Forward Backing

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Hani Badawi
Forward Backing
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With every forward I’m taking
with every incident I’m backing
there is a will pushing me again
there is a reality pushing me away
if I want it I must have it
gather all my strength and hit

she’s living within my inside
there is nothing I can hide
Quiet she just woke up
Quiet I just woke up
something is moving
downward and leaving my mind
my heart is grooving
she’s going there to hide

With every forward I’m taking
with every incident I’m backing
there is a will pushing me again
there is a reality pushing me away
if I want it I must have it
gather all my strength and hit

now I just can realize
no more time to fantasize
it won’t matter how much
I criticize
it won’t matter how much
I organize
my thoughts and words
nothing will change

do not be quiet I’m the one in silence
I guess she’ll never know
that she is what is she

With every forward I’m taking
with every incident I’m backing
there is a will pushing me again
there is a reality pushing me away
if I want it I must have it
gather all my strength and hit

Drowning in sea of tears

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Bree
Drowning in sea of tears
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I was drowning
In my own sea of tears.
I was burning
From that hole you left here.
I was poisoned
From the inflicted fear.
Then was beaten
Down by your rejection.
Left with nothing
At all for protection.
An overdose
Without a correction.
And hypnotized
By the way you stare.
Suffocating
From the sudden lack of air.
Then left bleeding
From not having your care.

Confessions of the heart

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Diganto
Confessions of the heart
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I tried to fill my dreams with your presence,
And made you a part of my songs
But only thing I wish- is to see you smile,
While you sleep in your room.
Many things make me lose myself-
But nothing like your perfume.

Staring at you have not been that easy,
Neither were the conversations.
You must be something else to me
Or rather something more.
But it is useless to mention it here
As it has all been said before.
Do you take me as the stupid boy-
Who compares you to the moon?
But all I wonder all this while-
How you look in your room?
Many things make me lose myself-
But nothing like your perfume.

Words

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Diganto
Words
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I do not write anything divine,
It is only the best I can do.
I know a little bit about me-
But feel it is the only thing I ever knew.

I have been told things I can’t and those I should,
Have always appeared strange to few-
But my will has always been good.

Beauty is not in the words but what they really mean.
I have tried a thousand lines-
Some from the heart and some from the dreams I have seen.

These lines are not for one but for few.
Souls who were stranger to me once,
But soon were a part of me as I grew.

I hope I am not writing strange
Or the words- no one knows.
Beauty is not in the words I told-
It is in the mirror it holds.

The day has been good till now
And I write what I want to say out loud-
“Some words can’t be on the lips,
But somehow they find their way out”.

I will never trust again

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jrh187
I will never trust again
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Trusting is one thing that some just can’t do.
We try to give in, but it all is still new.
It’s one thing we can’t just do overnight.
Some of us never will do, in his whole life.
I tell people to show me, it’s not what I say.
They tell me what they want, it doesn’t work that way.
Trust is a thing, you feel in your heart.
When you know how that feels, you don’t want to be apart.
Things seem to happen at the worst of times to be.
Everything falls apart, and the finger is pointed at me.
We really know the truth though, about who is to blame.
But I don’t think that they could, really live in all the shame.
It’s all ok to me, I don’t really care who wins.
I have nothing else to give, I will never trust again.