"maye" poems
Dread
That's what we all feel when we think about it
Consistency
Talking to someone every day
Asking how their day way all the time
Caring so much
It's a ******* pain
Right in your **** not your ****** your ****
Ok some people might like that but you know what I mean
Always caring, always worrying, always wasting
Wasting time
With commitment
The abundance of things you could partake in
If it wasn't for commitment
Maye I'm just a sad and alone loser playing Pokemon all day and no one loves me
This may be my bias
But just think of the
Dread
You get from
Commitment
Jun 17, 2014
Jun 17, 2014 at 2:22 PM UTC
Saturday
21 nov 2015
Zindagi ka har khwaab pure **
Wo zaruri nahi hota,
Khwaishein hai.. bahut saare.. humarae dil me,
Jo toote khwaab jaise.
Adure khwaab … adure khwaishein jaise,
Jo kabhi kisi ke liye maye ne nahi raheta,
Or shayed mere liye bhi nahi…
Ya dar ne humko rokh rakha hai.
Janjiron ne humko baandh rakhi hai…
Jaane kya pata hum kabhi janjiron se nikal payenge bhi ya nahi…!
Kahete hai waqt hum sabko badal deti hai,
Shayed hume bhi…!
Kya hum kabhi humare toote khwaab…
Khwaishiyon ko puri kar bhi payenge bhi…
Ye fhir… sab aduree hi rahe jayegi…
Ye toh waqt hi humko batayega..!
Mar 28, 2016
Mar 28, 2016 at 3:28 AM UTC
I'm a pepper ******
from the mild
to nuclear,
I'll eat them all.
BBQ chicken wings,
roast pork,
baked stork
& tacos,
just pile up the
jalapeños,
ghost pepper,
maye a habanero or two.
All my kin
know how delicious
thay are going down
& how fiery
they are coming out.
But no matter,
I don't care about
the bewares
& shout for more
of those hot
mouth-watering
stemmed
explosive gems.
May 20, 2014
May 20, 2014 at 9:37 AM UTC
herr fayce
obsccurred
a mysterie
tho shadowe-veiled
alle maye see
reflektions of
the daye jusste gonne
or warninge of
tomorrowes storm
softe herr lyghte
for lovers eyes
indifferent to
ourre mortal heartes
yet woven thru
alle ourre lyves
sylvarre moone
bequeathes herr lyghte
brokenne heartes
as dryftwoode laye
'pon these
silent shores
sweppte awaye
'pon sylvarre seas
'neathe
herr crowne
of starrs...
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Feb 17, 2018
Feb 17, 2018 at 9:20 AM UTC
life got sippin, life got me trippin, its goin down the drain slowly im (tippinX2 )off the wiskey bottle i got in my kitchen and im itchen for a cigarette and im on a ****** mission, im the ******* in the back, goin off the track, tryin to getta grip on myself but id rather relapse, maybe and handle to my face or maye half just so i can sit back relax and laugh, i find it funny when ya talkin game spittin ya flame, how you react when ya ***** getting ****** in the *** and im just livin life **** swag, **** around and come and get smacked, ill smash ya skull i know its brittle like some ************ glass, take another drink na im on fire ***** ill pass,and if think you hire ***** ill rash, and if you battle, il make skelatel system rattle, and im the shepard of this ***** and your just the cattle,
Jul 23, 2015
Jul 23, 2015 at 10:53 AM UTC
We're born with hopeful wonder
We're born with tempestuous emotion
We try not to get pulled under
But get swept up in devotion
We get older and chip away
Rust in the sinking water
Trying to hold onto Maye
Always unwillingly slaughter
We mutate to an object inhumane
Excuse it with "It's in our DNA"
Seems like we're all on *******
Have brain damage more every day
We **** each other left and right
Trying to cope and manage
Wrecked brain and no sight
We create collateral damage
So don't say "I'm only human"
Blaming everything except yourself
I think it's time you tune in
And take the book off the shelf
Your eyes are covered by your own hands
What is it you fear?
It's pathetic and sad
You can't see you are your own puppeteer
Sep 24, 2016
Sep 24, 2016 at 1:36 AM UTC
...Ek pal ke andhere mein
Kho jaaon maye.
Ek pal ki khamoshi mein
Sabh kahe jaaon maye.
Ek annkahi baat
Jo dil mei chupi hai,
Is chandani raat mei,
Sabh kuch tere naam
Kar jaaon maye...
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Translated:
In a moment of darkness
Let me be lost within
In a moment of silence
Let me just say it all
Words of my past
Hidden in my heart
In this enchanting moonlight
Let me put everything before you...
©sim
Oct 1, 2017
Oct 1, 2017 at 1:20 AM UTC
It hurt...
When I love you with
my all,
But you don't have enough
Time to look at me...
What I am going through!!!
It hurt...
When my days and nights
All are yours,
But you don't even care
For me...
What had I lost!!!
I love uh Baabaa,
And I know maye be someone
Can replace me after awhile..
But,
What about me and the
replacement of missing part of yours???
I lost me... Enough me that my
All lost belongs to you!!!
Jul 16, 2019
Jul 16, 2019 at 9:37 AM UTC
You took the best in me
And replaced it with confused scorn.
For everything we built together
Instantaneously became torn.
The person I was before
Is hidden deep within my pain
And i'm finding it difficult
To see the light again.
The loneliness created
By this oversized town
Enables people to become lost;
Forever stuck with a frown.
But the sheer number of people
Promotes ability to forget...
As new friendships blossom
The pain turns to regret.
Maye you were right all along
And my love was in vein.
But this is something I must realise
As I search for completion again.
Dec 3, 2010
Dec 3, 2010 at 5:10 AM UTC
Secluded, in my room on my time.
I pray to him.
I talk to him.
He gives me time to connect to him.
He listen.
I talk.
It's God and I alone.
No disturbance can break our connection.
And only he can comprehend my feelings.
We can explain it to a spouse.
We can explain it to a lover.
We can explain it to a friend.
Or maye to an associate.
But they wants to offer an opinion.
While God offer me a solution.
And instantly problems are solved.
If we let the message sink within our hearts.
See God doesn't judge me the way people do.
He advises me to the truth.
His judgement is crafted around our decision making.
And my comfort zone.
Is squarely in God and I alone.
He's welcome in my heart.
He's welcome in my home.
And silently accepted in my prayers on the job.
He can't be tempted.
He can't be bribed.
Jesus understood upon the mountain.
Who he wanted to be surrounded by in his solitude.
Jan 24, 2013
Jan 24, 2013 at 8:31 AM UTC
Hoop Jumping Writers
The writers have to jump thru hoops
Like trained pet dogs for a biscuit
The biscuit is a publishing deal
Or poem in print or online story
The publisher says jump
The writers ask how high?
Have you ever seen jumping writers?
The funniest sight you’ll see
All jumping together jump jump jump!
Jumping thru hoops to get in print
Doing anything for a deal
Some even leap or somersault
How do they manage it?
Dear little small time writers
Who dream of the big time
Want their name up there in lights
Will their play sell out Broadway?
Maye you’ll be the next Jackie Collins
Write something new and original
Jump thru hoops the same old ****
They tell every newbie writer
One day you’ll make it big
Each bit of writing or poem or song
Must be better than the last one
What if the writer declines?
To be big or well known
I refuse to hoop jump!
I write simply for me…
Aug 19, 2024
Aug 19, 2024 at 8:43 AM UTC