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The Girl I Once Loved
The girl I once loved
Was the most beautiful of all,
With a radiant smile, and the kindest soul.
The girl I once loved
Had dark brown hair and big doe eyes,
Her soulful voice, her smile so wide.
She was as an angel in human disguise.
She was the person I looked up to,
Someone with whom I’d forever want to be.
We grew up together, a promise of ’forever after’
Shared stories and laughter.
The girl I once loved
Was the most beautiful of all,
With the kindest soul,
And a radiant smile to recall.
To the girl I once loved so dear,
I wish I could convey how much I hold you near.
In my heart, you meant the world to me,
All the things that made you perfect that you couldn’t see.
I wish you could see through my eyes,
Feel what I felt, no disguise.
To the girl I once loved dearly,
I hope to see your smile, sincerely.
To you, my dear love,
With the prettiest smile from above,
My first love, my life,
I hope you’ll smile again in time.
To you, my dear, my life’s treasure,
My love for you, no one can measure.
The world may not understand, but let them be,
Your happiness is everything I need to live.
To you, my dear, so pure,
The girl I still adore,
May you find happiness again.
Was the most beautiful of all,
With a radiant smile, and the kindest soul.
The girl I once loved
Had dark brown hair and big doe eyes,
Her soulful voice, her smile so wide.
She was as an angel in human disguise.
She was the person I looked up to,
Someone with whom I’d forever want to be.
We grew up together, a promise of ’forever after’
Shared stories and laughter.
The girl I once loved
Was the most beautiful of all,
With the kindest soul,
And a radiant smile to recall.
To the girl I once loved so dear,
I wish I could convey how much I hold you near.
In my heart, you meant the world to me,
All the things that made you perfect that you couldn’t see.
I wish you could see through my eyes,
Feel what I felt, no disguise.
To the girl I once loved dearly,
I hope to see your smile, sincerely.
To you, my dear love,
With the prettiest smile from above,
My first love, my life,
I hope you’ll smile again in time.
To you, my dear, my life’s treasure,
My love for you, no one can measure.
The world may not understand, but let them be,
Your happiness is everything I need to live.
To you, my dear, so pure,
The girl I still adore,
May you find happiness again.
shine coshine
Sofa
I’m wasting my day again, staring at the TV,
Watching romcom movies, lost in memories of you and me.
The song you once loved hums softly on the radio,
And I swear I hear your voice, though you left long ago.
I forgot to turn off the stove, extinguish the fire inside,
Forgot to pull back the curtains and let the sunlight collide.
I’m sitting on the sofa, reliving our past times,
Wishing I could erase it all and rewrite the lines.
The coffee’s gone bitter, like memories now stale,
I read yesterday’s news, retelling a hollow tale.
It’s all old news— like us, like what we used to be,
Yet I read it again, hoping for something I failed to see.
I missed the alarm, slept through the whole day,
Watched the walls crumble, but I couldn’t get away.
The cracks are growing deeper, but you can’t hear me shout,
So I drown the silence in liquor, trying to drink the pain out.
I’m sitting with your ghost on this worn-out sofa,
As you hum along to the radio, though it was a while ago.
I’m wasting my days again, staring at the TV,
Watching those romcoms you used to love with me.
Watching romcom movies, lost in memories of you and me.
The song you once loved hums softly on the radio,
And I swear I hear your voice, though you left long ago.
I forgot to turn off the stove, extinguish the fire inside,
Forgot to pull back the curtains and let the sunlight collide.
I’m sitting on the sofa, reliving our past times,
Wishing I could erase it all and rewrite the lines.
The coffee’s gone bitter, like memories now stale,
I read yesterday’s news, retelling a hollow tale.
It’s all old news— like us, like what we used to be,
Yet I read it again, hoping for something I failed to see.
I missed the alarm, slept through the whole day,
Watched the walls crumble, but I couldn’t get away.
The cracks are growing deeper, but you can’t hear me shout,
So I drown the silence in liquor, trying to drink the pain out.
I’m sitting with your ghost on this worn-out sofa,
As you hum along to the radio, though it was a while ago.
I’m wasting my days again, staring at the TV,
Watching those romcoms you used to love with me.
shine coshine
To Love a Bad Boy
I’ve never been the bad boy type
I’ve always gravitated towards the soft boys
the ones with sensitive smiles
big hearts
and curly blonde hair
but sometimes I think
”wouldn’t it be lovely to love a bad boy?”
to live an adrenaline-filled romance
to be swept off my feet by a whirlwind of a man
to be the sweet sunshine to brighten his brooding world
to have an opposite to attract to
sometimes I think that to love a bad boy
would feel like truly living for the first time
like standing on the edge of a cliff
and shouting into the abyss
like driving on the back of a motorcycle in the dark
with the speed ticking towards 100
like being on fire with a passion
that can’t be put out
and suddenly I feel like I haven’t lived at all
A/N: this is about a fictional character :)
I’ve always gravitated towards the soft boys
the ones with sensitive smiles
big hearts
and curly blonde hair
but sometimes I think
”wouldn’t it be lovely to love a bad boy?”
to live an adrenaline-filled romance
to be swept off my feet by a whirlwind of a man
to be the sweet sunshine to brighten his brooding world
to have an opposite to attract to
sometimes I think that to love a bad boy
would feel like truly living for the first time
like standing on the edge of a cliff
and shouting into the abyss
like driving on the back of a motorcycle in the dark
with the speed ticking towards 100
like being on fire with a passion
that can’t be put out
and suddenly I feel like I haven’t lived at all
A/N: this is about a fictional character :)
𝙰𝚗𝚗 𝙴. 𝙼𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚣𝚒𝚎
My Unreturned Feelings...
Turning the pages of my worn-out book,
Mind drifting, floating somewhere, suddenly shook,
Headfirst to the ground, I fell, surprised,
When scribbles from back then caught my eyes,
In small letters written ”Hey I’m bored”
”Hey bored focus on the board”
A smile crept on my lips reminiscing of those times,
Yet strangely no warmth I find inside.
Stealing glances at you was my habit,
Praying not to get caught, I must admit,
How I miss those days, when on your face the sun would shine,
Admiring you from beside, hoping you’d be mine,
Turning my eyes away when you looked my way,
I knew it would end someday,
But unprepared I was, it took me a while,
To sit beside an empty seat, not seeing your smile,
Without the sun painting your face with its light,
I wasn’t ready to bid you goodbye, not quite.
As morning dawned, tears welled in your eyes,
You were moving far away from this tiny countryside,
I didn’t cry, said it would be fine,
But deep down, I knew it wouldn’t, I just lied.
Plans to meet made, promises to call,
But distance and time took their toll,
I am left alone in this small, familiar place,
Everything’s the same, but you’re not here to embrace,
Weirdly it feels like I’ve lost a part of me,
Regrets of what-ifs cling, tormenting me,
If only I had expressed what I felt and not been scared and slow,
Maybe it would have been easier for me to let go,
And live without these unreturned feelings that only grow.
I liked you years ago and I still do even now,
And I fear falling for another, my heart won’t allow.
P. S. It’s supposed be a story, I’m lazy that’s why I just made it into a poem...
Mind drifting, floating somewhere, suddenly shook,
Headfirst to the ground, I fell, surprised,
When scribbles from back then caught my eyes,
In small letters written ”Hey I’m bored”
”Hey bored focus on the board”
A smile crept on my lips reminiscing of those times,
Yet strangely no warmth I find inside.
