"lthough" poems
Although the skies appear blue,
Blueish white, with cottony hue.
Coloured orange, with fainted red
Dazzles bright at each sunset.
Evening sky, intensely blue,
Fainted is the sunset hue.
Glowworms dance, adorn the hue
Happiness spreads in the world anew
Into this landscapic purplish blue.
Juggling, days
Klucking nights
Lying stunned in this hue so right
Man, the creature, so curiously few.
No matter it's a day or two,
some hues amaze like a landscapic view!
Orange red, with deep yellow in blue,
Pearly stars, adorn the view.
Quilty cold, in the days with dew
Rosemary looks majestically new!
Sun, the ball of fire for few
Teaches, turns a page each new,
Unknown, interesting, perceivable to few
Vanity is so pale, to take,
Wander, wither, breath well each day.
Xmas may not come each day,
Yawn, smile, admire all days, as uncertain are night somedays
Zenith meets only the braves, let zephyrs cuddle, embrace your zealousy face.
Nov 19, 2017
Nov 19, 2017 at 5:18 PM UTC
A lthough it didn't last long,
S urely I'll never forget you.
H ow could I? Those
L ong FaceTimes at 4am,
E very smile, laugh, goofy face. No
Y ou're too memorable. Good bye.
Aug 28, 2014
Aug 28, 2014 at 4:29 AM UTC
A, always absencent and afraid
D, in such distaste;
A, for anger- absoloute
& M, cuz mans a ****** Waste:
Is this a written name?
Of this friend or potential lover
How he Reels this unique pain,
Too bad he wont discover:
That I'm the one whos truth's attentive
Not the one with words incentive-
Take ownership, & be repentive
Your minds absolutely unretentive.
I don't believe that you have this gift
*To heal and unlock a Better version
of whoever you think you are-*
What you've been given, you must shift
Enjoying that fake xannax bar?
A lthough you hurt
D ont hurt me too
A lways iconsiderate-
M anipulated too.
✌️
Apr 7, 2023
Apr 7, 2023 at 1:48 PM UTC
Even the walls have their ears,
Although they are nonliving,
****** cries were overheard,
Easily by the walls themselves,
**** sounds of **********
Deflowering the young wife,
Roping in spies for the purpose,
Opening the ***** so delicate,
People so enjoy overhearing,
Pretty sights shine right upfront,
In their addiction to **** time,
No secrets remain virtuously,
Good habits are hard to develop.
May 29, 2017
May 29, 2017 at 9:49 PM UTC
I feel I am not good enough
No one really needs me.
Although I have many skills,
Disapproval is all I foresee.
Everyone looks for more
Questioning my future life goals.
Uncaring to my personal feelings.
Always wanting things their way.
Taking me under their control.
Everyone wants more than I have to offer.
© 1996
Jul 4, 2012
Jul 4, 2012 at 12:43 AM UTC
"I'm content"
"Something's gonna happen, i don't know what it is, i feel it"
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three weeks later i'm sitting, wallowing in self pity,
mourning over a love that has gone sour
making cuts after cuts in my skin,
hoping you'll somehow feel it and hear my cry for help.
i carved the word "perfect" into my skin on November 17-18, 2012
hoping that despite everything that happened that day
i'd still feel perfect
or hoping that seeing it every day,
i'd start believing i'm
Pretty even when drowning in tears with swollen
Eyes that are filled with stars, stars that i often fail to see and that
Regardless of these scars that are etched into my skin, i am
Full of life and
Energy that is immortelle and
Contagious even though i always feel as if i can't go on and
Things are too much.
i guess what i'm trying to say is, i should've carved my name into your heart,
Hoping you'll
Always remember that
Someone like myself is hard to find so therefore
I'm yours always and you are mine and i'll
Never leave nor would i hurt you intentionally, and
Although it feels like we're drifting, i still want you here.
but the ice which we stood on which was our love
has broken,
and is melting and you're on one piece
and i'm on another and if we reach for each other,
we'll drown in the ocean of our love.
and i don't know what i'm saying anymore,
because my eyes are getting cloudy and so is my mind
and all i can think of is you and if you'd cross that ocean for me.
(h.s)
May 7, 2015
May 7, 2015 at 2:35 PM UTC
Her feminism is more of self-discovery,
Although I am not intending to insult it,
Than it is about empowering females,
Even I am a feminist essentially...
Sometimes she fails to find sense,
Horribly so and ever non repeated,
Even she herself might laugh inside..
Maybe she is adamant right now,
Earn I will her love someday surely.
