"lyf" poems
Remember the day we laid eyes on each other. a moment of silence a moment of truth a moment between me and u. remember the day we held each others hands. a moment where 2 heart became one a moment where smiles spoke in silence a moment that would last a lyf time. remember the day we huged. the moment where no one else existed. the moment the earth stood stil the moment that our heart stoped beating. remember the day we kissed. a moment that we felt lyk fanting a moment that sent shivers down our spines a moment that brought out our true feeling. those are the moment that we can never forget!!!
Sep 9, 2014
Sep 9, 2014 at 5:45 AM UTC
Two trees were planted side by side. One was coconut and second one was Mango.
Both became frnds. Grew up together. Frndship grew. But smthng went wrong. They felt harm from each other due to their behaviour. One was soft from inside but hard from outside and the other one was exactly opposite. Both felt afraid of each other. So they started to depart. But their roots had been friends even before these trees were. They had wisdom and made the trees understand that behaviour is not the main thing in frndship. Understanding and trust are imp factors. Trees were convinced.
Seeds are the souls which r reincarnated.
Roots of life are same for everyone.
The height and type of aura and attitude we build up make up our lyf. But in the end trust is the one which builds up humanity.
Jan 20, 2014
Jan 20, 2014 at 12:02 AM UTC
Jou boodskappe die sonstrale
wat elke nou en dan my dag wil maak
en ook soms 8 minute vat om by my uit te kom
maar gee lig en lewe in my donker wereld
al is jy miljoene bietjies weg van my af
is jou liefde n warm drukkie wat ek
moeiteloos in elke donker nag
om my bang lyf kan vou
jy wat agter die horison jou eie horison sien
en dalk self die maan met my deel
,van n ander kant af,
dra ek na aan my hart...
soos n tietie sonder nippels
of n bangmaak boek sonder sy stippels....
is my lewe net plein
en puntloos sonder jou.
Jy is my duisend-myle-weg
, maar altyd daar,
chill-jou-guava maaitjie
wat my weghol hart bedaar.
Familie buite stam en bas
bloedloos dalk , maar hegte vas
grenslose vriende oor die wereld heen...
God se grootste seen.
- aan al my vriende wat ver weg bly , maar meer beteken as my eie asem en wat ek dierbaarder ag as my virginity ;) ek is so ongelooflik baie lief vir julle.
Carinda du Toit. Aldridt Koltzow. Marli Roux. Tarryn Forster. Frederik Rudolph van Dyk. en al die ander...
Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 11:51 AM UTC
En soms in die vroee oggend ure **** ek steeds jou stem...
wanneer ek sukkel om te slaap,
maar my lyf deuretrek is van moegheid
, voel ek nog jou sagte aanraking.
Dan ***** jy by my soos die neurie van 'n lang vergete wiegelied in die agterkop,
of
die weergalming van ons gegillende stemme deur die lang gange van die lewe...
dis dan wanneer die hartseer my tref.
Dit vul die l e e m t e s wat gelaat is deur die s p a s i e s waar jou vingers altyd so
perfek
In myne gepas het,
in die dooie gevoel,
oor al die plekke waar net jou aanraking
soms
genoeg was om elektrisiteit op te wek
wat my nog vir weke speelvol geprikkel het.
Dan vorm dit saam in die [kamers] van my hart,
waar jou n.a.a.m,
jou < liefde 3
en jou ~legende*
vir altyd sal bly
... en stroom deur die vensters van my siel...
sodat ek weer 'n gesonde uitkyk op die lewe kan he.
Soos 'n magtige rivier
loop dit by al die voue af,
maar altyd met grasie...
en ek huil
Oct 8, 2013
Oct 8, 2013 at 6:42 PM UTC
ek het iemand nodig om namens my te bid, te pleit
my gebede val soos ouds op dowe ore ongehoor
ek voel oud en alleen uit gesmyt
ek het nou op gehou pm te glo ek kan toor
ek het ver geval en seer gekry
ek het op gegee op my
my kop en my lyf probeer mekaar so ver moontlik vermy
weereens het ek myself verloor
ek is te moeg om op te staan om weer te begin soek
ek is bang vir die kry, die kruis verhoor
ek voel teen gekant en vervloek
ek is niks nie anyways
Jul 8, 2015
Jul 8, 2015 at 12:02 AM UTC
Daar was g'n tyd vir bybelversies nie
, want die brood van lewe was te duur
En wie wil nou regtig wag om ring
As die manne vir jou hoogliedere sing.