Stealing glances at you was my habit,
Praying not to get caught, I must admit,
How I miss those days, when on your face the sun would shine,
Admiring you from beside, hoping you’d be mine,
Turning my eyes away when you looked my way,
I knew it would end someday,
But unprepared I was, it took me a while,
To sit beside an empty seat, not seeing your smile,
Without the sun painting your face with its light,
I wasn’t ready to bid you goodbye, not quite.
As morning dawned, tears welled in your eyes,
You were moving far away from this tiny countryside,
I didn’t cry, said it would be fine,
But deep down, I knew it wouldn’t, I just lied.
Plans to meet made, promises to call,
But distance and time took their toll,
I am left alone in this small, familiar place,
Everything’s the same, but you’re not here to embrace,
Weirdly it feels like I’ve lost a part of me,
Regrets of what-ifs cling, tormenting me,
If only I had expressed what I felt and not been scared and slow,
Maybe it would have been easier for me to let go,
And live without these unreturned feelings that only grow.
I liked you years ago and I still do even now,
And I fear falling for another, my heart won’t allow.
P. S. It’s supposed be a story, I’m lazy that’s why I just made it into a poem...
shine coshine
Dear Mr Scammer
Dear Mr Scammer,
Why you gotta be so fake?
Why you not a real person?
Why you wriggle like a snake?
Why you gotta take the words I write
And turn them into cash?
Why a lotta folks I know would like to kick you in your—
Ash and charcoal cinders
Mark and make the page with pitch,
But you hide behind the DMs
Like a sneaky little snitch.
Which is really most annoying,
What is ‘real’ breaks at the seams.
Why you gotta be decoying?
Why you toying with my dreams?
Why you gotta make up stories
‘Bout the contacts that you know?
Why you trawling categories
Like a keyword-trolling ho?
If you wanna make up fiction
Write some books or pen some verse,
Why you gotta bring such friction
Every time that you converse?
Lastly Mr Scammer
There’s one thing I’d like to know
When you look into the mirror,
When you’re really all alone:
Does this outreaching of pretense
Make you feel like a success?
Piggybacking at the expense
Of the creative process?
Do you ever stare and wonder,
Do you ever deconstruct,
Why so many writers send you
Words that rhyme with ‘debt’ and ‘ducked’?
Cos while you’re busy scamming
We hack keys that you forsook,
Factor that into your spamming,
Yours sincerely,
Neobook
Why you gotta be so fake?
Why you not a real person?
Why you wriggle like a snake?
Why you gotta take the words I write
And turn them into cash?
Why a lotta folks I know would like to kick you in your—
Ash and charcoal cinders
Mark and make the page with pitch,
But you hide behind the DMs
Like a sneaky little snitch.
Which is really most annoying,
What is ‘real’ breaks at the seams.
Why you gotta be decoying?
Why you toying with my dreams?
Why you gotta make up stories
‘Bout the contacts that you know?
Why you trawling categories
Like a keyword-trolling ho?
If you wanna make up fiction
Write some books or pen some verse,
Why you gotta bring such friction
Every time that you converse?
Lastly Mr Scammer
There’s one thing I’d like to know
When you look into the mirror,
When you’re really all alone:
Does this outreaching of pretense
Make you feel like a success?
Piggybacking at the expense
Of the creative process?
Do you ever stare and wonder,
Do you ever deconstruct,
Why so many writers send you
Words that rhyme with ‘debt’ and ‘ducked’?
Cos while you’re busy scamming
We hack keys that you forsook,
Factor that into your spamming,
Yours sincerely,
Neobook
Secret Geek
I Did Everything
You told me to change
Said I wasn’t enough
You needed someone
to make you proud
You told me to be someone
I wasn’t
Indirectly urged me to lose myself
So I did
Now you’re asking me why
I’m not the same
Claiming it’s not how I was
supposed to be
Now you’re asking me why
I have changed
Tell me, what am I
supposed to do?
I listened to your words
with no choice
Did all you asked
Believing all was for the best
Believing your every lie
I did everything you wanted
Tried my best to meet your standards
Striving to be that child
who’d make you proud
But it seems as though I’ve failed
As if all I did is in vain
Because you’re still not satisfied
But I lost myself in the trying
Tell me, what am I
supposed to do now?
I did everything
Didn’t play with other kids
Tried my best to avoid foolishness
Worked to be someone
I wasn’t
I did my best to meet your standards
To live your dreams
To live as you wanted
Thinking of you as family
You were the only one for me
Now I don’t know
what I’m supposed to be
I don’t even recognize
me
You told me, so I did
Everything
But you’re still not satisfied
Now I don’t know why I even tried
Said I wasn’t enough
You needed someone
to make you proud
You told me to be someone
I wasn’t
Indirectly urged me to lose myself
So I did
Now you’re asking me why
I’m not the same
Claiming it’s not how I was
supposed to be
Now you’re asking me why
I have changed
Tell me, what am I
supposed to do?
I listened to your words
with no choice
Did all you asked
Believing all was for the best
Believing your every lie
I did everything you wanted
Tried my best to meet your standards
Striving to be that child
who’d make you proud
But it seems as though I’ve failed
As if all I did is in vain
Because you’re still not satisfied
But I lost myself in the trying
Tell me, what am I
supposed to do now?
I did everything
Didn’t play with other kids
Tried my best to avoid foolishness
Worked to be someone
I wasn’t
I did my best to meet your standards
To live your dreams
To live as you wanted
Thinking of you as family
You were the only one for me
Now I don’t know
what I’m supposed to be
I don’t even recognize
me
You told me, so I did
Everything
But you’re still not satisfied
Now I don’t know why I even tried
shine coshine
Neverland
Come on take me
to your Neverland.
Show me how you
always understand.
I feel like I will
get lost in your eyes.
You can make me
feel like a butterfly.
I don’t know why
you can say goodbye.
I won’t let you
ever ever cry.
I can touch and see
your face in the sand.
I know you will
always give me a hand.
to your Neverland.
Show me how you
always understand.
I feel like I will
get lost in your eyes.
You can make me
feel like a butterfly.
I don’t know why
you can say goodbye.
I won’t let you
ever ever cry.
I can touch and see
your face in the sand.
I know you will
always give me a hand.
Alice Nicole
Eyes talk
If eyes talk, i talk too much.
You know when i cry,
The red rims of my eyes
You know when im happy,
The slight scrunch of joy
You know my whole life,
The desperation of being more.
You know who i am,
And that scares the shit out of me,
To be vulnrable in a world where
People are unpredictable
And the only thing you can rely on,
Is yourself.
You know when i cry,
The red rims of my eyes
You know when im happy,
The slight scrunch of joy
You know my whole life,
The desperation of being more.
You know who i am,
And that scares the shit out of me,
To be vulnrable in a world where
People are unpredictable
And the only thing you can rely on,
Is yourself.
Nan ♡
Girl in the Mirrior
(DISCLAIMER! This is disturbing, but I promise you this is just a POEM! Nothing more)
That bottomless pain in my heart only caves in deeper as the days pass on
I feel like I’m drowning in my grief—
thick and sickening
Whenever I look at my reflection
my emotions slip away and I curse myself
My heart crumbles to dust
I want to break every mirror I see,
I never want to see the girl looking back at me ever again
I want to tear her apart
What happened to her?
I hate her so much,
this girl
I wish she never screwed her life up as she had
She makes me want to scream
and crumple to the ground
and die
Why do I have to see that girl
whenever I see a reflection?
What have I turned into?
What am I doing?
I hate that girl in the mirror
looking back at me
I wish she would disappear
I want her to die
and never come back
I’m drowning and I can’t. . .
