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hi im pooja,i live in usa,nj im 19 and everyone has passion for something such as making avi/sigg those people rockk!! or people who have a passion for tlkin abt their fav actors/actress all day, or people who are obessed over show or a movie such as twilight lol.......well im not going to bore you with my nonsense but the thing that i enjoy most is writing poems and that my passion!! below are some of my creations please if enjoy any of them leave a comment i love people who criticize my wok it only makes me better!!soo please dont be afraid to be mean and nasty abt my wrkk u can tell if u dnt like something =]
{this one was for my best friend and his experince}
totally on a guy's point of view =]!!
hope you guys like it😛
HEARTLESS
travel through my cerebrum and get lost in my thoughts,
love was a battle that i constantly fought,
but, as i fought to advance, the trip wasn't worth the hassle.
now i need a passport for my brain because my mind travels,
and, as my mind travels, i wite what comes to be,
using metaphors to explain things farther than the eye can see.
but, similarly, i say away from similes.
'cause i can't use "like", to describe what killing me.
like saying', "love is like", "love is as" but love is none of the above
love cannot be described, because love is love,
and love is somthing that is a part my past.
love is something i can never understand.
it's a vision that i will never make perfectly clear,
'cause one girl can shed clothes, while another sheds tears.
while one takes advantage, another takes beer.
and one girl can lies, while another shares fears.
so, how can you spot the difference when your eyes first meet?
she suddenly swept you off your feet, now you're complete.
and, supposedly, all your words are starting to rhyme,
but get a grip on reality, it's all in your mind.
you won't "always" be in love, you'll eventually move on.
so, stop killing your self, and relating to those sappy love songs.
as long as i got girls around me, i won't stop flirting.
WAITING
i'm waiting for you,
waiting for you to say "hello.",
i'm waiting for your answer,
hoping you don't say "no."
i'm waiting for you,
hoping you won't say "goodbye."
i'm waiting for you,
hoping that you won't make me cry.
i'm waiting for you.
waiting patiently, or so it seems.
waiting for your call,your text,
makes me want to scream.
i hate waitng,
but i do it anyway.
just because i know
you make my fears go away.
i'm still waiting here.
though it's been a few months.
i'm still waiting here,
hoping that your feelings
haven't turned to dust.
i'm still waiting here,
becoming miserable every day.
i'm still waiting here.
though i know there's,
no chance.no way.
Hello?Are you there?
i'm still waiting here.
Where have you been?
i feel like you've disappeared.
i feel like giving up,
i really do.
i'll soon stop waiting
and live my life without you.
Dark Angel
a tear shatters her face.
the loneliness of no embrace,
she falls into a deep sleep,
and there she sees
what her lonely heart seeks.
behind the shadows of her darkness
stands this figure of the night.
she looks deep into the shadow,
then he steps into the light
with wide,black wings,like one of a
raven,and eyes of mystery.
she is drawn to him
and hypnotized with what she sees.
a sudden rush of emptiness
filled her up inside.
and, as she fell to her knees and cried,
the dark angel approaches her from behind.
and behind his soft lips whisper:
dance with me on this sacred night.
take my hand i will lead you to the light.
hold your head up high
and realize where you are.
stay true and your strong soul will go far.
you're a star brighter than the sun!
yes, my child you are a lucky one.
the last tear fell upon her cheek,
and she rose from her knees.
she and the dark angel stood face to face,
and she looked at herself
no longer as a disgrace.
the empty pools in her eyes
filled into life as she stared into his
and realized how much
she had grown out of this.
no more silent screams
to torment her mind.
her painful tears will no longer make her blind.
the pain is gone with the shadow of the night.
as she looks deep into the angel's eyes
she sees a bright light.
she awakens from her
unforgettable dream,
and her mind spins
with thoughts of what she has just seen.
so many nights she cried herelf to sleep,
and now she will no longer weep.
she waits for the night to fall to look into
those eyesthat brought her light
and hear the words hat the dark angel
whispered in the stillness of the night:
dance with me on this sacred night.
take my hand i will lead you to the light.
hold your head up high
and realize where you are.
stay true and your strong soul will go far.
you're a star brighter than the sun!
yes, my child you are a lucky one.
