Category: poem

This Summer: Thunders and Rain

Do u feel like, your all alone..in a a dark hole?
Do you  dream of the sun, like going down, never showing up?
We all feel hurt and loss, but they don’t let us
We all fight in in the rain, but scream louder…..louder then the thunders
Louder then the nature’s cry
Breaking into many parts….still flying high.

Do they feel. like we do under the rain  and sun
They just see rain water, rolling down my cheeks
No, they don’t dream…they just  think…
They just fight, fight with the sticks and stones
They can’t never cry nor scream… louder….louder then the thunders
Louder  then the  nature’s cry
They’re dead…broke into pieces..standing low…under our feet.

this summer: Plastic living thing

Just staring at his eyes, as he stares at his phone
Was trying to hold his hand like we used to do
Before they brought the out that plastic living thing, with luxurious services
That  everyone carries  nowadays….everywhere they go…whatever they do
We just get so much attraction in complaining about others lives
Whereas we our-self stare at a box, amazed by the little words and letters
Scrolling up and down, maybe side to side
Just signing up in various social medias,
Charging my phone, feeling down when theres no one
No cuddling, no smooching, no privacy
No conversations no nothing.

THIS SUMMER: BLUE

Suddenly the view became so cool and blue
Hearing no sound, nor can i breath
All i see the black and white tiled floor
And human legs and hands
When i rise i the sun, the faces of people
Its so cool down there, its so hot up here
Feeling like staying there for awhile
But that may cost my life

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Someone Else: Chosen Strangers.

I  was a stranger to you,
And you were to me
Blushing at the way to looked at me
Suddenly, you came to me
And the world  just turned slow
Then you grabbed, my hand
And he took me in his musical world, magical world
Where i started talking and he made them into our song
Who says strangers are danger
We made through that storm
We made ourselves a  home
Where dreams became unbreakable

There’s few people like us
If you find one, make sure you dont let them leave
All they give you is a track to follow
Dont mess it up because you might never know
What it would do, to you.

Fire and Matches.

But she took his matches
Before fire could catch her
But she couldn’t catch his power
Before he could hers
But she snatched away his love
Before he could share his with another
But she gave him shelter
Before he could disappear
But she kept him alive
Before he begged for help from her
But she gave shelter full of hatred and torture
With his own matches and only her fire.

LOST: Dreams and Reality.

Holding hands
Closed eyes
Chasing unwanted dreams
Still running in the past
Lost in the Dark.

Unfolding the letter
That he sent
Wide open eyes
With a blissful smile
Once again chasing dreams
Only in real life.