Aan die begin was daar niks nie
Maar hyt gepraat met sy hande
En toe was daar lig en oh die gode
Dit was goed! Dit was goed!
Maar hy was aleen in n wereld met als
En almal was sonder naam
, toe hy sy laaste een gee en ek
Deur bloed en been vir hom geskep is.
Dit was goed, dit was goed
En ek huil snot en trane van seer
Maar die appel proe soet
Of jy hom in die hemel of die hel hap...
Jy is die fontein van lewe,
Ek drink van jou en raak dors
Vir meer as net een aand van sterrevolg.
Mag ek dronk raak op jou wyn?
Of is jy my een reeds voor!?
En ek kan.nie kerk toe hol nie
En die Bybel vloek my skel
Want jou lyf voel soos die Hemel
Maar Hy se jy is die Hel.
Mag ek langs jou bed op kniee neersak
En jou hand in myne neem??
Kom ons raak besope...
Genoeg om liefdesliede
vir mekaar te kreun.
More bid ons om vergifnis
En vergeet wat sonde is
Tot die vlees te veel begeer
En die lewenslig so bietjie blus.
Dit is *** die liefde werk,
Dis my lewe dié
Die struikelblok wat my versmoor
Van n vel religie.
Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 5:50 PM UTC
The Hour Glass represents us. Confused how.. Let me elaborate it to you.
You do see the sand that is seeping slowly off the orifice between the two bowls..
That sand shows the flow of love from ur heart to mine. But wen the flow stops. U just have to revert the glass and u vl see that Ur love is not just taken in, it is adored, processed, felt. Its warmth and the care that is hidden in it is scrutinized. And then it flows back into u.
This is the way we are. Due to this our love always wins from our fights.
U widout any selfishness and greed give me all that u ve got inside u, planting banyan trees of love to make it live for years.
And here, Its me, trying to provide the carbon dioxide and water for helping the tree to grow and feel the fresh oxygen, extracting each amount and inhaling it wid full greed. This greed, Which Comes like a reflex only fr u, is not a devil's one but a Loving one. How can it be possible to share u wid anyone else in the whole world. I cant help it. I cant share u. And I am proud of being greedy fr u.
This sand which keeps on seeping consists of all memories stored in it about us.
All of them, Staring wild eyes with the rays of Innocent Infatuation, Then the seed of frndship that we planted (Actually u planted), And then My extravagant feelings converting that seed of frndship directly into a plant of love, Then the rains and the hot sun that the plant faced between these paceful yrs we were together, Then the Era of wisdom that attacked me and made me construct a good shelter to protect this plant from heavy rains and hot burning rays of rageful sun..
All these memories. That we lived together. Which we now remember and smile, sometyms cry and sometyms even laugh after crying. And I promise to give u more, good, to be confident, fresh and best memories in this lyf ahead so that while taking our last breath these wud give u the best smile u ever had in ur lyf.
And if this hourglass, ever, accidently or unfortunately breaks, dont be sad. cuz these memories are stored in every pinch of the sand it contains not the outer body that consists it.
Love You
Jan 12, 2014
Jan 12, 2014 at 10:56 PM UTC
Es kadaake wali..thand me chai ki tarah bankar aajao na tum.
.
Sukhha sa pada hai mere dil ka registan ek baarish bankar aajao na tum
.
Nhi raha jaata es andhere wali Zindagi me,
Ek roshni ki kiran leke aajaao na tum.
.
Sab jaante nhi hai mere dil ki raani **
Ek baar aake bta jaao na tum
.
Dukh bad gye hai intzar me tumhaare.
Ek khushi banke dil me sama jaaao na tum.
