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 Jun 2016 Yusof Asnan
Aeerdna
Forget me not
when my soul will go to sleep,
when my lungs will stop breathing
and my ashes will disappear in the wind,
when my eyes will shut,
my colours will fade to grey
and my words will quietly remain
behind my cold lips,
forget me not
when my time will come to go to the unknown world
when my legs will stop walking
and my heart will stop pumping
when my arms won't have the power
to hold you closely,
when I will be living only in the past tense,
in lost whispers
and fading memories
forget me not
forget me not
I'll still be here
I'll still be here
to kiss your heart.
 Jun 2016 Yusof Asnan
TL Capers
in a world stipend of imagination
Minds lost due to the lack of collaboration
Ancient minds plus modern moderation
Used to create a new world placed in cyber nation
Souls placed on a hiatus,hibernation, asleep, never to be awaken, late nights, early mornings, outside, inside, skeletons and cross bones bare skin, I'm naked.
Shaken not obscured
Baking' not burned
Illusions of the disillusioned
A process of the microderm
abrasions,Be patient , the point was made when you made it.
To be lost is to go back
Be found is to continue
Travel light, blind yourself
What you see is what you forget
Before it was lit it was dark. To see is to be
To be in stagnation or not to be in progression: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them?
 Jun 2016 Yusof Asnan
TL Capers
The 2nd flower 1st world: part 2

She serenades sounds
Eternal ecliptic exquisite
Refined radiant resplendent
Epodic elegiac embodiment
Naturally noticeable nutriment
Ideally idyllic iambic
Toast to this
YOU

If words describe she
Then I will create her meaning
S.E.R.E.N.I.T.Y
Homework, or battling demons?
School, or exploring abandoned houses?
People that lie to you, or people you can trust?
Crying yourself to sleep, or midnight adventures?
Sleeping alone, or cuddling until you fall asleep in their arms?
Left in silence falling into a spiral of negativity, or so much fun that you forget all the bad?

But the real question is:

The real world, or the world inside your head?

*I know which I would choose...
I am invisible
And I have a temper
Most people ignore me
I'm noticed by nobody
Never listened to
Visible to nobody
I want to
SCREAM!
It wouldn't make a difference though
Because nobody would
Listen, and
Even if they did, they wouldn't care...
Don't let them see you cry,
Don't let them see you're vulnerable,
Don't let them see how you feel,
Don't let them see you're weak.

You’re weak! I’m not weak! You don’t know what I’ve been through.
You’re weak! I’m not weak! You don’t see what I see.
You’re weak! I’m not weak! You don’t feel what I’m feeling.
You’re weak! I’m not weak!
This is the chorus and bridge of a song that I wrote myself; it's all about how people associate crying with individuals being attention seekers and they don't realize that there might actually be something wrong.
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