Here to Express, not to be liked.
the least I can do is share.
Its holidays like this oneWhere you truly feel alone Cupid would rather stab you directly And let your heart bleedRed A color of passionAnd scabs picked Because anything's betterThan hearing others being admiredFamily's by your sideUntil they're off on their own datesLeaving you to rott in the gutter Tear stained cheeksAnd that hole I thought was goneReturns for a fantasticValentines day
Yellow tulip hillBasking in summer sunPick them while they last Parade around to have some funPetals of pure goldA shade so boldThe rarity astounds On Yellow tulip hill©anngeli
'Sadness' and 'heartbreaks'Are all I seeWhere Is the true poetry?Life lessons well learntAnd tears wiped awayThe rebuttal to those arguments Shoved into our faceWriting shouldn't be a tissue To blow our snot intoBut a way to share our findings And grow beyond the picket fence©anngeli
So many thoughts In my young mind Fogging my vision And cannot findThat lighthouseA RailTo graspWant to show That this time wasn't wastedBut I've messed up,I'm wrong Falling apart Fit a tornado in a bottle Or my mind in three wordsI sure cannot Thoughts will reck meTear on by Before I even grow oldCreative may stick Or an idea or twoBut crazy remains foreverAnd so may my soul©anngeli
Kindess isnt biasedThough neither is death...©anngeli
It's when we look to entertainment With real people on the other sidePeers will whisper in your earsUntil you dont know what's trueLearn to trust what you see, Love what you hearAnd only then should you letThose rumors inTheres a million opinions No reason not to have your ownLet none blind youOf the passion that may shine through
Poor. Little thing...
RainRain Go awayFaster than this dayLittered with rageTorture my sense of mindLike the chirping in my wallWon't believe even if I find A bird corpse rotting insideMake me go insane Drip drop it's all the same Emotions emotions Knock me down Fix me with a permanent frownTrapped and crying Like the bird In. My. Wall.©anngeli
Why is my heart based on fantasy?A fictional aroma flickering through song Is it to protect myself from this wasteland?As I stand in that birch forest,Inside the spring cottage Along the green meadowAnd willow tree collegeI wonderWill I ever see thisIn reality?It would make life worth living...©anngeli
Kindness is a rarity Many forget the feeling Of generosity and careOur society's become so negative We cant recall pure feelingsIts but a fable in which they mockBut kindness, my dear,Is what we all need We're just afraid of what it can do©anngeli
You cant get anywhere with good actions If your motivations arent right©anngeli
TEENAGE,A phase burstling with EMOTIONSWe never stop learning how to MANAGE RELATIONSAll physical changes, a MOOD SWING per second.Sleepless nights, Irritating society, LIFE gets THREATENED LIVE, LOVE,LAUGH is what world recommend A PAINFUL LOVELY SMILE, remains in trend...While learning and understanding right✔or wrong ❌We face traumas, making character strongThese years gradually pass,we remain unawarePeople around PRETEND or do they really CARE??...Doing work by ourselves,We are grown up But staying out at night, we are a childGoing out at our own, we are grown upBut watching late night movies, not so strong and wild...At times we remain careless, mature or sensibleEither child or an adult, we are ourselves responsibleNo matter what we BEAR,We must go through this phaseTo become an ADULT, these are challenges,we have to face..©dania_siddiqui_
I love this brown skinThat I exist inBut I love the soul moreWhich allows me to soar.I'm only passing by In this fleshly lifeFrom my home beyond the sky Where my treasures lie.Do you see who I truly am inside?In the place that I cannot hide?Through what may cloak my essence But not my pride.Past this skinWho I am within.Do you hate the colorOf any other?Detest their existence And seek to smother?Take their airAnd refuse to share,Hate in the placeWhere there should be care.Who is leftWhen you only care for self?For those that look like youWill you forsake all that is true?Turn your back on what is justAnd proclaim yourself to be righteous. Sad souls who can't see beyond the skinAllow themselves to be enveloped by sin,Don't remain weak-minded until your life is through There is still potential for all the good you can do.Through God we can wake a dreamMine for you is to be redeemed.