Life has darkness and light
Just like black and white
Morning and night.
Excitement and fright
Everything has an opposite
But we don't know the cause of it.
As there is no way to cheat
On this unknown thing so we sit.
We sit on this roller coaster ride.
We move like the tide.
Like the vail on the bride.
No one has denied.
This is something we all have.
It isn't something you carve
But it's something like a hive.
You find it but it isn't alive.
It's in everybody!
No one can hide this thing that's not lovely.
For this is the other side that is unsightly
And it could appear nightly.
If what you expect was sweet
Let me tell you it isn't anything neat.
It could be as bad as a stinky feet
Or the broken seat.
What once was innocent
Can become distant.
For it is not effecient
But that is good for it shouldn't be recent.
If things could become something else
Then this will definitely turn itself
Into a monster from the book at the bookshelf.
And you won't be yourself.
It is the hidden side of all of us!
The bad hidden self that makes a fuss!
That is what will become monstrous
And is 20 times bigger than a bus.
If words could hurt and make you bleed
Then to save youself, you'll need to plead.
For the monster has words like knives
And can take away lives.
With one single rumour
You'll need to protect yourself with an armour.
This bad side of ourselves
Are not as small as elves.
If you do 1 wrong
The monster will come out
And kill you with no doubt.
But it hasn't killed anyone for so long.
If you wish to survive
And stay alive,
Don't let it consume you!
And what you want,it will do.
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryFull of poems that I've written, am writing, will write. Maybe mostly about life and others are deep stuff and more... Some are happy and some are sad/dark. Some poem(s) I wrote about or related to a book/movie.etc. Others I wrote as a story in poem...
