Friday 11 th November 2011
As I step into darkness,
a place that I don't know,
As I step into somewhere unknown,
I know that it is my own one.
As I dart into a place,
somewhere more known,
but still hidden,
I feel what I feel.
My dream that I had,
never came true,
and why did I believe that it would ?
No one will ever understand me,
so what ?
I only end in the darkness,
the darkness that haunts me inside.
Sunday 19 th June 2011
Drowning.. Cloud of Darkness... A very dramatic title, right? Basically here I am talking about how it is so hard for me to escape one of my personality traits: being shy.
I wrote it in 6th grade, when I was 11 years old.
To read the poem, click read more.
Wednesday 8 th June 2011
Have you ever stood out in the pouring rain
Feeling the drops drip off your skin?
Hearing the cries of your family
Asking you to come in?
Have you ever ignored them,and stayed in that position?
Like it was some sort of mission?
Have you ever had a fight with a friend
About something that they did?
It was driving you round the bend
And of them you wish you could get rid?
Did you ever make up with them?
Or are they not your friend?
Have you ever wished to be different
In your shape,age or form?
Different hair,eyes,height,
Different when you were born?
Do you wish you were prettier?
Or hear things you wish to hear?
We all have wishes, we all have dreams,
Sometimes we long for them,
Sometimes things are as they seem
Some are la creme de la creme.
But some,
A very unfortunate few,
May get what they want,but not how they imagined it.
They start crying or have a nervous fit,
And in this world when people are nice and kind,
They never get what they want.
But the bad people do
Now I ask you...
Is that fair?
The sun may come out
After the pouring rain
Just before you thought you never see the light again.
Feeling the drops drip off your skin?
Hearing the cries of your family
Asking you to come in?
Have you ever ignored them,and stayed in that position?
Like it was some sort of mission?
Have you ever had a fight with a friend
About something that they did?
It was driving you round the bend
And of them you wish you could get rid?
Did you ever make up with them?
Or are they not your friend?
Have you ever wished to be different
In your shape,age or form?
Different hair,eyes,height,
Different when you were born?
Do you wish you were prettier?
Or hear things you wish to hear?
We all have wishes, we all have dreams,
Sometimes we long for them,
Sometimes things are as they seem
Some are la creme de la creme.
But some,
A very unfortunate few,
May get what they want,but not how they imagined it.
They start crying or have a nervous fit,
And in this world when people are nice and kind,
They never get what they want.
But the bad people do
Now I ask you...
Is that fair?
The sun may come out
After the pouring rain
Just before you thought you never see the light again.
Tuesday 15 th March 2011
Saturday 12 th March 2011
Goodbye, see you later, hope to see you again...
I have no words to describe this moment,
no words that are sad enough
I can hear you walking away, will you come back?
You don't answer me..
please, please, just say something
You don't say anything, a tear rolls down your face...
then finally you say..........
Goodbye
I have no words to describe this moment,
no words that are sad enough
I can hear you walking away, will you come back?
You don't answer me..
please, please, just say something
You don't say anything, a tear rolls down your face...
then finally you say..........
Goodbye
