Love

I still cry.
Why did آپ leave me like this?
Why did آپ have to die?
Now my life is a crisis

آپ knew آپ would rot
There was no god to you.
I would have fought
To keep آپ from being blue

But آپ resorted to a gun
Which left me in hell
Now I run
Trapped inside my shell

I make myself bleed, like آپ did
I starve myself, like آپ did
I hid my feelings like آپ did
Now, Will I die like آپ did?

Maybe if آپ would have stayed
I wouldn't wish for death
I could've been saved
But now, I let out my last breath



So I know this is depressing but it means a lot to me, no rude تبصرے please...
~OfmiceandDes

This poem is all about the beauty of nature that I feel...
This poem is totally opposite to the last poem I wrote"I don't belong to the world"

Look what I see there
those roses are very dear to me
Hear what I am hearing now
those singing birds are very dear to me..

This green گھاس freshens up my mood
that blue sky , gives me a hope
that shiny sun brightens up my smile
These winds are calming my heart

See what I see there
a قوس قزح after a very heavy rain
those colors can be seen in my eyes
I can feel the magic of this nature

I am flying with the butterflies
even though I am on land
I am singing with the birds
even though I don't have a nest.

a man can feel all this nature
when he own the treasure
the treasure isn't the gold
that treasure is just the happiness.

The pain it hurts, It rips and tears.
Unstoppable, But I don't care.
All the lies about me, all the tears that have come.
They're all from آپ and the things you've become.
Don't آپ remember, when we were young and small?
All the secrets we shared, do آپ remember at all?
Now my hatred for آپ is growing strong.
Every insult آپ throw, why must it be so wrong?
That face makes me shake.
How much مزید can I take?
Now do آپ see what you've done?
This happened to me.
Congratulations, you've won.
Now are آپ glad that آپ killed me inside?
because now I wish I had really died.
Of course آپ don't, you'll never know.
All the pain and suffering i'll never show.
My دل isn't mending.
Because all you're bending back.
Only now it's black


So I'm new to this site, I was wondering maybe some دوستوں یا something? I'm still figuring out this site. So yeah.. First poem posted? Yay? D:

-OfmiceandDes

Stopping سے طرف کی Woods on a Snowy Evening
سے طرف کی ROBERT FROST

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his کنٹرول, جوتنا bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

The trees always seemed to shake.
And the pretty still calm lake.
The calm wind blowing in my face.
Oh, look two young deer having a race.
Look at those bees in a beehive up in that tree.
While a تیتلی perches on my knee.
The sweet smell of dozens of fresh flowers.
Look!
A beautiful rose!
And a small blue bird.
There it goes.
As I hum, the mockingjay is my echo.
Oh no it’s ALMOST time to go.
The گھاس is as green and fresh as lime.
As I look at my watch wondering if it’s time to go.
Sadly, yes it’s time.
As I watch from a distance a برداشت, ریچھ behind a درخت scratching it’s back.
Uh-oh I think it’s going to attack!
I go run away.
Hoping I can come back another day.
The forest is sometimes dangerous, but it’s beautiful, calm, and quiet.
But I wish I didn't have to say goodbye this way. :(