on else could beat
That personality you have that makes me believe in you
Those lines that makes me giggle, and can only be done by few
Those arguements we have that makes this relationship complete
And those times we almost gave up but chose to compete
Those words that you gave me when I couldn't hold on
That aspiring effort you make, when you've done something wrong
Those tears in your eyes, that tells me you love me
And those sacrifices we made to prove we're meant to be
Those pointless talks we have off and over the phone
That comfort that you give me when I am all alone
Those serious moments when we talk about our lives
And those crazy moments when we're just having fun
The determination we have to keep this relationship going
The fear we have in our hearts on lossing everything
Those doubtful moments that made our minds blow up
And the jealousy that made our worlds go downside up
Those people who tried to break us up and never succeded
Those lies we've been told and sometimes believed it
Those people who've been supporting us all the way through
And those inspirational quotes they gave us that helped us too
That selfishness I have in me when it comes to you
That naughty smile you have when i say the words "I Love You"
Those hard times I thought we'd never pass through
And all the challenges that made us learn so we can start a new
Oct 19, 2016
Oct 19, 2016 at 2:04 AM UTC
He was handsome
He was kind
He was sweet
He woulnt **** even a fly, he was very strict
Listen to this!
Now that I'm dead you say this??
Let me get out off this coffin and tell people what you said of me in my presence
That im so poor, I cant even aford to wear braces so I should stop smilling
That my dad had no job he lived of hustling
You even nicknamed him "Rick Ross"
That I had only one girlfriend and she was cheating on me
Yes I grew up in Zwide location
The streets of fallen angels
Yes I am a mamas boy, by that you were right
I dont want no priest that will preach lies about me
Let my mom tell my story
Let her cry, do not shhhwsh her
Let her feel the pain of lossing a child because she was the one who felt a pain when she was giving birth to me
And you weren't there
There is no use for you to put my picture as your Facebook profile picture, I'm dead now!
Say no lies for a soul to Rest in peace
So do not "RIP" me if you never knew me
Nov 4, 2014
Nov 4, 2014 at 8:16 PM UTC
Your within my grasp,
But space fills the in between,
I'm loosing you,
Your distance grows the harder I try,
Begging for more sends you hurdling farther,
But I need you,
You keep me from breaking,
You pick up the pieces I forgot,
Your fading away,
Blending with the darkness,
And soon I'll loose you completly,
Then I'll be lossing a part of me,
A part of everything I love.
Apr 13, 2012
Apr 13, 2012 at 2:11 PM UTC
It wasn't long ago
Long ago from when I didn't know how to react
It felt like I was just being attacked
Everything seemed to just pass slow
I've outgrown it
grabbed it, tossed it and disowned it
I changed,
Changed to something new and better.
And from this experience, I know how to get around it
Never will I let it get to me again
Came too close to lossing some close friends
The one's that mean everything to me
The one's that are there for me
To help me
How can I ever pay them back
For saving me from something I didn't want to be?
When the time comes
I will be there for them
As they were there for me
Apr 22, 2016
Apr 22, 2016 at 9:55 PM UTC
*Growing older without you..
I'm starting to loose what the feeling of love is like.
I've grown colder to people,
and I'm lossing sight of what loving you has been like, and without that I've got nothing.
Long ago falling in love with you was a feeling that kept me going,
now after all these years
I feel like not even you could bring me back,
to find my way to love again.
I've just run cold now.*
Aug 24, 2017
Aug 24, 2017 at 9:49 PM UTC
I know i am devil bad,
but now am very sad,
sitting on the bench thinking my own sins,
and a hollownes in me it brings,
warm droplets of salt realising
me,
what i've done and what i am doing,
still sitting ideal but unconcious mind is running,
the clots of shouting waves in my head.
I just want to cut my hand,
let's bleed it way for me it's not made,
smile for clicks are all fake,
am drunked and dont want to do any thing,
want to leave everyone dont mind please,
am tierd of doing efforts to being alone,
because i cant stood up my own,
it's hurts to be fallen,
all i know that i am broken,
dark lines under my eyes,
all dreams are shatterd now which always flied,
in my mind,
all i have but still it seems to be empty,
all around there is love and am still thirsty,
habit of lossing made me a liar,
i wish but i know i can't fill my desire,
i dont want to broke other's hope's,
because i know how much it hurts when it brokes,
i dont want to fall in depression's trap,
just only i cant feel how i am sad.
