Why I Get High On RedbullI wonder Wonder in my contemplation How am I existing In this surroundingWhy I Get High On Redbull
But then came down
An angel so calm Wiped away my tears
And all the fears
When he's not here I feel so void Damned in melancholy
Rinsed from all felicity
And lately I know I've been a pain, So I would like to apologise My only Precious
Just let me use this opportunity To tell you Precious
You are the one I miss
Without you by my side I would not be alive
SecretI'll tell you a secret Promise you won't tell *Gasp* But if I unveil itSecret
You will despise me
So I'll reveal to you a little bit And let you find out, in your way If you happen to be correct Swear to me you won't turn round and walk away
Here it goes:
I was only eight I happened to come home late And what I saw Was the rise of our dreadful fate
Screams, shouts, cries, wails Everything rejection could entail Suitcase zipped open Clothes compactly packed
Then an infuriated look in my eye Foreboding me &n
Reaching...Reaching out to you Reaching out for help Knowing it cant go on Hoping it wontReaching...
Flying through his life Days upon days pass like a dream No matter how much he seeks help He is only shunned away by those he needs most
His life has been hell from the day he was born He has no family, no home nothing to live for But he goes on hoping one day all the pain will go
And one day he'll be truly happy
He is heart broken and has been hurt many times He cannot believe how his life has been He cannot believe how he has survived
But he believes
Untimed DeathHe was running, Running from the bombs, Running from his dreaded fate. He looked left and right,Untimed Death
It wasn't a pretty sight. Little down the road, He sees an innocent little girl. Half naked, Heartbroken, Wailing on her dead mothers’ body. Those incandescent blue eyes, raining with tears
Those plump cheeks, absolutely bloodshot The soft curls of her hair, veiled under thick dust Hid the chocolate colour and turned it ashen Mahmud observed her plea for help, And jogged to where she was sobbing. &nbs
SilenceSilenceSilence
Far from the busy city And the grumble of rush hour In the wilderness from where the worlds edge
can be seen comes and an unusual "sound" or lack of it
The occasional bird song The rustle of the wind sneaking through trees but they're not noises just nature. A place of peace No cares, No worries
The silence hits you off your balance, initially, but re-adjust, relax and you will find harmony with the world surrounding you and yourself, inner peace its more than its cracked up to be &n
could it be you ?Could it be you?could it be you ?
when I met you
I had no idea I am addicted I want you near
I see your face I skip a beat
I wait for you A certain treat
No need to rush
It's not a crime I understand Some things take time
If you don't feel the same Then this poem is lame In case you do Then this is a clue
P.S. i am no good at Poems and this is just something random i flung together
Prophecy And PastI will endure. I will succeed someday, You will not know me as before.Prophecy And Past
I will endure. I will triumph someday, Of this I am so sure.
I will prevail. I will be strong someday, You shall be weak and frail.
And you shall fail. You shall fall flat before my feet. Fervid sorrow in your wail.
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Your vindictive work against me will all be undone. You have no idea what it is you have begun.
My advice to you would be to try your best to run. When I'm through wit
By Touchbeneath the endless starry night with naught to guide our eyes but sister moon’s pale blue light and the ocean’s midnight skiesBy Touch
i hear your feet upon the floor a hushed whisper on the oak quiet breath and something more as your timid smile awoke
falling softly across the divan so our lips and fingers can roam until the world has long withdrawn as we sway in the darkness alone
deprived of sight we lose our way to find it again by break of day
Can I ask why you watched me?
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