.
Plzz plzZ plzZ
Meri lyf main aajao na tum.
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#SmArTy...
Jan 9, 2018
Jan 9, 2018 at 10:25 PM UTC
Liefde is:
om die langpad Kaap toe deur te dring met Afrikaans is Groot treffers omdat jy sien *** Pappa sy vingers teen die maat van die ritme tik.
Dis om te weet dat Mamma wel omgee al is sy soms te besig om na jou gunsteling gedigte te luister.
Dis om saam met Boeties rugby te speel al wil jou lyf al vir jare nie meer hardloop en rond gestamp word nie.
Liefde woon hier
Tussen die gee en kry,
Tussen die op offeringe,
Tussen ons almal.
Nov 28, 2018
Nov 28, 2018 at 2:05 PM UTC
*** dat lingwistik ****
is so **** bro.
ppl dun wanna no nefing nemore, well tgif.
i just wanna *** some bishes
nd 4get abt lyf.
I ceebs bein gud wif werdz.
i jst wnt sum roofies 2 hlp me relx.
my comp is lagging 2much.
2 many **** on ytube 2dae.
imma go on COD and shoot sum *****
jst add me on SC nd u can send me nudes.
i mite c u at da clubs 2nite.
rofl.
YOLO.
inb4 dis is uncomahensabul
dis is 2deep4u.
May 23, 2016
May 23, 2016 at 11:46 AM UTC
Sk8 for lyf
I am punx
Shut up mom n dad
I'm 2 kool 4 skool lol
Crunk. Yolo.
ur nut the boss of meez
Im gunna play gaia online
Sk8 like t0ny hawk
Sk8 or die
Arrest me, i'm a sk83r
He was a sk8er b0i
\m/
Sm0k c1gs
c8illin wit my br0z
v4ns w4rp3d tour
SK8PUNX4LYF.
May 3, 2014
May 3, 2014 at 1:53 AM UTC
Ky ** tum,.
Princess ** tum meri.
Jaan ** tum meri.
Har khushi ki bajah ** tum.
Meri har har baat tumse shuru hoti hai or tum pe khatam.
Mera har morng tumse start hoti hai.
Or har raat tum pr khatm.
Tumhare bin to main apni lyf imagine bhi ni kr pata.
Main to humesha k lye Sone ko bhi ready hu.
Kyoki jo(Aap) sapne me mera apna hai.
Wahi aankh khulte hi srf ek supna hai.
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#SmArTy...
Jan 11, 2018
Jan 11, 2018 at 12:20 PM UTC
My letsels is die sinne
My vel is die papier
Lees daaruit wat jy wil
Die wat omgee bly nog hier
My trane is die voorblad
My bloed is steeds die ink
In my skree ń monster
Wat ek nog moet verdrink
Die rowe is die punte wat
Ek soms nog skraap en skuur
My voorkop pêrel sweet
In my oë brand hell se vuur
My lemme is my penne
Die papier hier op my lyf
Elke liewe liefdes briefie-
Ń letsel, net vir jou geskryf...
May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 5:40 PM UTC
Tussen my gesteelde fotos
En bekoorde akoorde
Verstik ek aan twyfel
In my verlies aan woorde
Ń Oorverdowende stilte
In die kuberruim
,Die koperkoord kletskamers
En bakkiesblad boodskappe.
Trek op jou neus vir
Die new-age kakkerlakke.
Tik my vingers stompies
Op die gladde skerm
Rook in die aande as
My gemoedsbekakkings kerm
Oor die stilte op die foon...
Rukkings deur my lyf
My harts onwrikbare toorn
Ek **** aan jou
Ek droom van jou
Ek wens en hoop op jou
, maar self met die masker
Van moderne tegnologie;
**** jy ook
*** raas die stilte nou?
May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 5:37 PM UTC
1) I learnt that if life gives you lemons, then it is probably because it doesn’t want your life to be too diabetic. Thanks Lyf, Much Love.
2) It is good to be curious. Actually being curious is all you need to gain knowledge of any kind (quite literally, hah)
3) Thai food will never be good. Ever.
