#aspiringpoet

[friendly-neighborhood-goblin69]

my lunch today it

made me very happy since

i cooked it myself.

[deepjams4]

अरमान!

अनगिनत दफ़ा तूफ़ान झेले हैं मैंने

हज़ारों जख्मों के ताब झेले हैं मैंने

ज़िन्दगी इम्तिहान लेती रहे कितने

ख़तरों भरे खेल बड़े ही खेले हैं मैंने!

मगर अरमानों का तूफ़ान अलग है

अपनी ही कश्ती डूबते देखी है मैंने

दर्द-ओ-ग़म बर्दाश्त कैसे करूँ अब

सब्र-ओ-क़रार सब गँवा दिया मैंने

कितने ही अरमान दिल में दफ़्न हैं

ये हक़ीक़त अरमानों का कफ़न है

ख़्वाब-ओ-ख्याल जफ़ा बने सब

सब अधूरे ख़्वाब दिल के ज़ख़्म हैं

ग़र अरमान उमड़ें हैं अब कभी भी

ऐसी हिमाक़त मैंने रोकी तभी ही

ख़्वाब हैं ख़्वाब तो अधूरे ही रहेंगे

��ो तिनके बन हवाओं में ही बहेंगे!

[tymianoxtheforgotten]

[lillianbrockett]

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[mother-rearest]

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[shastea]

it’s weird to think about how many people are out there that know things about ourselves that we’ve forgotten. somewhere there is someone thinking that you’re favorite color is orange because you told them that when you were 11. somewhere there is someone thinking your last meal on earth would be corn on the cob, mashed potatos, and greenbeans because on a whim you made each other’s last meals- we never know when it will be our last day here, might as well have our last meal now. somewhere out there is someone who thinks your favorite number is 77 because you told them that it was the only two-digit number with five syllables. somewhere out there is a boy who’s first date was with a girl at a fair who had to babysit a stranger and for months afterwards laughted about it. somewhere out there is a girl who can’t read books because they remind her of someone. somewhere out there someone drinks their coffee black while studying because a stranger told them it enhances their memory. 

our lives are filled with memories from strangers we once called friends. twenty years down the line, these people will remain the ages of the memoreis i hold dear in my brain. they will forever be the version of them i have created. 

- to all of my former friends, i’m sorry

[yucky-froggy]

Roses and Violets

by: yucky.froggy (me lol)

Roses are red

Violets are dying

That person is dead

But no ones left crying

Who cares if they’re not here another day

When they didn’t even care enough to stay

The roses still bloom

But why does it matter 

Their future is doomed

Im sorry, they’re goners

Just like the person under the ground

Who once was around to water the flower

But now they’re dead, no ones left at this hour 

To care for the rose left with such little power

Another day goes by

The rose still tries to survive

Foolish flower, do you not see

The one who once cared has been gone for a week

They left your pretty pink petals to bleed

The ones from the rose they grew from a seed

Oh, what a little sad life you lead

Just go, just proceed to the d=eath that awaits 

That’s a good flower, it’s time that you rest

We know that you’ve tried your best

But no one else knows, and no one else cares

Because its just a stupid flower, like everyone else but they’re all unaware

The struggles you've gone through

All you’ve endured

All the hope you held on too

To believe it’d be better

To believe that the thorns on your stem weren’t falling

To believe they would come, of course they wouldn’t leave their darling 

But alas, in the end

You gave up your petals

You sank to the ground

Because then you knew the truth;

Roses are dead

And Violets are dying

Why would you stay

If the world had turned gray

[ch3lledap0et]

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[tragically-poetic]

I still care

I still think about you sometimes

You fill my thoughts from time to time

I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss you

But I'm so glad you're not mine

I wish I could hate you

It would simple things up a lot

If I can't hate you for what you did

Then what else will make these feelings stop?

You're a coward, so pathetic

But unfortunately I still care

You're the only one that I want

But it was always her that was there

You didn't care about me

I don't care what you say

You knew what you wanted

And you always get your own way

I don't understand how you had that power

I've never let anyone treat me so low

But people like you don't care about your actions

I'm so glad you let your true colours show

You made me hate myself

You made my heart tear

But I still miss you

And I still care

- c. n. b.

[x-hidden-butterfly-x]

[friendly-neighborhood-goblin69]

More Poetry hehe

Why do I feel such a homesickness for the saddest parts of my life?

It’s as if I can only see the best pieces;

They shatter from the whole picture,

And in my mind

Stained glass windows form.

Looking through these windows reminds me of church;

The dragging weight of a guilty conscience, as I look through such beautiful times,

Ignoring the leftover shards piercing my insides.

Perhaps I’m an optimist, only seeing the best in situations.

But what is this hope when time and time again I am let down?

Far better to be a cynic and surprised.

[deepjams4]

A Resolve!

[tymianoxtheforgotten]

[corneredpoets]

The Bird - a poem

When dawn breaks and the first rays of the sun touch its feathers

It stretches its rusty wings and tiny neck

the bird awakes, shudders

chirps, pecks

It floats and flaps as the gushes of warm air push it off the dirt

and it opens its beak

gobbles bugs that shriek

hurt

It is a stain of scarlet in the yogourt coloured sky

that little bird perched on the thinest branch of the tree

an arrogant, nasty voice singing so high

when the little bird’s body is so wee

Its stomach is full and it is mighty

a little bird swinging in a tree

But

When dusk drapes its blanket

the little bird is dead

For it could no find its way home yet

and with a belly round as a loaf of bread

it found the inside of the house looked soft and cozy

But it flew too fast, and the little body was too wee

And all that now remains to tell its story, oh so mighty

is a splash of red sticky feathers

on a glossy blue window

- V.T.T. 04/2020

[stanzas-of-the-soul]

Unrequited Love

Oh, how my heart aches For the love that can't be mine I long for your embrace But I know it's not our time

I see you with another And it tears me apart I try to hide my feelings But they linger in my heart

I dream of us together In a world that's just for two But I know deep down inside That dream will never come true

I wish I could forget you| And the way you make me feel But every time I try My heart refuses to heal

So I'll keep on loving you From afar, and in silence Hoping one day you'll see That I'm the one for you, in essence

Until then, I'll hold on tight To the memories we've shared And keep my love burning bright Even if it's not declared

[aranell18]

Should I post snippets/excerpts of my poetry and personal essays on here for you all to read? Im thinking about putting a book together.