I just can’t anymore
I never want to see her again
Just die already,
girl in the mirror,
whose eyes are full of pain
without a tear to drop
Just die
That bottomless pain in my heart only caves in deeper as the days pass on
I feel like I’m drowning in my grief—
thick and sickening
Whenever I look at my reflection
my emotions slip away and I curse myself
My heart crumbles to dust
I want to break every mirror I see,
I never want to see the girl looking back at me ever again
I want to tear her apart
What happened to her?
I hate her so much,
this girl
I wish she never screwed her life up as she had
She makes me want to scream
and crumple to the ground
and die
Why do I have to see that girl
whenever I see a reflection?
What have I turned into?
What am I doing?
I hate that girl in the mirror
looking back at me
I wish she would disappear
I want her to die
and never come back
I’m drowning and I can’t. . .
I just can’t anymore
I never want to see her again
Just die already,
girl in the mirror,
whose eyes are full of pain
without a tear to drop
Just die
APRIL Flawless
ALIVE (ZINDA)
A person doesn’t live alone
They die
By living with someone
Who doesn’t care about them,
Who is with them for selfish reasons only
They get suffocated
By becoming a second choice always
By feeling that
They’ll never be someone’s priority
They suffer
How are they alive
Didn’t the loneliness kill them?
Didn’t they shatter into thousands of pieces upon being used?
Didn’t they feel like dieing
Upon becoming just a backup?
And their smile
Yes the same smile which everyone finds very lovely
The same smile no one is there to protect
How is it still there?
Who will explain people
Corpse also walk
How can someone look shattered
When they are broken from inside
Not every smile reaches the eyes
The tears in one’s eyes aren’t shown.
PS: Never make someone feel they deserve to be a second option only, not a priority
Never expect a person to come and tell you their pain easily,
if they could they wouldn’t be broken
Never ignore the signs, giving hints is the most a person suffering can do
Never let the person willing to die reach the level of attempting once
they won’t stop till they succeed.
HINDI VERSION:
Insaan akele jeeta nahi,
Marta hai
Kisi aise ke saath rehne se
Jisko uski kadar nahi,
Jo bas matlab ke liye saath hai
Ghutan hoti hai
Humesha second choice bane reh jane se
Yeh ehsaas hone se ki
Kabhi woh kisiki priority na banega
Takleef hoti hai
Na jaane kaise zinda hai woh
Kya akelapan use kha nahi gaya?
Kya istemaal hone ke baad uske hazaaron tukade nahi ho gaye?
Kya kewal ek backup banne se
Mar jaane ka man nahi kar gaya?
Aur uski hasi
Ha wahi hasi jo sabko pyaari lagti hai
Wahi hasi jiski hifaazat karne wala nahi
Kaise hai barkarar?
Kaun samajhaye logo ko
Laashein bhi chalti hai
Kaise bikhra hua dikhe woh
Jo andar se toota hai
Har hasi aankho tak nahi pahuchti
Aankho ki nami dikhayi nahi jaati.
They die
By living with someone
Who doesn’t care about them,
Who is with them for selfish reasons only
They get suffocated
By becoming a second choice always
By feeling that
They’ll never be someone’s priority
They suffer
How are they alive
Didn’t the loneliness kill them?
Didn’t they shatter into thousands of pieces upon being used?
Didn’t they feel like dieing
Upon becoming just a backup?
And their smile
Yes the same smile which everyone finds very lovely
The same smile no one is there to protect
How is it still there?
Who will explain people
Corpse also walk
How can someone look shattered
When they are broken from inside
Not every smile reaches the eyes
The tears in one’s eyes aren’t shown.
PS: Never make someone feel they deserve to be a second option only, not a priority
Never expect a person to come and tell you their pain easily,
if they could they wouldn’t be broken
Never ignore the signs, giving hints is the most a person suffering can do
Never let the person willing to die reach the level of attempting once
they won’t stop till they succeed.
HINDI VERSION:
Insaan akele jeeta nahi,
Marta hai
Kisi aise ke saath rehne se
Jisko uski kadar nahi,
Jo bas matlab ke liye saath hai
Ghutan hoti hai
Humesha second choice bane reh jane se
Yeh ehsaas hone se ki
Kabhi woh kisiki priority na banega
Takleef hoti hai
Na jaane kaise zinda hai woh
Kya akelapan use kha nahi gaya?
Kya istemaal hone ke baad uske hazaaron tukade nahi ho gaye?
Kya kewal ek backup banne se
Mar jaane ka man nahi kar gaya?
Aur uski hasi
Ha wahi hasi jo sabko pyaari lagti hai
Wahi hasi jiski hifaazat karne wala nahi
Kaise hai barkarar?
Kaun samajhaye logo ko
Laashein bhi chalti hai
Kaise bikhra hua dikhe woh
Jo andar se toota hai
Har hasi aankho tak nahi pahuchti
Aankho ki nami dikhayi nahi jaati.
wandering mind
I Don’t Know Why, I Even Try
Soft-spoken
Not profane
Another argument I must refrain,
From sharing my thoughts
Calling the shots
Hoping my stance comes clear
And that my respect isn’t seen as mere
Once I step up,
To the conversation
I can already feel the agitation
”I disagree with this”
”I disagree with that”
Could you even hear each other’s perspective?
We’re getting off track!
Combative is the spirit
Being heard is the goal
If you refuse to listen, the purpose is gone as a whole
So I ask you
The one with malice in their eyes,
Why did I even try?
Not profane
Another argument I must refrain,
From sharing my thoughts
Calling the shots
Hoping my stance comes clear
And that my respect isn’t seen as mere
Once I step up,
To the conversation
I can already feel the agitation
”I disagree with this”
”I disagree with that”
Could you even hear each other’s perspective?
We’re getting off track!
Combative is the spirit
Being heard is the goal
If you refuse to listen, the purpose is gone as a whole
So I ask you
The one with malice in their eyes,
Why did I even try?
AN AN
The poet in me has died
I used to hear melodies in the rushes of the wind
I used to see meaning in the night sky
I used to seak comfort in my own mind
but the poet in me has died
Everywhere I went I heard a song
Everywhere I looked, there I saw colour
Everywhere I was there was a muse
but the poet in me has died
My heart would constantly desire
the freedom of a pencil stroke and a thought
My mind would work at one with my heart
but the poet in me has died
Now I lost part of my world
what once was the melody of the wind
is now just a cold breeze
what once was a song of the past
is now just a nostalgic memory
all because the poet in me has died
I used to see meaning in the night sky
I used to seak comfort in my own mind
but the poet in me has died
Everywhere I went I heard a song
Everywhere I looked, there I saw colour
Everywhere I was there was a muse
but the poet in me has died
My heart would constantly desire
the freedom of a pencil stroke and a thought
My mind would work at one with my heart
but the poet in me has died
Now I lost part of my world
what once was the melody of the wind
is now just a cold breeze
what once was a song of the past
is now just a nostalgic memory
all because the poet in me has died
iki
Fragments Of My Childhood
The fragrance of my childhood
Hides in the folds of your embrace.
You were warm, like the sun’s rays,
Whenever I needed you, you were there.
I thought our relationship would always stay that way.
I loved you so much, and I expected you to do the same,
But with time, our relationship got tainted,
And our love for each other slowly faded.
With passing years, the distance grew between us.
It’s not like I don’t love you anymore,
I still do as much as before,
And I know you love me too,
But it does not feel the same anymore.
You are here, but when I look for you,
I just cannot find you anywhere.
Even though the world left me behind,
I hoped you would be with me through time.
In the fragments of my childhood,
All the love you gave me, I still remember,
But all the times you looked at me with contempt, I still remember.
My love for you is still there,
Your love for me is still here.
But our relationship is not like before,
Even though we are so close by,
It feels like we are countries apart.
