warning: this is more of words than a poem. Hate, a harsh word, don’t you think? Well I don’t hate people, I hate feelings, The naughty, bad and uncontrollable ones.…
Tag: Poem
Silence, A cure for this loud mind. The noisier the outside world, The louder my mind gets. Building up pressure. Bursting into tears. Silence, A simple wish. S.H.~
I can’t help myself, From vomiting these words that weren’t supposed to be out. I can’t stop my mind, From thinking instead of listening to the words you say. …
Sometimes I wonder, Should I look within or look outwards? The beautiful image that people want to be seen, Or the dark secrets they hid inside their hearts? Sometimes…
Dear little pretty bird, You sang beautifully each morning. My heart flutters to your tweeting melodies. As I sat here wondering. Dear little pretty bird, Alone as you may…
The morning sky is like a blue canvas. It is painted with white strokes of clouds, That reveals the most magnificent art piece at all time. The night…