❤️
broken from the start
a tear shatters her face.
the loneliness of no embrace,
she falls into a deep sleep,
and there she sees
what her lonely heart seeks.
behind the shadows of her darkness
stands this figure of the night.
she looks deep into the shadow,
then he steps into the light
with wide,black wings,like one of a
raven,and eyes of mystery.
she is drawn to him
and hypnotized with what she sees.
a sudden rush of emptiness
filled her up inside.
and, as she fell to her knees and cried,
the dark angel approaches her from behind.
and behind his soft lips whisper:
dance with me on this sacred night.
take my hand i will lead you to the light.
hold your head up high
and realize where you are.
stay true and your strong soul will go far.
you're a star brighter than the sun!
yes, my child you are a lucky one.
the last tear fell upon her cheek,
and she rose from her knees.
she and the dark angel stood face to face,
and she looked at herself
no longer as a disgrace.
the empty pools in her eyes
filled into life as she stared into his
and realized how much
she had grown out of this.
no more silent screams
to torment her mind.
her painful tears will no longer make her blind.
the pain is gone with the shadow of the night.
as she looks deep into the angel's eyes
she sees a bright light.
she awakens from her
unforgettable dream,
and her mind spins
with thoughts of what she has just seen.
so many nights she cried herelf to sleep,
and now she will no longer weep.
she waits for the night to fall to look into
those eyesthat brought her light
and hear the words hat the dark angel
whispered in the stillness of the night:
dance with me on this sacred night.
take my hand i will lead you to the light.
hold your head up high
and realize where you are.
stay true and your strong soul will go far.
you're a star brighter than the sun!
yes, my child you are a lucky one.
❤️
broken from the start
everything is falling apart.
it wasbroken from the start.
the laughs and good times are gone.
i could be wrong,
but it doesn't seem fair.
this friendship is beyond repair.
we've drifted farther and farther apart.
we were broken from the start.
NOT ANOTHER LOVE LETTER
Dear Broken- Hearted Man,
i know you're in pain,
can't let go of the past,
but there's a whole world out there
and it's flying by fast.
your girl is gone now;
it's over and done.
you both had your laughs,
and both had fun,
but now that it's gone
you're severly depressed.
your new entertainment
is no way to disgress.
she didn't deserve you,
so get over her quick.
the way's that you've changed now
are making me sick.
you're too busy with your own thoughts
to think of others around you,
and you try to fill that empty heart
with someone you hardly know
like that girl you met in the chatroom
on the internet.
but,you totally can't see
the very thing that you need
has probably been nearer than you think.
yours truly,
me
A LETTER TO SEND TO YOU:
HOUSEWIFE'S POINT OF VIEW
By 7 AM, you're out the door
without you your 'good morning kiss.'
By 10 AM, you're at your desk,
buried in paperwork.
By 3 PM, I realize
that i can't live like this.
By 9 PM, you're with her:
you're coming home late from wrok.
By 8 AM tomorrow, I'll be packing
all my bags.
By 12 PM tomorrow, I'll be writing
a goodbye note.
By 2 PM tomorrow, I'll be hailing a cab.
BY 6 PM tomorrow, I'll be back
in cincinnati, ohio.
By 8 PM tomorrow, you'll be creeping
through the door.
By 8 PM tomorrow, you'll wonder
where i am.
By 9 PM tomorrow,you'll read my note,
it'll drop to the floor.
By 9 PM tomorrow, you'll regret
not giving a damn.
By the time you realize that you hurt me;
By the time you realize
that you didnt care;
By the time you realize
the love you didn't see;
By the time you realize
that you were never there;
By this time, I'll be long gone.
By this time, I'll be living back home.
By the time, I'll have moved on
By this time, I'll be making it on my own.
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