I can’t feel your warmth anymore,
All the good memories of you are here,
You too are here, but it’s not like before.
In the fragments of my childhood,
All the love you gave me, I still remember,
In those fragments, I remember how
You used to smile and look at me with love.
In your embrace, I felt all the warmth.
You were there for me whenever I cried,
And when I needed you, you appeared right before my eyes.
But now that I am older, things have changed.
As I look at you, I don’t feel the same,
You’re still as before, but we are not anymore.
People say, with time, relationships change, and I guess that’s true.
What we have now is hard to believe, describe.
In the fragments of my childhood,
All the love you gave me, I still remember,
How you looked at me lovingly, I still reminisce and smile.
But I still remember how you gazed at me as if I were something filthy.
In those fragments of my childhood,
I still remember that young child who used to be happy.
And loved their mother dearly; they still do,
But it’s not the same anymore.
It’s all just confined to those fragments,
And those fragments are slowly fading away,
Like those dreams that fade over time.
In the fragments of my childhood,
All the love you gave me, I still remember,
All the times you smiled at me lovingly, I still remember.
But just like a dream, it doesn’t feel real anymore.
Hides in the folds of your embrace.
You were warm, like the sun’s rays,
Whenever I needed you, you were there.
I thought our relationship would always stay that way.
I loved you so much, and I expected you to do the same,
But with time, our relationship got tainted,
And our love for each other slowly faded.
With passing years, the distance grew between us.
It’s not like I don’t love you anymore,
I still do as much as before,
And I know you love me too,
But it does not feel the same anymore.
You are here, but when I look for you,
I just cannot find you anywhere.
Even though the world left me behind,
I hoped you would be with me through time.
In the fragments of my childhood,
All the love you gave me, I still remember,
But all the times you looked at me with contempt, I still remember.
My love for you is still there,
Your love for me is still here.
But our relationship is not like before,
Even though we are so close by,
It feels like we are countries apart.
I can’t feel your warmth anymore,
All the good memories of you are here,
You too are here, but it’s not like before.
In the fragments of my childhood,
All the love you gave me, I still remember,
In those fragments, I remember how
You used to smile and look at me with love.
In your embrace, I felt all the warmth.
You were there for me whenever I cried,
And when I needed you, you appeared right before my eyes.
But now that I am older, things have changed.
As I look at you, I don’t feel the same,
You’re still as before, but we are not anymore.
People say, with time, relationships change, and I guess that’s true.
What we have now is hard to believe, describe.
In the fragments of my childhood,
All the love you gave me, I still remember,
How you looked at me lovingly, I still reminisce and smile.
But I still remember how you gazed at me as if I were something filthy.
In those fragments of my childhood,
I still remember that young child who used to be happy.
And loved their mother dearly; they still do,
But it’s not the same anymore.
It’s all just confined to those fragments,
And those fragments are slowly fading away,
Like those dreams that fade over time.
In the fragments of my childhood,
All the love you gave me, I still remember,
All the times you smiled at me lovingly, I still remember.
But just like a dream, it doesn’t feel real anymore.
shine coshine
Autism
I wish I could say how it really felt,
To be trapped in a mind which I can’t help.
It changes daily and I can’t be free,
To see your emotion and how much you mean to me.
I know I’m different but it’s not okay,
I’m bound to be bullied and I have no say.
I made a few mistakes and I regret it nightly,
But I still tell those haters to come and fight me.
I can’t see what you see, you should be proud,
For me it’s either too bright, too loud, or two’s a crowd.
It hurts the brain so I keep eyes shut,
Dreaming of escape and shouting out ‘fuck.’
You scream and shout but I don’t understand,
I just need some help and to hold his hand.
It makes me a mess for people approaching me with caution,
Trying to mask the heat of exhaustion.
Music is an escape for all that’s unworthy,
No one to talk, but that’s good for me.
I relish to be alone so I don’t hurt others,
Just sitting in a book or hiding under covers.
I’m always ashamed at what I’ve become,
Though others protest it could be fun.
We laugh and play at the irony of it all,
Making fun of being too tall.
Please just listen for you’re all I know,
I dream too much for reality to flow.
But although I’m trapped in a forever prison,
I’m still here and I have Autism.
To be trapped in a mind which I can’t help.
It changes daily and I can’t be free,
To see your emotion and how much you mean to me.
I know I’m different but it’s not okay,
I’m bound to be bullied and I have no say.
I made a few mistakes and I regret it nightly,
But I still tell those haters to come and fight me.
I can’t see what you see, you should be proud,
For me it’s either too bright, too loud, or two’s a crowd.
It hurts the brain so I keep eyes shut,
Dreaming of escape and shouting out ‘fuck.’
You scream and shout but I don’t understand,
I just need some help and to hold his hand.
It makes me a mess for people approaching me with caution,
Trying to mask the heat of exhaustion.
Music is an escape for all that’s unworthy,
No one to talk, but that’s good for me.
I relish to be alone so I don’t hurt others,
Just sitting in a book or hiding under covers.
I’m always ashamed at what I’ve become,
Though others protest it could be fun.
We laugh and play at the irony of it all,
Making fun of being too tall.
Please just listen for you’re all I know,
I dream too much for reality to flow.
But although I’m trapped in a forever prison,
I’m still here and I have Autism.
Charlie !
The Garden of life
Life is a garden and aren’t we all flowers?
flowers of all colors and scent, some beautiful and some ugly yet unique in its own way.
If life is pointless, then why are we here?
Maybe we are here for the creator’s entertainment.
If that is so, I won’t force myself to like anything neither would I force myself to hate anything.
flowers of all colors and scent, some beautiful and some ugly yet unique in its own way.
If life is pointless, then why are we here?
Maybe we are here for the creator’s entertainment.
If that is so, I won’t force myself to like anything neither would I force myself to hate anything.
Buby Sama
Failure
”Step up in front of the class!”
”Describe yourself with one word”
”No inappropriate choices or phrases, don’t make it absurd!”
I curse myself seeing she picks me first
My classmates were now immersed, in my next move
I disapprove, of the laughing I hear from the back of the room
With my hands shaking, I utter ”Failure”
The teacher glances
But I’ve been on my best behavior
The laughing grows louder
The teacher scolds, how her, choice
Of words created a riot
And made the kids anything but quiet
”No, let me explain!”
”Please sit down, we don’t have all day.”
The cycle of failure continues to replay
”Describe yourself with one word”
”No inappropriate choices or phrases, don’t make it absurd!”
I curse myself seeing she picks me first
My classmates were now immersed, in my next move
I disapprove, of the laughing I hear from the back of the room
With my hands shaking, I utter ”Failure”
The teacher glances
But I’ve been on my best behavior
The laughing grows louder
The teacher scolds, how her, choice
Of words created a riot
And made the kids anything but quiet
”No, let me explain!”
”Please sit down, we don’t have all day.”
The cycle of failure continues to replay
AN AN
Painful ramblings
I know I said, it was too good to be true,
But what happened when everything was so simple?
And the birds could fly around,
and the trees could whisper tiny melodies,
and the sun could gleam,
the flowers could blossom,
and the sound of waves in the distant,
was merely just a tingling dream.
What happened to those days when I would lay on the grass?
A book in my hand, soaking up the sunshine magic.
What happened when life was stress free,
and the future inevitability was so far out of reach.
But what happened when everything was so simple?
And the birds could fly around,
and the trees could whisper tiny melodies,
and the sun could gleam,
the flowers could blossom,
and the sound of waves in the distant,
was merely just a tingling dream.
What happened to those days when I would lay on the grass?
