My Nemesis,
In how many ways can you break my heart?
You surely know more than one.
And how many times can you stomp it sore?
You surely can do more.
How many times can you beat it blue?
Till my heart bleeds dry,
Until I forget you?
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i write in the hope that someone listens
I Bleed Words Sometimes
Here's me.
transcribed by Suezelle
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Writings from the dark side of life!
Writing from the vein
My modern-day Pensieve.
More than a homemaker, less than a traveller.
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Random Random and Random!
Puns - Intended. Oxymorons - NOT. Morons - Not at all
He will tell you that you are less than perfect,
that you are no more beautiful,
that you are not as immaculate
and
not as absolutely splendid.
“No,” you must tell him “your thoughts are corrupt”.
You must tell him.
Because to be able to say such a thing,
he must be,
in fact,
delusional.
Ruined.
January 28, 2015 at 5:17 pm
I love this 🙂
January 28, 2015 at 6:36 pm
I can’t tell you
I can’t tell you how much I miss you,
That I try to find those moments when I smiled…
I can’t tell you how void my life has become,
That I try to fill emptiness with the babels of my torn soul….
I can’t tell you how what my life has become,
That at times I feel as if hell is going to be better than this….
I can’t tell you,
That most of the times four walls of my room haunts me, tries to kill me….
I can’t tell you,
That you don’t want to hear all what I want to say…
I can’t tell you,
As I know it’s you who can even understand my silence….
I can’t tell you,
That every day I ask GOD, ‘Why have you ……’…
March 26, 2015 at 1:35 pm
Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
Amazing poetry by a talented writer. Please read and enjoy.
May 20, 2016 at 4:47 am
I enjoyed this poem. Artwork and words. Perfect.
May 20, 2016 at 4:47 am