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Poetry is my way to a person's heart. So, without waiting, let's start the journey to the heart...
Imperfect
When you live in your own head
You think have the perfect friends.
The smallest problem automatically mends.
Nothing to worry about
Nothing makes you scream or shout.
But something changes.
You realize this is not your world.
someone tells you, your flaws
You argue a lot with your friends.
Stress becomes a 24/7hs feeling
Problems become everything
Everything becomes complicated
But sometimes after you realize
It was for the better and it was wise
Being perfect isn't great.
you need to know your flaws
You're imperfect
you need to accept it
Daisy Field
I stand in a daisy field
matching the dusk
Leaves dance in the wind.
And the mocking jays sing
In this world some are content
while some just pretend
Some don't know their destination.
Some don't know their path
Some don't know when to start
Some don't know when to quit
Some have too much fury,
Some have too much satisfaction
The real challenge of life,
deciding where do you belong.
(in the above choices)
Maybe you'll forge your own way
Maybe you'll be from the world, stay may
I stand in a daisy field, watching the sun burn
One day, to win, it'll be my turn
You think you know me?
I fake smiles in a crowded room
And no one can tell
But sometimes they do, so was it a true fake smile?
Am I good or bad, no one knows anymore
Did I fake drowning fill I made it to the shore
I talk behind people's backs.
But then, I get upset if they do it to me
Between right and wrong, the choice
Sometimes it's just silly
People around me affect my emotions.
So, I change accordingly
Treat me the would like to be treated
Am I a good person
who made some bad mistakes?
Am I a bad person
who made some good mistakes?
No one knows and no one will
Ghosts of the Past
I walk down the hallway
convinced someone follows behind
Ghosts from the past won't stay away
Each one of them is a line
A feeling of dread comes over me,
clearly, forgotten, the past cannot be
They won't hurt me
They will hurt me
Everyone I loved saved themselves
Everyone who loved me saved themselves.
Because in the end, it's every for themself
The only person who can save me, is me
But I don't have the strength to
Phantoms sing a song about everything wrong with me
No one in this world is truly free
All are haunted by their past
But there is no story without a plot - twist.
Someone did love me enough to come help.
They did hear my crying yelp.
But they did not save me.
They taught me how to save myself
The Past teaches you
The present makes you work
The Future surprises you
At the end of the day, we're all survivors
Winners against the world or our mistakes.
Dreams and nightmares
Dreams never last,
Nightmares make you wake up fast.
Days are long because there's too much work.
Nights are short because you're lost in dreams
Friends sometimes get lost,
Enemies help you out
Angels don't come for help,
Devils always assist
Sun shows itself burning and full of rage
The moon shows its coolness and beauty but no one sees
About commotion, everyone complains,
while no one compliments the silence
In this world, no one can be trusted
not even your shadows
Only you can wipe your tears when you're high or low
Never trust anyone or what they said
Life is too much beautiful, to be seen through someone else's eyes
With every person, you will have goodbyes
The only person who will stay with you is you
Till the Next
Happy Reading!
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