A book in my hand, soaking up the sunshine magic.
What happened when life was stress free,
and the future inevitability was so far out of reach.
Nan ♡
”Whispers of Eternity: A Dance of Souls”
In the moonlit sky, our love takes flight,
A symphony of hearts, shining bright.
Across the stars, our souls entwine,
A love so deep, so truly divine.
Your eyes, like diamonds, sparkle with grace,
Reflecting love’s light upon my face.
In every touch, I feel the fire ignite,
Burning desire, passion’s endless flight.
Your gentle whispers, a sweet melody,
Captivating my heart, setting it free.
In every word, a love story is told,
A tale of two hearts, forever bold.
Together we dance, in an eternal embrace,
Two souls intertwined, finding solace.
In your arms, I find my sanctuary,
A love so pure, a beautiful sanctuary.
Through the storms of life, we’ll never break,
Bound by a love that nothing can shake.
In your presence, I find strength and peace,
A love that’s timeless, it will never cease.
So here’s my heart, offered in this verse,
A love that’s boundless, an eternal curse.
Forever entwined, our spirits aligned,
In this love poem, our love defined.
A symphony of hearts, shining bright.
Across the stars, our souls entwine,
A love so deep, so truly divine.
Your eyes, like diamonds, sparkle with grace,
Reflecting love’s light upon my face.
In every touch, I feel the fire ignite,
Burning desire, passion’s endless flight.
Your gentle whispers, a sweet melody,
Captivating my heart, setting it free.
In every word, a love story is told,
A tale of two hearts, forever bold.
Together we dance, in an eternal embrace,
Two souls intertwined, finding solace.
In your arms, I find my sanctuary,
A love so pure, a beautiful sanctuary.
Through the storms of life, we’ll never break,
Bound by a love that nothing can shake.
In your presence, I find strength and peace,
A love that’s timeless, it will never cease.
So here’s my heart, offered in this verse,
A love that’s boundless, an eternal curse.
Forever entwined, our spirits aligned,
In this love poem, our love defined.
Jhianne Panizales
When Everyone And No One’s Watching
When you look in my eyes and tell me I’m beautiful.
Will you do the same in front of your friends at all costs?
Will I still be the one you want when the world is watching?
Will you still hold me when your ex’s parents walk in?
Tell me I’m in all your dreams,
Tell me I’m the reason you breathe.
Will you do it in front of everyone and when there’s no one?
I think about it too often.
But will I be the one when everyone and no one is watching?
Will I still be your prize when I’m close to fifty nine?
Will you tell your friends that I’m your life?
Will I be enough for you, with the blinds closed and in front of judging eyes?
In front of strangers, will you say that you never need to see the northern lights because you are holding the sight?
Will I be enough for you when everyone and no one is watching?
When your hurt, will you call on my name on the edge of time?
Will you do the same when your family stay the night?
Will I be enough for you when everyone and no one is watching?
Will you do the same in front of your friends at all costs?
Will I still be the one you want when the world is watching?
Will you still hold me when your ex’s parents walk in?
Tell me I’m in all your dreams,
Tell me I’m the reason you breathe.
Will you do it in front of everyone and when there’s no one?
I think about it too often.
But will I be the one when everyone and no one is watching?
Will I still be your prize when I’m close to fifty nine?
Will you tell your friends that I’m your life?
Will I be enough for you, with the blinds closed and in front of judging eyes?
In front of strangers, will you say that you never need to see the northern lights because you are holding the sight?
Will I be enough for you when everyone and no one is watching?
When your hurt, will you call on my name on the edge of time?
Will you do the same when your family stay the night?
Will I be enough for you when everyone and no one is watching?
SzS 12
Hard To Unlove You
When I take a step ahead,
you force me to retreat two steps back.
Just as I sense us getting close,
you prove me wrong each time.
However, like a fool, I fall for your crafted illusion every time.
The words, like a lump in my throat, cling.
When I muster courage at last,
you make me bite my tongue and regret everything.
Unsaid words consume my mind,
eat me alive, roam freely, haunting the night.
As I attempt to crawl back from the edge,
you plunge me back deeper into the abyss.
To the world’s end, you drag me,
refusing to release me from your claws.
You’re the tunnel that surrounds me, making me devoid of light,
engulfing me in your shadow,
making me suffocated is all you do,
yet I still can’t unlove you.
I fear what I may become,
I fear I’ll never be enough.
And I’m afraid I love you so deeply,
so your pain becomes mine, it’s such a pity.
I know it’s wrong to feel hurt over your misery,
it’s your life, you choose this path of misery,
So don’t pull me along in your despair.
It’s wrong, you know, yet you still do.
I want to hate you,
but I still can’t unlove you.
I’m tracing your footsteps,
your shadow cast over me,
anxiously fearing someday I’ll become the one I hate.
So, I want to escape
from your shadow and your name.
But unfortunately, we’re bound by the same fate,
the same thread tied around our necks.
I can only run but can’t hide away
from the fate and the shadow that we share.
P.S. I think the picture is the most accurate representation for this poem...
you force me to retreat two steps back.
Just as I sense us getting close,
you prove me wrong each time.
However, like a fool, I fall for your crafted illusion every time.
The words, like a lump in my throat, cling.
When I muster courage at last,
you make me bite my tongue and regret everything.
Unsaid words consume my mind,
eat me alive, roam freely, haunting the night.
As I attempt to crawl back from the edge,
you plunge me back deeper into the abyss.
To the world’s end, you drag me,
refusing to release me from your claws.
You’re the tunnel that surrounds me, making me devoid of light,
engulfing me in your shadow,
making me suffocated is all you do,
yet I still can’t unlove you.
I fear what I may become,
I fear I’ll never be enough.
And I’m afraid I love you so deeply,
so your pain becomes mine, it’s such a pity.
I know it’s wrong to feel hurt over your misery,
it’s your life, you choose this path of misery,
So don’t pull me along in your despair.
It’s wrong, you know, yet you still do.
I want to hate you,
but I still can’t unlove you.
I’m tracing your footsteps,
your shadow cast over me,
anxiously fearing someday I’ll become the one I hate.
So, I want to escape
from your shadow and your name.
But unfortunately, we’re bound by the same fate,
the same thread tied around our necks.
I can only run but can’t hide away
from the fate and the shadow that we share.
P.S. I think the picture is the most accurate representation for this poem...
shine coshine
𝘏𝘢𝘭𝘧 𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘈𝘵 𝘔𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵
Black pearls and your eyes,
Something that I saw just once.
You didn’t say the word,
But maybe I understand.
A half moon in the sky -
I remember the flowers you like.
I said I never loved,
But I lied all along..
10 missed calls from my broken heart.
I taste depressing now -
I wish I answered to the girl at sixteen.
Oh it’s burning everywhere as I drench in the same nightmare.
Half hearts at midnight - but do you still care?
~ ᗪEE ♡
Thanks a lot for reading! 💕
Something that I saw just once.
You didn’t say the word,
But maybe I understand.
A half moon in the sky -
I remember the flowers you like.
I said I never loved,
But I lied all along..
10 missed calls from my broken heart.
I taste depressing now -
I wish I answered to the girl at sixteen.
Oh it’s burning everywhere as I drench in the same nightmare.
Half hearts at midnight - but do you still care?
~ ᗪEE ♡
Thanks a lot for reading! 💕
𝐷𝑒𝑒 💙
I hope
’Cause I don’t like to see you cry,
I don’t want to say goodbye.
Just promise me that you’ll smile,
Everytime you say goodnight.
I’ll look into your eye,
And promise to always try.
Whenever you say Hi,
My day becomes bright.
