False words lapse from my tongue
Just like the taste of a suicide song
Sheer thoughts become heavy on my note
Winds of anger removed what I wrote..
Even my heart is screaming for acceptance
To the cold reality of an inevitable existence
Skin is getting old, tired of all the rejection
quivering dreams dying for absurd perfections
Tarnished papers sought something new
Like a plant clinging to a morn's dew
Or like the waves that dissipate the shells
A thousand stories you can tell..
Isn't it a shame what we've become?
Always losing what we've always won?
Pluck the misery from my words,
I'm no poet of deception
Please forgive my black papers
They're false poetic misconceptions..
Thoughts of you, warm my bones...
3 months ago
1993 called. Said it wants its emo back.
You're a good, sad poetess, and your blog layout is simply wonderful!
Anonymous: Huh???
Marooned84: Thank you :)
I was very gloomy this morning, hence the horrible post u saw. I'm not used to delete posts, but If I am then u wouldn't have u saw it...
btw, it wasn't intended to be a poem. It's not a poem, is it?
my blog is all about thoughts and practicing poetry.
Although the previous one (who needs pictures) is a poem.
This blog should be protected by copyright!!
Don't know why but I just loved this line in your poem "Isn't it a shame what we've become?
Always losing what we've always won?" Beautiful Neema...very poignant :)
Awww Thank you sweetie *blush*
my sister loved that line too you mentioned, I think it came out good too.
I have to ask you about you name, or something I can call you with, I feel like we've known each other long enough.
Love you~
Wow!! Known me forever huh :) Shall let you know what I'm called someday..would want to remain anonymous in this space for some more time :) You can call me Stillness till then :)
Lol..I guess I have to wait impatiently for that Someday then :-)