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A requiem of pain
Finally decided to add another poem to the domain,i noticed people visit it more than they visit the innersanctum,
This poem was made when i was in a critical mind state,i was feeling depressed and empty when i welded it together,Any feedback you can offer is greatly appreciated.
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Pain..,
All i ever feel is pain
all those cheerful times i feigned
All those fake memories i gained
To all those anticipating faces I'm chained
of all life and joy i am destained
My wasted youth,my denied growth
I lived my life by the rules
The rules of nothing but my own foolish oaths
I no longer feel anything for myself
the agony of people around me,
i feel like a lone book left on an endless shelf
Tears i shed for others are true,
Tears i shed for myself i cannot even brew
What i long for is someone new
someone who can rinse that filthy heart of mine clean
someone who i would happily dedicate my life to
Does such a person even exist?
"yes" the shallow voices in my head insist
Hope is a seducing emotion,one cannot simply throw away
Hope puts your broken pieces back together
Only so you would break into a million other
Hope is why countless people perish every sunrise and dusk
Hope is the innocent component of the death-chain
"now i am become death,the destroyer of worlds"
Such words were spoken in nothing other than vain
Life's a needle endlessly spiraling towards nothingness
what has been done,cannot be undone.
And what is gone,shall forever be so.
Yearn
A yet shorter poem i made,My inspiration for this poem was a simple event that occurred to me today,It is really short and not that detailed,well, hope ya likes!
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My heart yearns for her,
A single glimpse in the corner of my eyes I saw of her
She trapped my heart with her entrancing voice,
I would give everything I have to see her again if I had the choice
Oh I yearn for that pure bright face,
whenever i think of her my heart starts to race
My sole purpose in life is to be with her
I left out many chances,I rejected countless advances
Will I ever meet her again on this earth?
she was of divine being,more than this whole world's worth
sometimes I feel her beside me,
and sometimes shes at the other side of the world
and that to me is a short distance,
in order to see her holy existence
Are you there or are you not?
you went away and left me to rot,
But I can't bring myself to hate you
I can't bring myself to forget you
I still wait for your return,your untold promise
your unspoken words are nothing but honest
I wait here today,I wait here tomorrow,
Maybe one day you'll come and bring an end to my sorrow
Until then my angel,I wait for the day you return
Oh for you I yearn,oh for you i yearn.
Children
I was feeling inspired after listening to some old orchestras, and got the thought of making a (Very) short poem about the children,"JUST THINK OF TEH CHILDREN!" my mind was screaming to me XD,i hope you like it!,any feedback you can offer is greatly appreciated.
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Kids are lively,kids are frail
Kids are sensitive and prone to despair
Love your kids and tell them lots
treat them with care and tie them knots
Your kids carry your soul and teachings
Your kids cherish your advice and preaching
Bring unto them what your parents missed to give you
No matter how harsh you tutor them they will always forgive you
Give them kind manners and respect
A well mannered child is the least you should expect
Abuse them not,and reach for their hearts
stop their pain before it has a chance to start
Oh hate on a child and no good you've done,
children are innocent and love to have fun
No child is ever the same,not in body or in brain
every child is a unique seed,deprave them not,and douse them in rain
Your love and tutoring are your children's nourish
Raise them well and watch them flourish.
Scar
a short poem i wrote,Nothing special,please tell me what you think!
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A scar a scar,i see a shooting star,
i wish for a cure i wish for a chance,
i wish that to my face people would glance,
A burn spreads through my repulsing face,
disfigured and useless like a broken vase,
An injury of injustice an injury of hate
An injury caused by greed and ambitious debate
I pray i pray,every night and day,
Oh take me lord,oh take me away
Bring an end to my misery and dismay
I liked her i liked her lots
but how can she like a face so grotesque
How can she like someone so horribly unique
I bulked up my courage and went in a hurry
i covered my face with a mask and planned my ultimate task
I brought her flowers and we talked for hours,
a miracle it was she accepted my personality
"that mask of yours is something of originality"
She hints,and tips, for me to remove my disguise
but how can i even look her in the eyes?
My face is wretched,my smile is crooked
But she did accept my psyche
my hands shake with disbelief
I remove the mask and pull the curtains
she stutters for a moment,of her reaction i am uncertain
She puts a hand on my face,I'm surprised and confused at the case
She says she fell in love with me,but how can she love a mutilated carcass?!
I ask her for a mirror and as i look at the reflection,i am filled with misconception
My face is refined,my face is cured,after everything I've endured
I jump in joy and let out a cheerful laughter,
"My wish came true! my wish came true!"
"my torn up face came back anew!"
"thank you god,you gave me a chance"
"i am so happy i think i'm gonna dance!"
*input harlem shake sequence here*
