These poems are really short. They are kind of like fillers...but I thought they deserved a page at least. Please remember that I wrote them a few months ago. I'm all better now lol.
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HER-sadness
She watched helplessly as the waves crashed in
Knowing they would drown her.
Yet she still welcomed the the storm in,
Fore she knew it was all her fault.She did everything in her power,
To bring things back to normal.
But deep inside she knew
There was no normal.She seemed to completely give up,
Dropped everything in her hand,
And she sat to cry.It seems to me,
She could please,
Everyone in this universe,
Except herself.The pain radiated through her like a nuclear blast
She seemed like a book,
Filled with her words.She covered her insecurities with her wicked since of humor.
Let her speak till her hearts content,
She had concealed it for too long.
Let the anger flow out,
Let her speak till of words she runs out,HER-anger
After a long period of calm winds blowing
on cracked flooring of the dirt,
The creatures and insects that lived there,
Barely saw the fierce fire that was heading their wayAfter a long time of silence
The sudden fire in my chest rose
And all I wanted to do was
Destroy and burn down everything in sight with it.She seemed to have everything,
Everything.......
Leaving her sanity that is.
HER-feelingsLet the light once again shine,
Let them return time.
Retrieve what was once mine,
Tell them to rewind the infinite loop of time.You tell me I have talents,
You tell me that I have skills.
I just wish I had the time to tell you,
I derive everything from tales of our thrillsIf you can tell their kind of like atticus poetry. He's a guy who writes poems on twitter.
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Poems Of The Broken
PoesiaIt's a book I wanted to make since ever......I would like every one to read how I view the world I feel like it's my contribution to humanity. Yes I wrote each and every poem some are good some are very bad. But it's still me and my story. I hope an...