Even if all the news channels got ruined
द्वारा how much I hate TV
Even if smiles went out of style
And all the sunsets were extinguished
Even if doctrines and duties were covered up
Even if action फिल्में stopped
Even if pleasures in life were destroyed
And even if one final poem was written today
Just as long as आप stay with me
And the feeling of your embrace remains
As well as the किस आप reinvent each day
And as long as your essence, your melancholy
Remains here in this place forever
After the sunset
Because I do...
I do depend on you
And if आप were to stay with me
So would life itself
द्वारा how much I hate TV
Even if smiles went out of style
And all the sunsets were extinguished
Even if doctrines and duties were covered up
Even if action फिल्में stopped
Even if pleasures in life were destroyed
And even if one final poem was written today
Just as long as आप stay with me
And the feeling of your embrace remains
As well as the किस आप reinvent each day
And as long as your essence, your melancholy
Remains here in this place forever
After the sunset
Because I do...
I do depend on you
And if आप were to stay with me
So would life itself
(alright so this is crap but just go with it. i def wrote it in like 7th grade so... -.-
a little poem desperate attempt to ryme but it gets the point) i want some one to प्यार and them प्यार me in return. i want to know wat its like for my body to truely yern. i want some one to want me, i want one on to flaunt me like some great prize. not hide me like some week old frys. i dont want to be alone, im young and scared of being hurt. but thats only cuz i have watched others be burnt. go down in flames of pain, all just becuz some boy thought प्यार was just a silly game ............ i want to प्यार and be loved in return but i keturah kingsland REFUSE to be burned...........
a little poem desperate attempt to ryme but it gets the point) i want some one to प्यार and them प्यार me in return. i want to know wat its like for my body to truely yern. i want some one to want me, i want one on to flaunt me like some great prize. not hide me like some week old frys. i dont want to be alone, im young and scared of being hurt. but thats only cuz i have watched others be burnt. go down in flames of pain, all just becuz some boy thought प्यार was just a silly game ............ i want to प्यार and be loved in return but i keturah kingsland REFUSE to be burned...........
This poem is written द्वारा me
My eyes are heavy
Can't hold load of tears
Plants look so blank
And autumn winds can be hear.
The फूल will no और bloom
I'll keep myself locked in room
They just प्यार theirselves
Knows my story each book of my shelf.
Why every time spring ends,autumn starts
I wish I could buy happiness from some marts
Smell the same those फूल beside the stream that flow
I wonder how every time they grow .
These hard winds of sorrows make me shatter
Every time फूल and petals scatter
But I know I'll find the plants the same
I'll make them दिखाना the me and my fame.
I know someday the फूल will bloom again
It's a वृत्त attached द्वारा a chain
Someday the spring will come back at my door
I will then say my worries are no more.
Autumn leaves scar but spring recovers each flower
Leaves will sure be green,flowers will bloom
Hopes will find their ways
Spring will come again someday.....
My eyes are heavy
Can't hold load of tears
Plants look so blank
And autumn winds can be hear.
The फूल will no और bloom
I'll keep myself locked in room
They just प्यार theirselves
Knows my story each book of my shelf.
Why every time spring ends,autumn starts
I wish I could buy happiness from some marts
Smell the same those फूल beside the stream that flow
I wonder how every time they grow .
These hard winds of sorrows make me shatter
Every time फूल and petals scatter
But I know I'll find the plants the same
I'll make them दिखाना the me and my fame.
I know someday the फूल will bloom again
It's a वृत्त attached द्वारा a chain
Someday the spring will come back at my door
I will then say my worries are no more.
Autumn leaves scar but spring recovers each flower
Leaves will sure be green,flowers will bloom
Hopes will find their ways
Spring will come again someday.....
I DID NOT WRITE THIS POEM. I FOUND IT ON FACEBOOK. The page was called The Writer's Circle, I think.
Today was the absolute worst दिन ever
And don't try to convince me that
There's something good in every दिन
Because, if आप take a closer look,
The world is a pretty evil place.
Even if
Some goodness does shine through once in a while
Satisfaction and happiness doesn't last
And it's not true that
It's all in the mind and दिल
Because
True happiness can be obtained
Only if one's surroundings are good
It's not true that good exists
The reality
Creates
My attitude
It's all beyond my control
And you'll never in a million years hear me me say that
Today was a good day.
(Now read it from the bottom up)
Today was the absolute worst दिन ever
And don't try to convince me that
There's something good in every दिन
Because, if आप take a closer look,
The world is a pretty evil place.
Even if
Some goodness does shine through once in a while
Satisfaction and happiness doesn't last
And it's not true that
It's all in the mind and दिल
Because
True happiness can be obtained
Only if one's surroundings are good
It's not true that good exists
The reality
Creates
My attitude
It's all beyond my control
And you'll never in a million years hear me me say that
Today was a good day.
(Now read it from the bottom up)
but still
so many people
around you.
आप hide,
आप run,
आप don't want
them to see you.
Wrapped द्वारा fear
आप can not escape.
आप hide,
आप run,
आप don't want them
to see you.
Your thoughts
are the only thing
आप can hear
clearly,
सवालों everywhere,
आप don't want
to be there.
आप hide,
आप run,
आप don't want them
to see you.
Life
still holds you,
but आप feel dead.
Prayer!
Is it all
that is left?
It soothes you,
that moment
of silence.
आप hide,
आप run,
आप don't want them
to see you.
फ्रोज़न tears,
soul filled of toss,
darkness stains
your mind,
makes आप go insane.
आप hide,
आप run,
आप don't want them
to see you.
