She floated about my eye, inside.
Torn and featureless.
Jaded words tangle.
Her worlds have been destroyed, mutilated.
Lifting from me, she sees no shine.
Just a morbid hanging light.

Blood coils around her wrists.
Struggling to emerge.
Calling out, but not even an echo.
Her mirror is my mind.
Seeing the outside.
She decides to stay a prisoner.
In My cell.

Her malice never seen.
But the darkness have witnessed the fangs.
Wanting to say she is careful and sane.
The beast is right under her skin.
Laughter is distant.
Now, it is forever tarnished.
آپ see and I see the neglect.
My untamed beauty.

tears fell down her face
i asked her what was wrong
for her sake
she said
"I'm just sitting here,
feeling sorry for myself for
believing him."
to which i replied:
fuck him.
he doesnt deserve your love
she says:
I know...


Hundreds

a hundred butterflies couldnt sweep me away
a hundred winds couldnt blow me farther from you
a hundred wrongs couldnt make what were doing right
a hundred people couldnt block my veiw
a hundred rights couldnt make me go left
a thousand oceans couldn't keep me away from you.

every time i cry,
i ask myself why,
the blade that goes down my wrist,
the blood that goes down my fist,
the memories in my head,
the nightmares in my bed,
my دل falls to pieces,
as the tears run down my cheek,
now i know i am week,
i can't help but show,
i want to let my life go,
every سیکنڈ of the day,
i keep fading away,
my hope has gone,
but i will be alive for so long,
the چھری will stay in my pocket,
the picture will stay in my locket,
the hurt and pain,
the lies and shame,
the regrets and sorrow,
just waiting for tomorrow.

Imagine a woman whose child just died
Her husband left her, he lied
She cried that time also and now also she’s crying
Nothing to ease her, nothing that people are trying
They just stand and talk about
But her pain and her sorrows scream loud and shout
She looks to her baby as if he’ll come back to life
She looks at the door as if her husband will come back to his wife
No one comes forward
Talking to that lady, they feel awkward
She cried, cried until her tears ended
Then she cried in absence of hand that no one lended
Oh! Merciful Lord why didn’t they دکھائیں even false sympathy to lady of pain
There was no loss, just blessings’ gain
Alas!! The heartless and truthful human never speak lie
They left her alone to cry, to die
At last everyone left
The woman either died یا drowned in her tears’ oceans’ depth….

i am a poet writing of my pain.
i am a person living a life of shame.
i am your daughter hiding my depression.
i am your sister making a good impression.
i am your friend acting like im fine.
i am a wisher wishing this life werent mine.
i am a girl who thinks about suicide.
i am a teenager pushing her tears aside.
i am a student who doesnt have a clue.
i am the girl sitting اگلے to you.
i am the one asking آپ to care.
i am your best friend hoping youll be there.





























this is a great poem from the book chicken سوپ for the teenage soul on tough stuff.

i listen to the دل beat hit my roof
the clear beads of blood slides down onto leaves of the tree
on the the blades of innocent گھاس that's being pelted in the down poor

and as it beads up
it looks as if the leaves have a paper cut
like that on a kindergartners finger just learning how to shape the paper
and as it slips off and falls
it looks like the tears on that very child's face as they look for someone to make it better

and as i lay there listening to that دل of rain
i think what if every one in this world could be able to خرگوش this delightful sound
feel the healing drops that comes from the heavens
then.. i wonder would this world be better
would people stop going hungry and thirsty
would evil one's change for the better
im not sure but if everyone would wonder about this
then couldn't we be like that sweet rain
with are hearts beating against a roof of a wondering mind as one body and soul
then could we answer those سوالات

this is just some free writting i did a ماہ یا two پہلے

i'm tierd of waiting for آپ to tell me how آپ feel
so i'm not gunna wait for آپ any longer
i'm gunna find some one new
in fact i''v found him
and he's super sweet
he's tall dark and handsome
he's every thing i want
he cares مزید then i think آپ ever have
he makes me smile
he makes me laugh
he likes the things i like
he's there when i need him
so here i say it i'm not gunna wait any longer for آپ
cuz i'v found the one i was looking for.


okee so tell me what آپ think is it any good??? یا is it no good??

It is easy to decide,
But not easy to keep a decision
It is easy to talk,
But not easy to say something
It is easy to look,
But not easy to see
It is easy to fall,
But not easy to stand up
It is easy to hurt,
But not easy to forget, to forgive
It's easy to hear but not easy to listen
It is easy to break up but not easy to make up
It is easy to choose,
But not easy to make the right choice
It is easy to like but not easy to love
It is easy to look true but not easy to be true
It's easy to condemn but not easy to change
It's easy to exist but not easy to live
It is easy to leave but not easy say good-bye