Sep 19, 2014
Sep 19, 2014 at 9:12 AM UTC
Broken facees
lossing races
trying to get to the finish line but she never makes it
bloddy nails
ripped out hair
trying to find whats never there
children crying
mothers dieing
father hurting and fathers are lying
pain has its way of finding its way out
sometimes on your arm, somethimes from your mouth
hurting yourself and others around
until the day you decided to drown
Nov 21, 2014
Nov 21, 2014 at 12:22 PM UTC
Dakness set's in
It found me again
Sheets of crystal white
Where I wage my fight
I can't even write
The papers to wet
And it's not sweat
My mind is not fit
**** this ****
So tired of this ****** war
So tired of the lossing score
I'm afraid there is no way to win
I've tried so hard again and again
So the battle rages on
Until I am all the way gone
May 14, 2016
May 14, 2016 at 11:11 AM UTC
Dakness set's in
It found me again
Sheets of crystal white
Where I wage my fight
I can't even write
The papers to wet
And it's not sweat
My mind is not fit
F**k this ****
So tired of this ****** war
So tired of the lossing score
I'm afraid there is no way to win
I've tried so hard again and again
So the battle rages on
Until I am all the way gone
Apr 5, 2016
Apr 5, 2016 at 7:33 PM UTC
I often wondered how it would feel like lossing it.
I always thought there would be splashes of blood and I love you from my man's lips.
I always wanted it to be perfect.
If I said a few months ago six to be exact I was happily single would you believe me.
If I said I was a ****** till yesterday would you believe me.
If I said my ex wait boyfriend oh I don't know.
If I said I had broken up with him two days ago for cheating on me but still let him take my virginity yesterday would you believe me?
If I said my virginity didn't stop him because he is in a party rn would you believe me?
Four months ago he didn't feel right the whole relationship didn't feel right
Three months ago I found a string of text with him and other girls
Two weeks ago he goes on a trip and came back with intimate pictures
One day ago he apologized saying we need to talk but took the only thing I hadn't given him
I love him but he says he can't say it because he is working on himself .
How I feel about this,
Heartbroken,sad, suicidal
What I'm going to do:
Breath and learn to love me as a non ****** .
Cry cry alot
Mar 20, 2020
Mar 20, 2020 at 1:50 PM UTC
Before it fades,
Let me dig deeper to let fear of lossing it
Touch the weak tendrion of happiness
So... I don't endure it.
It's an oscar
Not a birth mark
But a boon scar
Given during the war in ark.
It's symbolize ownership,
In the lordship
During the transition of kingship
That I fought in king's ship.
It is as sticky as red-lips of lipstick
ready to hit its kiss tick
To a made golden wounded
Victorious soldier.
Oct 23, 2021
Oct 23, 2021 at 7:18 AM UTC
Winning is a part of you
And be proud of it!
Not asking in return,
Of what to take for advantages
Lossing is a part of greater
Comprehension with love ❤️
Yet, nobody win or loss
We are all both winning in times...
Give love ❤️❤️❤️
Give respect 😎😎😎
No one is lost, but found.
Who win's
So, have a ❤️❤️❤️
With a greater comprehension!
Who wins?
All of us indeed
With, Thy- Greater comprehension.
Oct 30, 2023
Oct 30, 2023 at 9:25 AM UTC
Am gone in every way,my minds lost and gone away.
I try to find a reason to fight,life isn't always black and white.
Feel as if am playing a lossing game,nothing changes everything's the same.
What's the point in all this pain when there's nothing left to gain.
What's s the point in all the rules when the world is so cruel.
Something's got me confused
This lifes left me hurt and bruised.
What is it am trying to achieve
In what am I supposed to believe.
Am angry and frustrated at all the time I wasted.
How am I supposed to fight when I can't even find the light.
What's the point of praying
When I can't hear what your saying.
Am gone in every way, I've got nothing left to say.
Jun 14, 2016
Jun 14, 2016 at 8:22 PM UTC
I dreamt of the high mountain
The peak of the cliff
Where clouds greet and kiss
Rain spread its ways to flourish the night
Sun bathes everything with tender and love
I dreamt of it every night!!
And my days??
Those hard tiring long days
From juggling between my own thoughts to harsh blows from outside,
From standing all alone to falling very low,
From lossing strength to gaining immense courage
From silence like a dead sea to loudness like volcanoe,
I learnt one thing, and my dear only one thing
U are your own hero!!!
Mar 28, 2018
Mar 28, 2018 at 6:36 AM UTC