"onr" poems
I'm in it for the long run.
It's easy to get up and run.
But obstacles are created to survive.
And as long as you have love.
There's nothing you can't get over.
Some keeps numbers.
And blame marriage ending on many things.
Except the immaturity of those.
Who shouldn't have gotten marry in the first place?
Those that lives together.
Really doesn't have the same rules applied.
As those that walked down the asle.
To say "I do" with the person on their side.
We live in a world.
Where problems aren't addressed?
Where avoiding them just seems best.
Those that stays together understand love.
A trust.
A defense to protect onr another.
Anything divide can't last long.
To stay marry means you must stand tall.
And be strong.
Anniversay are meant to be a joy.
But some takes it and treated it like chore.
Where is the love?
Words written.
Or simply spoken.
Should be expressive.
That you wants to be in love.
And comprehend the best to come from it.
Jul 6, 2012
Jul 6, 2012 at 9:08 PM UTC
I saw muself falling apart
with a wounded soul and a broken heart
In a sh*tty place full of durt
everything in me screaming i'm hurt
Under the grey cloudy sky
with onr half opened eye
i can see where i will die
Laying alone on the ground
where no living thing is around
so sure that i can't be found
I don't know what happened to me
all i needed is someone to care about me
someone to make a better happy me
I guess everything is messed up
my redeem is that i'm giving up
cause i know it's hard to stand up
For all what i desired i was banned
everything was out of my hand
and after all what i have been through
i think all of this has come to an end.
Aug 6, 2017
Aug 6, 2017 at 10:00 AM UTC
Now a days,
It seems that all we talk of
Is the 'romantic' heart break
The onr that has
You falling apart at two am
Crying into your pillow
And sobbing till you fall asleep.
Yes that's heart break.
What about the truly heart shattering heart break though?
The one that isn't romantic one bit?
Not movie like?
Not story like.
The one,
Where you're getting a glass of water
At one p.m. when you finally woke up
And all you can do
Is stare blankly at that glass
And think about how that purple glass
Was his favorite shade
And that you too at one point where his favorite girl.
How come on one talks about the heart shattering heart break
At two p.m.
When you shatter the glass.
Because that glass and shade of purple
And is no longer his favorite either?
Feb 3, 2018
Feb 3, 2018 at 9:05 PM UTC
You’r exploiting the weaker
The same way
As you are being exploited
By the mightier in anyway.
And this vicious circle goes on
Where the mightiest reigns on.
If you want to break
This vicious circle
Then start at least
At your own level.
Bring a smile on
The face of a sad one
Bring hues to the
Life of a deserted one.
Agree what can one flower
Do in this vast jungle,
But remember
Your blossoming will
Be a great revolution
Seeing you flowering
Other buds will be motivated,
By your blossoming
At least a corner will be scented.
What’s the use of
Sitting hands-crossed
Better to do little
Than sitting legs-crossed,
So try giving a mild ****
To this vicious circle.
If you are sincere onr
Then see the miracle.
Then realise what is
Your actual existence,
A single tiny lamp
Disperses darkness
With in its range,
Apr 27, 2020
Apr 27, 2020 at 10:09 AM UTC