I’ll chase down the light,
And forever bring it to your sight.
Just promise me that you’ll smile,
Everytime you say goodnight.
’Cause you light up my every night,
I hope I always stay in your sight.
I don’t want to say goodbye.
Just promise me that you’ll smile,
Everytime you say goodnight.
I’ll look into your eye,
And promise to always try.
Whenever you say Hi,
My day becomes bright.
I’ll chase down the light,
And forever bring it to your sight.
Just promise me that you’ll smile,
Everytime you say goodnight.
’Cause you light up my every night,
I hope I always stay in your sight.
Alice Nicole
Words
What is it that makes a true poet?
I’m often sick of the words I speak.
One after another is all as we know it,
All I wanna do is change the fleet.
Blow out the candle and rhyme, rhyme,
That’s all I’m bound to do.
Why can’t I have words that are only mine?
Something that will actually please you.
I hate poetry but can’t stop writing,
It draws me back every day.
I don’t care, I wanna stop fighting,
Where the fuck is my say?
We learn, we lose, then we win big,
But never receive a proper prize.
I ain’t ever heard of a poet gig,
Not appreciated until we dies.
I publish but no one cares or cared,
It’s just escapism for my brain.
All the paper I write on ends up teared,
Nothing to add to my name.
Words can be dry when the ink soaks,
Crisp and black as the fire does dawn.
Talent disappears after a few creative strokes,
All this shit written, will always be torn.
I’m often sick of the words I speak.
One after another is all as we know it,
All I wanna do is change the fleet.
Blow out the candle and rhyme, rhyme,
That’s all I’m bound to do.
Why can’t I have words that are only mine?
Something that will actually please you.
I hate poetry but can’t stop writing,
It draws me back every day.
I don’t care, I wanna stop fighting,
Where the fuck is my say?
We learn, we lose, then we win big,
But never receive a proper prize.
I ain’t ever heard of a poet gig,
Not appreciated until we dies.
I publish but no one cares or cared,
It’s just escapism for my brain.
All the paper I write on ends up teared,
Nothing to add to my name.
Words can be dry when the ink soaks,
Crisp and black as the fire does dawn.
Talent disappears after a few creative strokes,
All this shit written, will always be torn.
Charlie !
Situationship
Sometimes I’m right and sometimes I’m wrong, poking my nose into what’s not my “business”.
I admit that what I did was wrong,
But still couldn’t have hurt if you told me the truth.
Fight with me , slap me , then leave me to bruise.
To heal in my own way,
I was just a child.
A kid too innocent,
To know what and why ?
I wish you explained to me why you were so angry,
Anger management, should have been your strategy.
But you didn’t care, couldn’t control it all in.
So of course , you had to take it out on your kid.
A/n
“Why did you leave us (me) here?”
I admit that what I did was wrong,
But still couldn’t have hurt if you told me the truth.
Fight with me , slap me , then leave me to bruise.
To heal in my own way,
I was just a child.
A kid too innocent,
To know what and why ?
I wish you explained to me why you were so angry,
Anger management, should have been your strategy.
But you didn’t care, couldn’t control it all in.
So of course , you had to take it out on your kid.
A/n
“Why did you leave us (me) here?”
Nan ♡
🖤
Hi
It’s my birthday
And I’m surprisingly happy
It’s kinda scary
It’s my birthday
And I’m surprisingly happy
It’s kinda scary
IREH 🖤
if eyes were nightlights.
amidst the riders of dark stealing our feelings as they pass by,
i question all the seasons that have ever brushed their faces.
their hands have wrinkled labouring to keep foreheads dry,
yet somehow, the storms always seep out at the wrong places.
i want to speak and know if calm is what really stills their seas,
but masks are mesmerizing so everything is only white or black.
if eyes were nightlights, they’d shine with all the hushed pleas,
and then we would see in them bleeding feet on uneven tracks.
—S.
i question all the seasons that have ever brushed their faces.
their hands have wrinkled labouring to keep foreheads dry,
yet somehow, the storms always seep out at the wrong places.
i want to speak and know if calm is what really stills their seas,
but masks are mesmerizing so everything is only white or black.
if eyes were nightlights, they’d shine with all the hushed pleas,
and then we would see in them bleeding feet on uneven tracks.
—S.
S .
CHILDHOOD
In the realm of youth, where dreams took flight,
A treasure trove of memories, shining so bright,
Regret, a gentle whisper that softly sighs,
Longing to rewrite the tale, where innocence lies.
Oh, childhood’s realm, a symphony so grand,
Where laughter danced, a whimsical band,
In joyous abandon, we leaped and we played,
Unfettered hearts, blissfully unaware they’d fade.
But time’s relentless march sweeps us away,
Adolescence’s blooms, petals astray,
Mistakes, they cling, haunting and persist,
As we yearn for chances lost within the mist.
Yet let not regret shroud us in despair,
For echoes of yesterday need not ensnare,
Through wisdom’s lens, let growth arise,
Finding solace in lessons, as the soul reprises.
For childhood, a palette of vibrant hues,
With youthful trials and experiences we choose,
Mistakes, brushstrokes forming imperfect art,
Adding depth, shaping life’s intricate chart.
Though we yearn to mend past transgressions dear,
To rewrite tales, fresh impressions sear,
Forgiveness must bloom deep within the core,
To release the burden regret once bore.
For to be human is to falter and learn,
To grasp the embers from failures’ burn,
Seeking redemption, a chance to ascend,
With humility, our flaws we must transcend.
Childhood’s days, ethereal and fleet,
Yet the soul’s fabric, forever complete,
With gratitude, let blessings be known,
Embrace the present, a canvas we own.
So, let the weight of regret finally depart,
Cherish life’s lessons, etched within the heart,
For every thread in the tapestry’s weft,
Shapes our being, who we are, life’s secrets we’ve kept.
Embrace growth’s beauty, its ceaseless change,
A range of compassion, hearts rearranged,
And know, dear soul, in life’s grand charade,
You hold the power to flourish, to serenade.
For childhood’s whispers may blend with the past,
Yet the strength of your spirit forever will last,
In the legacy you build, the love you bestow,
In the person you’ve become, seeds of greatness you sow.
A treasure trove of memories, shining so bright,
Regret, a gentle whisper that softly sighs,
Longing to rewrite the tale, where innocence lies.
Oh, childhood’s realm, a symphony so grand,
Where laughter danced, a whimsical band,
In joyous abandon, we leaped and we played,
Unfettered hearts, blissfully unaware they’d fade.
But time’s relentless march sweeps us away,
Adolescence’s blooms, petals astray,
Mistakes, they cling, haunting and persist,
As we yearn for chances lost within the mist.
Yet let not regret shroud us in despair,
For echoes of yesterday need not ensnare,
Through wisdom’s lens, let growth arise,
Finding solace in lessons, as the soul reprises.
For childhood, a palette of vibrant hues,
With youthful trials and experiences we choose,
Mistakes, brushstrokes forming imperfect art,
Adding depth, shaping life’s intricate chart.
Though we yearn to mend past transgressions dear,
To rewrite tales, fresh impressions sear,
Forgiveness must bloom deep within the core,
To release the burden regret once bore.
For to be human is to falter and learn,
To grasp the embers from failures’ burn,
Seeking redemption, a chance to ascend,
With humility, our flaws we must transcend.
Childhood’s days, ethereal and fleet,
Yet the soul’s fabric, forever complete,
With gratitude, let blessings be known,
Embrace the present, a canvas we own.
So, let the weight of regret finally depart,
Cherish life’s lessons, etched within the heart,
For every thread in the tapestry’s weft,
Shapes our being, who we are, life’s secrets we’ve kept.
