"peole" poems
MASK VS MASK
TO WEAR
TO COVER UP
TO KEEP SAFE
TO NOT GET SICK
DIFFENENTCOLOURS
DIFFENENT SIZES
TO PROCET
PEOPLE WEAR MASK TO HIDE TRUE SELF
PEOLE WEAR TO HIDE A SMILE
PEOPLE WEAR TO HIDE WORDS
PEOPLE WEAR MASK TO HDE EMOTIONS
PEOPLE WEAR MASK TO HIDE SCARS
PEOPLE WEAR MASK TO HIDE PAIN
PEOPLE WEAR MASK TO HIDE THEIR FACE
PEOPLE WEAR MASK TO HIDE MASK VS MASK
TO WEAR
TO COVER UP
TO KEEP SAFE
TO NOT GET SICK
DIFFENENTCOLOURS
DIFFENENT SIZES
TO PROCET
PEOPLE WEAR MASK TO HIDE TRUE SELF
PEOLE WEAR TO HIDE A SMILE
PEOPLE WEAR TO HIDE WORDS
PEOPLE WEAR MASK TO HDE EMOTIONS
PEOPLE WEAR MASK TO HIDE SCARS
PEOPLE WEAR MASK TO HIDE PAIN
PEOPLE WEAR MASK TO HIDE THEIR FACE
PEOPLE WEAR MASK TO HIDE CRYNG
PEOPLE WEAR MASK TO HIDE THIER HAPPINESS
MASK VS MASK
MANY DIFFERENT WAYS TO WEAR THE MASK
PEOPLE WEAR MASK TO HIDE THEIR HAPPINESS
MASK VS MASK
MANY DIFFERENT WAYS TO WEAR THE MASK
Sep 4, 2024
Sep 4, 2024 at 7:08 PM UTC
What is living?
I dont know.
Some people living their life with happiness
Some peole living their life with sadness
And most people living their life with both situation.
When some people think that life is just a wasting time.
They never feel like really happy
They never feel like really sad
They wanted to feel them.
How it feels like to be really happy until you smile everyday?
How it feels like to be sad until you want to end your life?
For some people, life is just wasting time
You just do everything in circle day by day,
Time by time
The exact same thing
There's no happiness, sadness, or excited over something
Their heart just empty.
Well, maybe life is not wasting time
But we are waiting time,
To die
That's okay
Maybe we can find something exciting in there
Just wait
Oct 10, 2021
Oct 10, 2021 at 10:15 AM UTC
Why is she so Negative
Is it because she thinks she's cool
or because she is at school.
Her negativity makes me sick
I wonder what makes her such a never mind
Newsflash woman
People do have it harder than you
Some people like to smile
Some peole need inspirational quotes
Some people are happy
Im
so
sorry
That you feel so
Negative
May 19, 2015
May 19, 2015 at 2:38 PM UTC
i love the freckles on your back,
the way you smile and just stare,
making me feel like i'm walking on air,
i love that goofy way you laugh.
driving around with you and acting stupid,
losing track of time, the amazing feeling that i get,
when your lips touch mine.
lying next to you,
feeling safe in your embrace,
i feel like my heart has finaly found a home,
blissfuly lost in time and space.
you, are the sid to my nancy.
the glen to my maggie.
you're the david to my darlene.
the ***** in my soda
the peanut butter to my jelly.
you came into my life like a beautiful sunset
after a tornado, and you never cease to amaze me.
& you're better than anything i've ever ever dreamed of my love,
it's our 2 year aniversary, and i've never felt so passionate, safe,
beautiful or happy. then i do, dancing & laughing with you. bullshitting and being lazy, smiling from ear to ear, shouting at random peole,
acting dumb having fun and being crazy, ane i pray that it's this way for an eternity, because nothing is better than when you and i are together,
or the way those big brown eyes light up when you look at me. i'm so happy that you're my baby.
Aug 14, 2014
Aug 14, 2014 at 3:14 PM UTC
I hear a voice.