Feb 28, 2017
Feb 28, 2017 at 12:27 PM UTC
My studies have shown me the value
Of the perseverance & dedication
Nice in life is really very high
Although you are upset with me now
My love is not so weak as you think
Our future I dreamed & planned
Under a beautiful sky we will live
Rob me of love even yourself can not
Kindly open the doors for me
Ring your door bell when I do
Indeed I'm a mad egoistic man
Past has that old night of love
I miss your kiss on my lips...
Jun 19, 2017
Jun 19, 2017 at 9:27 PM UTC
H esitance overcame me the moment I recognized the feelings.
E ncountering them jogged my memory of what it was like; love.
A lthough the nerves in my body are zipping around, electric,
L etting this happen feels like the most natural thing I can do.
I 'm going to. For reasons I cannot place, there is little to
N o fear in my chest at the thought of you, as you feel like a
G ift. One I've waited far, far too long to accept.
Apr 5, 2016
Apr 5, 2016 at 12:46 AM UTC
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The sun knows where my truth is,
Higher than any other thing,
Exactly beside itself.
My thirst for your love
And company so pure
Is just unquenchable
Not permanently though
Miss Universe you are
In my life & future
So soft are your thoughts
Sitting in my mind
Injected into my veins
On the occipital lobe
Not doubtful if it's love
I am so lucky yet so unlucky
Not having you near myself
Multilingual I am although
Yet to meet you in person
Lies I do never utter
I only have the truth for you
Fostering this bond now
Empire of our love is founded
I desire to be your angel
Still is my thirst unquenched
Joyful I am in love
Enticed by a dove
Never sad these days
In my beautiful life
Far from reality is our dream
Although surely reachable
Nov 9, 2019
Nov 9, 2019 at 1:38 AM UTC
Never ceasing to shed light upon my dreary days, you're the sun to my sky, the flower to my garden
Endlessly loving and caring, feeling and seeing, you have the heart of an angel and the face of a goddess; divine duality
Vast degrees of beauty emanate from you, meet my eyes, and melt my heart
Early hours of my mornings are filled solely with thoughts of you such as this moment while I compose
Rarity, uniquity, you're one of a kind my rose. You hold a place in my heart that no other can hold simply because nobody else is vaguely comparable to you
A lthough the earth is treacherous and destructive to your pristine beauty, I have great faith that you will remain purely innocent
Loneliness should never be felt by you for if you look to your side I will be there whether in spirit or in body
Olfactory senses tingle with delight as you draw near; your scent is one I have yet to forget
Never fear the night for I will stand guard with a lantern in hand: no demon shall trespass your glorious soul; even if the cost may be my life, I shall fight for you to my last breath and beyond
Every day I'm here with you, oh it is so so true look around, you're never alone
May 28, 2013
May 28, 2013 at 4:24 PM UTC
But what is the answer when people have died
and why is the question still asked at this time
We've learned to be human in so many ways
attacking the Spirit and numbering days
We've broken the sky yet we beg for the sun
it shines without choosing, on everyone
We're made of the same down to every cell
let's stop drawing lines to put others through hell
The skin on our bodies was beautifully made
akin to the soul we were given in faith
Remember beginnings as endings to come
although they come slowly but hasten for some
As people we're called to be servants of those
who enter our circle when nobody knows
Jul 7, 2016
Jul 7, 2016 at 10:06 PM UTC
E asy is nonexistent.
S orrow is upon us all.
C ant escape from reality.
A ll the pain is coming back.
P eople are surrounding me.
E veryone has left me though.
F reedom is all I want.
R eal freedom.
O f a different sort than the one I posse.
M ental turmoil is what I want to escape from.
R eality *****
E scaping is all I want.
A lthough I'm scared of letting go.
L ove has a hold upon me.
I wish it wasn't there.
T hough I doubt you know.
Y ou are what I hold most dear.
Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 3:00 AM UTC
N onsensical enigmas form a queue
O ntogenies where time is in reverse
T wo sides to everything but why so few?
H istoric catalogue of multiverse
I nfinity that's frozen on the spot
N o change of entropy if all were still
G reen engines which produce but don't get hot
P recise, deterministic style free-will
A spatially dimensionless time-zone
R eligions with the freedom to evolve
A lthough I have to own I have my own-
D ogmatic attitudes I'll not devolve
O ne hopes someday to hear someone propound
X marks the spot where everything is found.
Mar 15, 2018
Mar 15, 2018 at 1:18 AM UTC