Embrace growth’s beauty, its ceaseless change,
A range of compassion, hearts rearranged,
And know, dear soul, in life’s grand charade,
You hold the power to flourish, to serenade.
For childhood’s whispers may blend with the past,
Yet the strength of your spirit forever will last,
In the legacy you build, the love you bestow,
In the person you’ve become, seeds of greatness you sow.
Lil D-Kay
Would you be scared?
Would you be scared?
If you saw me jump off a bridge.
Would you run and try to save me or stand there and watch?
Would you be scared?
If you saw me drawing red lines on myself with a knife.
Would you hide and watch or tell me to stop?
Would you be scared?
If you saw a group of guys trying to take advantage of me.
Would you stand there and watch or try to tell them to stop?
Would you be scared?
If you saw me trying to hang myself.
Would you just peek through the door and watch me suffocate or save my life?
Would you be scared?
If you found me dead in the woods.
Would you walk away from my body or tell people you found me?
No sorry, The real question is,
Would you save me?
You tell me you love me yet you can’t answer me.
Would you save my life?
If you saw a group of guys beating me up
Would you run up and tell them to stop or stand there in watch?
Would you call me a punk?
If I told you these girls took advantage of me.
Would I still be your #1?
Would you be there for me?
If you saw me crying alone?
Yes.
There’s a difference between you and me.
I never told you ”I loved you” yet I still try to show it.
But you, you just say that you love me. Yet you never show it.
If you saw me jump off a bridge.
Would you run and try to save me or stand there and watch?
Would you be scared?
If you saw me drawing red lines on myself with a knife.
Would you hide and watch or tell me to stop?
Would you be scared?
If you saw a group of guys trying to take advantage of me.
Would you stand there and watch or try to tell them to stop?
Would you be scared?
If you saw me trying to hang myself.
Would you just peek through the door and watch me suffocate or save my life?
Would you be scared?
If you found me dead in the woods.
Would you walk away from my body or tell people you found me?
No sorry, The real question is,
Would you save me?
You tell me you love me yet you can’t answer me.
Would you save my life?
If you saw a group of guys beating me up
Would you run up and tell them to stop or stand there in watch?
Would you call me a punk?
If I told you these girls took advantage of me.
Would I still be your #1?
Would you be there for me?
If you saw me crying alone?
Yes.
There’s a difference between you and me.
I never told you ”I loved you” yet I still try to show it.
But you, you just say that you love me. Yet you never show it.
Nelly Louis
My Friend (I)
If I were to compare us,
I’d say we are like night and day—
Like cold winter nights,
And warm summer dawns,
Like twilight,
When night brushes against the morning sun.
You stand at the center—
And I linger on the sidelines.
Your head in the clouds,
Laughing without care,
Until you run out of air.
I pull my hood low,
Letting small breaths escape,
Until I suffocate.
So different,
Yet friends.
I speak endlessly—
When we’re alone,
You listen,
Sometimes nod,
Sometimes grow annoyed,
But always letting me
Pour my heart out.
We are friends.
Yet I know nothing of you.
Then I found her—
The girl with black mist surrounding her,
Unlike you,
Her head always down,
Eyes like black holes,
Digging holes in the ground.
I wonder if she sees the mist
That follows her around.
We spoke of darkness in the silence,
And you wouldn’t believe how much we are alike.
Her name was as pretty as the petals
We saw on the abandoned castle roof.
Then I realized I didn’t know your name,
And I couldn’t ask when you waved goodbye so suddenly,
Saying you weren’t needed anymore.
I said it wasn’t true, but the words never escaped.
You smiled one last time,
Then vanished like the wind.
And I woke from a twilight dream,
Searching for someone without a name,
But finding only puzzled stares.
How could I have missed it?
How could someone be so perfect?
You were just a figment
Of my desperation,
An ideal creation—
The friend I longed for,
The one I never had.
A person I wished to be,
In stark contrast to my own self.
You filled the emptiness,
The void that threatened to consume me.
But you were only
A shadow of my imagination,
A fleeting comfort in the face of loneliness.
A voice to fill the suffocating silence,
A presence to calm the chaos inside my head.
You were my friend—
The one I admired.
But you were never really there.
I’d say we are like night and day—
Like cold winter nights,
And warm summer dawns,
Like twilight,
When night brushes against the morning sun.
You stand at the center—
And I linger on the sidelines.
Your head in the clouds,
Laughing without care,
Until you run out of air.
I pull my hood low,
Letting small breaths escape,
Until I suffocate.
So different,
Yet friends.
I speak endlessly—
When we’re alone,
You listen,
Sometimes nod,
Sometimes grow annoyed,
But always letting me
Pour my heart out.
We are friends.
Yet I know nothing of you.
Then I found her—
The girl with black mist surrounding her,
Unlike you,
Her head always down,
Eyes like black holes,
Digging holes in the ground.
I wonder if she sees the mist
That follows her around.
We spoke of darkness in the silence,
And you wouldn’t believe how much we are alike.
Her name was as pretty as the petals
We saw on the abandoned castle roof.
Then I realized I didn’t know your name,
And I couldn’t ask when you waved goodbye so suddenly,
Saying you weren’t needed anymore.
I said it wasn’t true, but the words never escaped.
You smiled one last time,
Then vanished like the wind.
And I woke from a twilight dream,
Searching for someone without a name,
But finding only puzzled stares.
How could I have missed it?
How could someone be so perfect?
You were just a figment
Of my desperation,
An ideal creation—
The friend I longed for,
The one I never had.
A person I wished to be,
In stark contrast to my own self.
You filled the emptiness,
The void that threatened to consume me.
But you were only
A shadow of my imagination,
A fleeting comfort in the face of loneliness.
A voice to fill the suffocating silence,
A presence to calm the chaos inside my head.
You were my friend—
The one I admired.
But you were never really there.
shine coshine
Guess whose birthday it is today - winner announcement
First things first,
a big thank you to all of you
who made the time to wish me
happy birthday!!
Secondly, I’m sorry about the delay
when it comes to announcing the winner
of the ”guess my age” challenge.
I wasn’t really sure how to go about it,
but I have the winner now.
Drum roll, please!!
🥁
(Sorry, this site’s crap. 😆)
And
the
winner
is
@ratunderyourbed
Congratulations!!! 🎉🎉
And once again thanks to all
who took part in the challenge
and who wished me happy birthday!!
a big thank you to all of you
who made the time to wish me
happy birthday!!
Secondly, I’m sorry about the delay
when it comes to announcing the winner
of the ”guess my age” challenge.
I wasn’t really sure how to go about it,
but I have the winner now.
Drum roll, please!!
🥁
(Sorry, this site’s crap. 😆)
And
the
winner
is
@ratunderyourbed
Congratulations!!! 🎉🎉
And once again thanks to all
who took part in the challenge
and who wished me happy birthday!!
Milka
Dear myself
Love is a beautiful feeling
A beautiful emotion
we all go through once in a life
we fall in love with other people
Not knowing where it will lead us
But in loving the other person
We forgot to love ourself
We forgot what makes us happy
We lost our true self
Only to be loved by others
In the way to please others we become harder on ourselves
We lost peace in our life
Which can only be achieved when we will start accepting us the way we are because others will never be satisfied
For once forget about so called society standards
And start loving ourselves
Look into the mirror and smile cause you are beautiful the way you are
Accept our flaws cause no one is perfect
Why to find love outside when it’s within you
So dear myself love yourself for what you are
A beautiful emotion
we all go through once in a life
we fall in love with other people
Not knowing where it will lead us
But in loving the other person
We forgot to love ourself
We forgot what makes us happy
We lost our true self
Only to be loved by others
In the way to please others we become harder on ourselves
We lost peace in our life
Which can only be achieved when we will start accepting us the way we are because others will never be satisfied
For once forget about so called society standards
And start loving ourselves
Look into the mirror and smile cause you are beautiful the way you are
Accept our flaws cause no one is perfect
Why to find love outside when it’s within you
So dear myself love yourself for what you are
Sabah Shaikh
Love at First Sight
Love at first sight,
A feeling so powerful and right,
The moment our eyes met,
I knew you were someone I’d never forget.