I'm not crazy...
Or am I?
The voice is persuasive.
Persistent.
A constant in my pitiful life.
It laughs at me.
Tells me I'm worthless,
No one cares,
I'm a coward for not having done this sooner.
And this time, it tells me,
There's nothing to stop me.
No reason left to be alive.
The voice taunts me.
Laughs at me.
Convinces me
That I'm pointless,
And to run the knife across my wrist,
To accidentally cut myself shaving,
To climb onto the roof
And jump
Or hang myself,
To overdose,
To drown myself in the bathtub
Would be a great idea.
People would be glad.
And now, I hear another voice.
Yup, I'm crazy...
Right?
This voice is quiet,
Kind, as opposed to the first.
It reminds me
I am here for a reason.
The voice has a plan for me,
It knows I'm worth it,
After all, it created me.
The voice reminds me of the peole who care.
Screaming, the first voice leaves,
But promises he'll be back
As I give the second voice my full attention,
And decide to live another day.;
Jul 11, 2011
Jul 11, 2011 at 6:49 PM UTC
I know some about you,
although it is only data,
images, words, & letters.
Which I somehow assemble,
into the concept of a person,
tapping on the other end,
of our digitally connected screens.
a connection, but also a barrier,
between which no two peole can touch.
you can send yourself in spirit,
but what gets left behind in your pixels,
is you.
Jun 15, 2014
Jun 15, 2014 at 3:39 PM UTC
When people talk about nicotine
why do they only ever talk about the addiction?
why does no one ever
speak
of the choice you made to start
of the goodbye to normal breath where you
didn't find yourself craving for
more
When people talk about alcohol
why do they only ever talk about the hangovers?
why does everyone just
ignore
the infinitely perfect moment
the absurd impossibility of the existence of a time
outside of childhood where you can dwell
in blissful
ignorance
When peole talk about writing
why do they only ever talk about the worlds inside your head?
why does someone somewhere
always
pretend away the slow deterioration
pretend the pros outweigh the cons of voices walking around
dressed up as friends to your fading
sanity
When people talk about love
why do they only ever talk about the heart and blood and soul?
why does anyone even
bother
talking about love in the first place
when all it is is tingling skin and melting bones
complete with the undue thought of
you and
me
Jan 2, 2017
Jan 2, 2017 at 5:34 AM UTC
What if all love songs should be sing for ourselves? What is the real love is being in love with yourself and all the rest is just a plus.
I am tired of those stories that never work. Of those feelings that always hurts, of those peole that always lie of this society that is always wrong.
I am just going to listen at those happy love song thinking they are written for me. Like my soul and my head are 2 different persons and protect and love each other forever. Because at the end the only person who will stay forever will be me. At the end the only person I want to keep up with is me.
I promise I would keep myself happy because no-one is responsible more for my happiness.
Jan 26, 2018
Jan 26, 2018 at 12:51 AM UTC
Children are the most beautiful people
They have joy in they hearts but some of them are sad
While some are having fun
I often think about the children
Who have nothing to eat
But I have been
Looking at the waste some people have in food
As peole we need to think about every child/mom/Dad
Who have nothing to eat and stop wasting food and help others
Who don't have
Aug 13, 2014
Aug 13, 2014 at 2:56 PM UTC
Children are the most beautiful people
They have joy in they hearts but some of them are sad
While some are having fun
I often think about the children
Who have nothing to eat
But I have been
Looking at the waste some people have in food
As peole we need to think about every child/mom/Dad
Who have nothing to eat and stop wasting food and help others
Who don't have
Aug 13, 2014
Aug 13, 2014 at 3:05 PM UTC
Children are the most beautiful people
They have joy in they hearts but some of them are sad
While some are having fun
I often think about the children
Who have nothing to eat
But I have been
Looking at the waste some people have in food
As peole we need to think about every child/mom/Dad
Who have nothing to eat and stop wasting food and help others
Who don't have
Aug 13, 2014
Aug 13, 2014 at 3:05 PM UTC