"luckly" poems
My heart broken like glass , eyes red as solo cups , and the tears of a waterfall , ..... My love has left , I sit and sob on the bed , looking through pictures to try and froget , but ... That just makes the tears flow again ... What do I do ?,... My mind twisting with thoughts as a tornado ripping through a old southern home , here I am still crying , over the girl I fell in love with , you might say you can't fall in love at first sight , I used to think that way before I laid my eyes on this beautiful women , I just felt something and I dident even know her name , I was crazy to think she would like me back , ha ha good thought , but she did and she changed my life , thankyou , thankyou for everything ,you are the greatest girl out there and whoever gets to swoop you off your feet is one hell of a luckly man ..... But than again I can live the hope life , thinking one day maybe we will end up togather again , like they say u never froget your first love .... Is that true ?? And if it is and both end up in a situation to be one again what would happen ? But you never know and you can't go on thinking about it ..... But .... if its ment to be it will happen and you just have to let time play its game and mabey it will be in favor of you , so for now I still sit and think knowing atleast we are still friends and that's what makes these last 10 almost 11 months so great is I.made a best friend out of it no matter what and that's the most important thing I love her and always will and nothing will ever change that and to this goodnight ! .... If I sleep ..............:
Jul 19, 2013
Jul 19, 2013 at 2:05 AM UTC
Five months ago i said no and prayed you knew it ment yes, luckly for me you took that guess.
I never knew how far a little no could take us. now im stuck here trying to remember who i was before i was us
before we were lost.
Sep 6, 2010
Sep 6, 2010 at 2:21 PM UTC
Fate is rigged and destiny is a fake drug sold on the streets. Life is a rat race we all die to complete. You get somewhere and suddenly you're only just ******* lucky and its just that faint string of luck holding you in place. Look at my face, look in my eyes and tell me im wrong. Life is **** still we are told "be strong, never be weak, weakness shows lack of power." But what they dont know is in our weakest times we find our strength. We find who we are and fate then, throw to the wind, and destiny will be on its knees kissing my hand beggin for forgiveness, cuz now il be in control, il have total rein. Unlike I had before when all I knew of the world is what pain it could bring to my eyes and heart. Luckly it just so happened with age came a softer view on life, like wine it all began to taste better. And soon the bitterness was gone and the depression a thing in my history books. I was free, and am free and always will fight for my air space till I cant breathe, cause if you dont agree I want to show you what I know, I may still be younger and have room to grow but I can tell you a thing or two you wont hear out of someone my age and range of knowlegde cause I didnt finish college but I know more than those books could ever teach me about real life. And my books run thick the would take years to read, thus why I write and read others stories. And in the end fate is ****** cuz I write my own words.
Nov 19, 2013
Nov 19, 2013 at 10:54 PM UTC
Writing should never be about who liked it or disliked it. Personally I feel peace, to write events, daily life activity without an end. I don't know topics, I don't know how to blend words like the professionals. Furthermore I don't have that time to decorate beautifully, but honestly I never cared about getting it right and I don't compete besides doing personnal best.
To be precise, we are among those people who (need to) have patience to listen, to see, to feel, and finally process all those stimuli to get back with a better reflection. How much we know them is, how much we have touched their lives.
The extra mile is the factor what makes someone to write. And luckly, I am among that someone.
Finally I write to empty my head.
If we will not write, who will?
Sep 18, 2019
Sep 18, 2019 at 11:35 AM UTC
Hey there!
If you read this now,
It's for you then,
My unknown friend.
Don't care:
What others think,
What others have,
What others see.
Just be yourself,
Because you're amazing;
You're everything to be,
That no one could take it.
The world is not perfect.
There's some bad things in it.
Luckly, there's the other side,
A wonderful magnified.
What it makes a world beauty,
Is a hundreds of millions lights.
So, be that light,
And shine like the sun.
Jun 4, 2020
Jun 4, 2020 at 4:01 PM UTC
Those who wander without a noise
Playing with their old kid toys;
Remembering the fun times they had
While dreaming of their deadbeat dad.
But little did they know, he wasn’t perfect
for him to be born with a mental defect.
They expected him to happy
Always wandering with joy;
He just couldn’t stop playing with that little kid toy.
He did best to hide
But his chances were too wide
One night, it all got to his head
When he pulled the trigger next to his bed.
Luckly,
It was all just a dream
Waking up to their horrible screams.
They rush to at their fathers stay
While telling them, “It’ll all be okay”.
The father takes his gun
Handing it to his son
Preparing to eject;
And not even trying to protect.
Their dad’s defect
Must have got to their head
When the kids pulled the trigger;
And dropped dead.
As they come to a wake;
Seeing their father laying in bed
Sleeping in a quiet position;
But actually is dead.
Coming to realize,
Their father was always in joy
Stuck playing with that little kid toy.
May 16, 2016
May 16, 2016 at 7:46 AM UTC
mmm... let me think
take a breath , and give my brain a tink
hold on ... let me speak
so ... I'm weak
everything I see , is a slap to the cheek
**
the days are fine , but your always on my mind
bringing me down , and I feel less then Devine
I know indue time, and all the signs
will bring me back up to the light
and bring me back to feeling Brite
they tell me it'll be alright
**
I'm tired of this mask , I can't breath
and I'm asked " how are you?" ...I'm good
but I'm doing worse then I preceive.
these feelings and emotions bleed out of me
every second feels like a eternity .
**
my days have stopped
and everything is unfamiliar
since my heart dropped
I wish I understood her
my field is cropped
with no minerals in my dirt
no matter how many seeds on top,
they all just get hurt
never will I gain that crop
it has all stopped
**
let me reminisce
on the past , that got me all ******
you got me wanting to not exist
and you welcome me not with a hug
but flying fists
luckly you missed
and we fell into each other for our last kiss .
and every bit of the respect , love , trust
was set aflame , ashed up , and dissed
we had a kid " yea we can do this "
then your gone and took everything
even my mattress .
no home , no car , no wife , no kid
still racking my brain for everything that I did
**
but it's alright , it'll be another quiet night
I'll drink my self to sleep like I do every night
and forget about all of our fights .
some day I'll be alright
even if its somewhere not there holding you tight
I may show wrath apon my self tonight
but my love is yours , unlike any other guy .
**
And I still hold tight to the blade that thickens it's might
Apr 11, 2019
Apr 11, 2019 at 9:15 PM UTC
Around the wall of a moving trust
In a stagnant love, comes a frost
All of a sudden,a stop sounds a must
Counts of a three decades love -lost.
Diverse queries filled up my heart.
Solutions to them, I hope I could find fast.
I reflected on my past, my mispainted memories.
Frustrating thee having a lose confidence
Suddenly, a sound echoed in my mind
I searched, I dulged just for me to find
Luckly,knocks the jewel, the savior of my heart
At this time, I'd started seeing the reality of life.
I mouned, I sighted, I questioned repeatedly.
Could he be the one, will i be right with him?
One phrase keeps rolling in my mind
Thee have to keep moving, I just have to move.
Im mindst of having these thoughts.
I concluded, I think I will be right with him!
Not only to be right, I found my missing rib
Thou: at the best time, came in an uninvited guest.
Sep 8, 2022
Sep 8, 2022 at 3:30 AM UTC