In an instant, my heart knew,
That it had found someone so true,
Your smile, your eyes, your grace,
All etched in my mind like a beautiful trace.
I never believed in fairy tales,
But from that moment on, my heart set sail,
On a journey of love so pure,
A love that would forever endure.
They say love takes time to grow,
But with you, it was a love I did know,
From that very first glance,
I knew there was no leaving to chance.
So here we stand, hand in hand,
Two souls who found love in a magical land,
And though many may doubt its might,
I will always believe in love at first sight.
A feeling so powerful and right,
The moment our eyes met,
I knew you were someone I’d never forget.
In an instant, my heart knew,
That it had found someone so true,
Your smile, your eyes, your grace,
All etched in my mind like a beautiful trace.
I never believed in fairy tales,
But from that moment on, my heart set sail,
On a journey of love so pure,
A love that would forever endure.
They say love takes time to grow,
But with you, it was a love I did know,
From that very first glance,
I knew there was no leaving to chance.
So here we stand, hand in hand,
Two souls who found love in a magical land,
And though many may doubt its might,
I will always believe in love at first sight.
Eli Seagren
Yellow Paint
I hate the breeze at night
As it reminds me of the empty spot
The blank canvas at my heart
Begs to be painted by your hand
But your hands has colors
I somehow recognize
You painted a canvas
That was not mine
A familiar hue of colors
Scattered all over you
I recognized the canvas
I always knew it was blue
So I hid this yellow paint
That I always used as a hint
I’ll paint this yellow on me
So my canvas wouldn’t be empty
As it reminds me of the empty spot
The blank canvas at my heart
Begs to be painted by your hand
But your hands has colors
I somehow recognize
You painted a canvas
That was not mine
A familiar hue of colors
Scattered all over you
I recognized the canvas
I always knew it was blue
So I hid this yellow paint
That I always used as a hint
I’ll paint this yellow on me
So my canvas wouldn’t be empty
Nobody Knows
Think like a proton
Inside of the atom happily there lived
Particles positive with particles negative
Two opposing kinds, yet they still got on
Until one day the protons said,
”That is not on!
Dear electrons, you’re always so negative,
you bring us down
There’s no reason to feel so blue,
no reason to frown
Your faces are always like
a wet weekend
This is where your negativity
must forever end”
”What do you mean it must end?
Do you not understand, our dear friends?
Not everything in life is to smile about
Balance is the key
and we balance each other out
It’s good to look on the bright side of life
Being positive does help in strife
But while it’s good to be optimistic
It’s also important to stay realistic”
”When you say it like that,
it all makes sense
It explains why you always
seem so tense
Your negativity is justified,
it’s your role
You keep things real
within the atom’s wall”
And that was that,
then things went back to normal
The protons and the eleçtrons’
relationship back to cordial
Respecting each other’s differences,
their unique styles
They work side by side
alone together all the while
A/n: Please note that all credit
for the image
goes to their rightful owners.
Particles positive with particles negative
Two opposing kinds, yet they still got on
Until one day the protons said,
”That is not on!
Dear electrons, you’re always so negative,
you bring us down
There’s no reason to feel so blue,
no reason to frown
Your faces are always like
a wet weekend
This is where your negativity
must forever end”
”What do you mean it must end?
Do you not understand, our dear friends?
Not everything in life is to smile about
Balance is the key
and we balance each other out
It’s good to look on the bright side of life
Being positive does help in strife
But while it’s good to be optimistic
It’s also important to stay realistic”
”When you say it like that,
it all makes sense
It explains why you always
seem so tense
Your negativity is justified,
it’s your role
You keep things real
within the atom’s wall”
And that was that,
then things went back to normal
The protons and the eleçtrons’
relationship back to cordial
Respecting each other’s differences,
their unique styles
They work side by side
alone together all the while
A/n: Please note that all credit
for the image
goes to their rightful owners.
Milka
Everything is temporary
Take a snapshot,
It will be the only memories left.
Gone with the wind,
Without any evidence you were there.
We had so much fun,
But i guess i should have known,
All good things come to and end,
Everything comes to a close.
Everything is just temporary,
That you should know.
a/n
Good things have an expiration date.
it hurts.
It will be the only memories left.
Gone with the wind,
Without any evidence you were there.
We had so much fun,
But i guess i should have known,
All good things come to and end,
Everything comes to a close.
Everything is just temporary,
That you should know.
a/n
Good things have an expiration date.
it hurts.
Nan ♡
The Caged Bird
It looks pretty, doesn’t it?
In a golden cage resides the bird you adore the most,
Surrounded by your love and all it needs,
Yet its heart craves the touch of the blue sky,
The sun painting its feathers with hues as it soars high,
Dancing among the clouds,
It longs for the forbidden freedom
You admire its beauty, assuming contentment,
While silently it withers away within your confines,
Intriguing how you keep it under your control,
A prized possession, a pet you claim to care for,
Yet its true freedom remains restrained,
And invisible are the tears it sheds and its pleas.
Acknowledge the cage isn’t real,
An invisible barrier of your love,
Shedding tears as you take its away,
With each tear another weight is placed,
In your golden cage it is trapped,
You laugh, you smile as it withers,
Loving the power of control you possess,
No remorse for the suffering inflicted on its soul,
Blinded by your own happiness,
While it feels guilty for having emotions,
Feeling foolish for being mean at times,
You don’t seem to realise how it’s trapped in its own lies.
Lying to make it better,
But every lie weighs heavily on its wings,
Its soul tainted by the lies it weaves,
Even if it breaks free from the illusion of your love,
Even if it returns to the sky it yearns for,
The hold of your tears will forever linger,
Your golden cage, it will never be able to escape,
The weight of your love is the price it’ll pay,
The bird is not pretty anymore, you have made it petty.
In a golden cage resides the bird you adore the most,
Surrounded by your love and all it needs,
Yet its heart craves the touch of the blue sky,
The sun painting its feathers with hues as it soars high,
Dancing among the clouds,
It longs for the forbidden freedom
You admire its beauty, assuming contentment,
While silently it withers away within your confines,
Intriguing how you keep it under your control,
A prized possession, a pet you claim to care for,
Yet its true freedom remains restrained,
And invisible are the tears it sheds and its pleas.
Acknowledge the cage isn’t real,
An invisible barrier of your love,
Shedding tears as you take its away,
With each tear another weight is placed,
In your golden cage it is trapped,
You laugh, you smile as it withers,
Loving the power of control you possess,
No remorse for the suffering inflicted on its soul,
Blinded by your own happiness,
While it feels guilty for having emotions,
Feeling foolish for being mean at times,
You don’t seem to realise how it’s trapped in its own lies.
Lying to make it better,
But every lie weighs heavily on its wings,
Its soul tainted by the lies it weaves,
Even if it breaks free from the illusion of your love,
Even if it returns to the sky it yearns for,
The hold of your tears will forever linger,
Your golden cage, it will never be able to escape,
The weight of your love is the price it’ll pay,
The bird is not pretty anymore, you have made it petty.
shine coshine