wish for being dog!(poverty)
about poverty
In the style of Ladybee42: As Darkness Closes In.
His hand trembles as he reaches out, Hair all thin and wiry about his head like a macabre halo, Yellowed teeth, sparse and crooked, What will he do, where will he be, when the sun goes away? I can't save him, no one on earth could, His shabby
Window of the Soul
A mix of current sadness and past happiness
Who Knew
Who's to know I am here Who's to know I am me Who's to hear what I have to say And who knew I was here yesterday There's no one to look into my eyes No female to say who I am Am I just an ordinary guy I've waited longer than mortals could st
Hold Me
Hold me,....Hold me close.. Hold me... like you never held nothing else. Hold me...hold me tightly, Please...please,..... Just hold me....
Name the poem whatever you like
I am Dalim with new ID
Trembling Fingers
With trembling fingers, I reach out to you. Your eyes closed in peace, Your breathing: my release. I hold back, Not wishing to wake you, My mind fills with memories, Of our life and our tendencies. I will miss you my love. You are my sou
What Happened to that Girl
I tell myself that everything’s going to be OK, That there is no reason for all of this pain, The time it took to change, the time it took to See all those mistakes, The life I had, I can’t have back, The choices I made affected me in all those
Melancholy
I don’t feel gloomy I don’t feel joyful I feel melancholy The wind russles the trees The sun shines The porch swing squeeks I don’t feel gloomy I don’t feel joyful I feel melancholy The air is still The sun fades The porch swing is e
Change
The sun it sets on an idle day, and wonders why it rose; a fruitless day of doubts and hate, of friends who turn to foes. As the petals shrivel on the rose, they wonder why they bloom; for the beauty grants the spring it's step but winter d
HIS
meeting an angel who taught me lots of new things. driven to the new me then disappear at sudden. this is life
Mixed up Mind
this poeam basically as respond of my silent anger after seeing many indecent Indonesian maids videos in certain website. I accidentally stuck in an ads and got caught up in my temper. its seem like my people has branded of being free intimate encounter by others aroung the world. what ashamed.
Clouded
I wrote this poem when I was in a very depressed state of mind. I feel like I need to write this to try and let some of my stress out. I call it clouded because my thoughts at the time were clouded.
i can be found
In the shaky silence I can be found Trying to find my way out of this maze of neverending darkness On the cold hard ground I can be found beating at the chains that hold me down In my mind I can be found fighting with deamons of my past
I AM LOST
i am in pain and lost
Under lock and key...
I woke up one morning and felt so grim. I'd ask myself why i would feeling this pain. This was the insight of the feelings from within... Perhaps this is a byproduct of my attempt to feel sane?
Plight
The heat of the sun. The crackings of the whip. The screams of pain. The blood of peeled flesh. The plight of their time.
The Sojourner.
This poem is entirely about tons of sad life experiences. You can inbox me If there is really something you want to know about it personally
MAMA MADE ME
I WROTE THIS POEM WHEN MY MOM PASSED AWAY, AT THAT TIME GOT NO DAD TOO. I WAS AN ORPHAN. SO ALL MY LIFE I HAVE BEEN READING IT. KEEPING IN SIDE MY LOCKER. TRAVELLING WITH IT EVERY WHERE I GO.IT HELPS ME WHEN I AM DOWN. I AM IN MY 40S BUT WHEN I AM ALL ALONE AND DAYS ARE COLD STILL REMEMBER HER AND WHEN I RECITE IT I SEE MY CHILD HOOD AND LAUGH.
critic
just closing my eyes and keep my ears open
away
something i wrote a while back
lost
ive walked the earth to find the special one someone that show me guide me show me fun someone that will be there by my side someone to show me that i dont need to run and hide all my life i prayed for that someone that i can hold
Heartaches Call
Sorrow's grasp has squeezed my heart in unrelenting measure, along with pain it eats my soul destroying any pleasure. It convolutes my view of all and decimates my being irradicating common sense im blind to any seeing........ of life or l
The tears of the healer...
I'm a healer..., nuff said...
Caged not Free
Sometimes when we are bombarded with trials..we just want to run away from it rather than face it head on.
Painful Repetition
My happiness you say is important to you ...important to you...important to you This is not reflected in the things that you do .....things that you do......things that you do Your repeated reactions are always the same ...always the sa
Alone
Here I set alone in wonder see the lighting hear the thunder listing to the raindrops fall in the darkness of my hall. So I scurry off to my room feeling all the sadness and glum. Hoping that there is a way to make it to another day. So now I lie me
spectator
there is a loneliness, like being a spectator in your own life. when you have it all, but know something is not right. the job, the house, the kids, and the beautiful wife. and you feel the joy of your children but somehow you are always an outside
Torn Innocence
This was written when I turned 17. Look deeply into the words and you will understand..
Rose i am
mending a broken heart
continued
Had to continue this to fit it in here
Does It Matter?
I wrote this poem when I was feeling very lonely and feeling like why does life matter.
Heaven Dies...
I fear my time is closing in, too scared to be ashamed, when a whisper calls the night, I will come running from a dream, Call it obsession that denies, I'll cry when heaven dies, I sell my soul just to breath, innocence is lost in me w
Hidden
Deep down inside There lies things About past, and present Most will never hear Most will try But will never find The secrets That are down Deep inside Things very few Will ever know Things that will tell you Who I really am They'll rema
Lonely Is An Everyday Problem
I write to much cause there's no one to talk with And when I'm not writing I think to much Cause there's no one to talk with And lonely is an everyday problem With no solution in sight The strangers that I meet have no reason to be polite
Broken
It hurts when I look at me when I see all my fractured thoughts within my heart that I didn't believe my heart that believed in me my heart that tried to set me free my heart that I broke on
I Don't Understand
I don't understand how to be rich I don't understand being poor But I understand being sad There's nothing to explore I can't explore today I can't explore tomorrow A dreamer who never found the way To leave behind sorrow Only the birds h
Me compared to you
It tells you the life I lived before I became physically disabled. It tells you what I saw and experienced and still experiencing.
Hypocrites
No comment.
My Soul is Dead
My soul is falling down to your love Frozen thoughts push me toward the light Where am I going with you? Thinking of death has covered the mind I am alive with cold body in my coffin My tears are falling down for your pain I am dead with hot bo
Crippled man
The bum filthy, crippled shirt and pants grimy. takes His place on the street. cries out for help to all those around. To put money in his little wood box. He pisses me off. This crippled bum. And His will to go on. Look at Him! he doe
~ Emotions of life ~~~~
It is okay to have and feel the emotions of life ,only if you can keep your life stable and pitch out all of the rocks to move your life on with a new~~~~~