4) Ghaziabad is in Uttar Pradesh, who knew.
5) Alternative music is the one for me.
6) Benedict Cumberbatch will never be mine. I will have to die alone.
7) Fireflies can also be called ‘insects with a glowing tutu’ in Pritika World.
8) American Pie is actually not a movie on pies (yes, I am innocent child still)
9) Never settle for samosa, if you have pizza or sandwich.
10) Hippies are friendly people.
11) It is okay to love yourself before anyone else.
12) The dream for a world tour is 90% unrealistic unless you are offspring of Gates, Tata or billionaire daddies.
13) Google has 3 birthdays.
14) Wearing rings is the shizz and after some time, you’ll feel naked without them.
15) Making 11:11 wish works 46% of the times (yea, I calculated)
16) You feel alone even at a time when you’re messaging 10 people together. That is how social life is.
17) 18 is gonna come soon and the thought of being ‘legal’ makes you crazily excited as ****
Sep 30, 2015
Sep 30, 2015 at 11:11 AM UTC
these guys are my life
best friends in the world
they always make me smile
happiest girl alive
their friendship is worth
more than diamonds
and expensive jewels
the best college buds
this bond is for lyf
Nov 21, 2013
Nov 21, 2013 at 4:40 PM UTC
I Can right de way I want
Bcoz I tok de way I WANT
TeLL me I’m rong
I ekspress my fillings through poetry
I can rite about everything
Without feaR
Poetry daznt allow me to supress!
My FILLINGS
I no this is not kompellinG
With eras in my spelling
Don’t ASK mi y
Jast REED my eras
I’M taryard of yu piple
Traying to tell me wat to du
End wat’ not 2 du
Kontroling mi lyf
While yours is folling apart
Eye don’t really liv mi lyf
To pruve piple’s perseptions
.Write or rong
Abawt my lyf
Mind yo own business
End liv mi lyf alone
Kip quet and read Mi eras
BECOZ EVRYTIHNG I do
Is rong
Im eva rong to you
NoTHing beautifull;
Yu eva tell about me_
So suit yourself/
(End reeD mi erAs
Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 7:17 AM UTC
Wit le sy uitgesprei oor
pendoring gras vanmore.
haar spastiese bewegings
vroegoggend reeds bestorwe.
Stil is die nagtegal se liedjie
die roos is dood van ryp,
wyle weinig traan van simpatie
verlore in die stormpyp.
Die aarde draai en
swoeg in nag se sweet.
in sy nietige pogings om
die noodkreet te vergeet.
Haar naakte lyf le
oopgebaar, en styf
in dood se koue klou.
Dit ryp hier in die rosestad.
En die Flora-
was 'n vrou.
Jun 6, 2014
Jun 6, 2014 at 1:11 PM UTC
Did u knw dat Lyf iz lyk a roll of tissue paper,u nvr realz how mch u've wstd it untl its almst finished!! Take care of uaselvz.
Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 7:48 AM UTC
Day 21.
Cant even look at myself in the mirror. Not after wat I've done. I look gruff from the unshaven beard, the dirt noticeable a mile away. I pass by the fancy restaurants, reminisce on the lyf I used 2 hv. The streets I used 2 rule, now am but a sore, a blemish on the beautiful face that is lyf.
Day 22.
Too many days without seeing u,
I rummage thru the trash, searchin for valuable scraps of food.
Vivid images of the horror haunt my mind.
Constant reminder of wat I am, wat I've become, wat I wz.
Day 23.
Resolve on my mind.
I need 2 confront you.
Salvage the remainder of my soul, right the wrongs.
Tonight I camp at your door.
Day 24.
Not a sight of emotion from your face.
Pure indifference.
Cant say am suprised.
I'm scared.
I'm losing my mind.
The sight of u overloads my senses.
Guilt in my eyes, ice in urs.
Am sry I say.
But its too late.
One word wont erase the hate, the disgust u hv for me.
Put me out of my misery, I beg.
Hv ur revenge.
Take me 2 that dark place.
