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Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

Obsessed

I had a lot of things on my mind.
So much to do, so little time.
Ever since I started thinking about you,
It's all that I can do.
You're an obsession, I know it's true.

Your name brings a smile upon my face.
It makes me blush and my heart race.
I wish I could lose myself in your warm embrace.

I want to be able to weep on your big, strong shoulders.
Will you be my blanket when it gets colder?
I want to hold your too-big hand,
as we leave our footprints on the First Beach sand.

It's such an understatement, 'sort of beautiful'
Deep-set eyes, shaggy black brows, that sarcastic grin.
Muscly, macho and six-feet-somethin'
Long, glossy black or hair cropped short,
I swear my love, you look drop-dead-hot!

The way you walk, the way you talk, the way you hog,
I couldn't care less, what people call you, you're my cute, cuddly dog.
So child-like and carefree, a perpetually happy person.
Spreading joy and warmth, radiating like the Sun.

I can only imagine the pleasant husky voice in which you spoke,
And remember every line, every word and every blonde joke.
Your empty reassurances, and the 'sure sure'
When will I unite with you, my knight in shining armor?

If only I could run my finger along your beautiful, silky, russet-coloured skin.
But you're the werewolf and I'm just the smitten-kitten.
I would break all boundaries and run a thousand miles,
Just to see that happy smile which reaches your deep-set eyes.

Why did I fall in love with someone who doesn't even exist?
Oh, right! Because I'm an idiot!
I can hardly resist the way I feel.
Jacob Black, why aren't you freaking real?

Being Myself

I wake up every morning,
And make a big fuss.
God! Why is my life so monotonous?

I’m just an ordinary girl,
Trying to find my place in this extraordinary world.

I m just a mediocre, I don’t do that well.
Now, that’s just a part of being myself.

I want to sing, dance and scream like I’m high!
I need someone to dry my eyes.

The life I’ve got is just one,
Can’t I have some good, clean fun?

My dad always asks ‘When are u going to spend your time rite?’
My mom yells ‘What are you going to do with your life?’
All this pressure makes me want to scream,
I wish to live all my dreams,
I want to feel like I have been to the extreme.

I’m bored of being good,
I’m always misunderstood.
I’m a waste of my parent’s money and everyone’s time.
I want to end my pointless life.

Only the lucky ones are born perfect,
I can’t take anymore of this shit.
I just wanna run and quit.

So tired of being taught stuff we’ll never use.
Why can’t we learn the lessons that WE choose?
Be it home or school,
I make my own rules.

I just wanna shout out loud.
I’m so alone in this crowd.
My sky is full of black clouds.

I want to throw away all my cares,
Life is way too unfair.

Nothing in my life is okay,
I wanna let go of everything and run away.

People say im boring and dull,
I can’t help it my life is hell.
My views are narrow, my feelings shallow and my poetry, sad.
You don’t like it? Well, too bad!

There’s no reason for me to be alive,
But I want to try and survive.
I hope that my sun will shine again.
There’s always a rainbow, after the rain.
Things to do today:
1.Get up
2.Survive
3.Go back to bed.
 
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