Six feet under.
Nov 12, 2011
Nov 12, 2011 at 4:23 AM UTC
met nat oë en stem rasper-hees
sal sy my eers
met kaneel en gemmer genees
met swaar lyf en kop wat klop
salf sy my eers
met heuningwoorde gesond
en wanneer die lewe my hoogtak-drome snoei
bewerk sy my sodat ek opnuut kan groei
met die seer wat nog so rou in haar talm
bid sy eers die onrus in my kalm
en ek weet saans ween en woed
onverbiddelike storms
in haar gemoed
en dan soggens uitgespoel en broos
is sy nooit te swak om haar kroos
eersmaal te troos
vir speelgrond wond of hart wat breek
terwyl daar dubbeltjies soveel dieper
in haar insteek
die plooikuiltjies waar daar gedurig riviere deurgeloop het
vir elke afvlerkkind
die lyntjies waar sy op die mooiste wyse
haarself met ander verbind
waar sy soveel ander se seer verberg
ten spyte van alles wat dit van haar verg
hier sit ek stil en verwonder my
aan Ma se halfweghuis hart wat altyd oopbly
Jan 5, 2018
Jan 5, 2018 at 7:54 AM UTC
Far away from the world
Their is a better afterlife
Sometyms i wonder
wht wud lyf hv been over der
A true state of being happy
Ignoring all the doubts n the pressures
it's being loved by whom u luv
A peaceful life
Attaining sch a life
Wud be a blessed one
With a new beginning
And new people
No minset, no conclusions
Follow what ur heart says
i dreamt of such a life
n m still dreaming of it
Bcz the reality is far away from it
N it cud never be near to this dream
What if i want it to be
People dn't
A carefree world is better than a one which kills u everyday
I really wish it cud be like i want it
Feb 5, 2015
Feb 5, 2015 at 3:02 PM UTC
I want to walk alone in peace
I may be alone but happy
I may be weak but still successful
I m scared of gettng more fake ppl
Yes i m..
The reason may be the ppl i hv around me
I can guarantee evryone is the same
But i m not strong enuf to take it anymore
Want to run away
But can't
Want to sit back n sought out the things
But can't
Ppl say there is always a way out
But here it's all closed
If it's all about being fake
Y can't i do it?
May be i can but m scared
U give ur lyf to someone n the person is bzy in his own life
How wonderful it is
u dn't even do a bit for anythng
N u expect a lot
The distance **** n we make it more often wide
But the mistake can never be from one side
It's all how we handle it
Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 10:59 AM UTC
People have a mindset about what they do
they think they never do it wrong
or they don't accept it
that's where the conflict starts
two people with different mindset
they meet
they come together
they know each other
n they separate
bcz it is hard to accept for both of thm
the one who is wrong
people call it's destiny
i call it ego
people call it's luck
i call it arrogance
why it is so hard to accept n change the fault
jst change a part of u
n may be the best thing of ur lyf wud be waiting for u on the nxt door
the engine of ur car stops working..
so u get it repaired or u jst throw it out.?
so when a human gets in fault
y not get it repaired?
things become worst bcz we make it
there is nothing called circumstances bcz we r the 1 who make it..
y to make it so complicated
when we can make it better
lets make it better :)
Jan 12, 2015
Jan 12, 2015 at 1:00 PM UTC
jsst stay for a while
i want u in my arms
i want to feel ur presence
i know u will go
bt i want to live this moment
i feel for u
n this is the truth
u don't see it
everyone does
may be u don't feel for me
but i want u to
it kills me inside
i pretend to be strong
but m not
i need u, i want u to be der
bt the very next moment u r not
u don't realize it may be u don't want to
u r happy
m not, i jsst pretend to be
u deserve the best, bt i can be
jst stay for a while
in my dreams
the reality is somewhat different
bt i can't change it
m if it's about pretending
m ready to do it for the whole lyf
waiting for u
bt u won't come
i'll be standing behind u
jst take a look
may be u realize something :)
Jan 18, 2015
Jan 18, 2015 at 2:52 PM UTC