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Posts tagged "poetry"

28
Feb

Love to hate

I hate loud explosions,
uber long and boring talks.
As well as uncalled for actions
and swinging umbrellas in sidewalks.

I hate stabbing my toe,
and catching a cold.
As well as huge ego
and goodbyes untold.

I hate people who smoke in public
and those who cancel at the last minute.
As well as those who always panic
and make a lot of racket.

I hate empty words
and broken promises.
As well as lying cowards
and extreme biases.

Crappy. I know. lol And not even finished yet. Can I just say sorry? ;p

Anyway, I’ll be gone for a few days. I hope I don’t miss much. Take care everyone!
2
7
Jan

Remember

December came and went,
leaving something cold behind.
Stirring letters that were never sent.
Bringing old memories back to mind.

January is here for a while,
singing what ifs as lullaby.
Opening old wounds with a smile.
Not yet ready to say goodbye.

February will come on its own time,
showering truth upon the lies.
Reality and expectations do not rhyme.
Don’t be surprised if the sky cries.

March will bring the warmth of summer,
making it easier to get out of bed.
Don’t be afraid to say that it’s over.
There are no more tears to shed.

For gpotm.
Umm.. late entry? early? practice? :)

Oh inspiration, where are you? Come back home. :(
3
Dec

Math made me this crazy.

I have a math exam on tuesday

and I’m scared that I might fail

I always end up doing stupid things

now I’ve lost the confidence in my skills

if this turns out the same

there’s only me to blame

2007/05/12
26
Nov

Lucky you

I looked above and below,
and in places you’d never know.
I looked beside and behind,
and there was nothing I could find.
There wasn’t the slightest clue
as to why I am, in love with you.

You see, you’re not that noble,
in fact, you’re trouble.
You’re far from the ideal guy;
you’re the type who make girls cry.
My friends can’t believe it too,
I can’t possibly be, in love with you.

But this feelings I have for you,
neither old nor new.
It’s there and it’s true,
and there’s nothing I can do.
I can deny it ‘till I’m blue;
No I’m not, not in love with you.

No matter how much I try
I just can’t find a reason why.
So why spend so much time,
thinking of a lot of rhyme,
just to say a thing or two,
about why I shouldn’t be, in love with you.

(I was writing this while going around the supermarket with my mom. ;p It still need refining but I’m feeling lazy tonight.)
- Poem
- poetry
26
Nov

Break free

I want to run
as far as I can.
Away from this place
to never see it again.

But the more I try
to break free from here,
the more I get tangled
to the roots of this fear.

Where can I go?
Who do I run to?
When do I stop?
Or shall I forever continue?

My mind is a mess.
My heart is broken.
My thoughts are in chaos.
My emotions dark and sunken.

Tell me, how can I run?
When my feet are planted to the ground.
Show me, how can I break free?
When the key to this lock can never be found.

It started with a seed
that slowly grew into a tree.
Only now did i notice,
now that i can no longer flee…
- Poem
- poetry
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24
Nov

Untitled

Candles have cried silently through sleepless nights,
Appalled by the sorrow of the fading light,
Remorse with the sadness of a dying moon,
Lethargic to joys of a silly cartoon.

Oh, poor candles to have suffered so much;
Crying and fading and dying and such.
Robust and full was it’s snow white stare,
Unhindered by the pain of a heart’s flare.

Zzzz, sleep now my candles you have been great company, I wont forget how softly you whispered, “finally…”
- Poem
- poetry
23
Nov

Trust Me

Hear what I say but listen to what I mean.
Take what I give but know what I feel.
See what I show but believe what I tell.

I think…I fell.

Listen to what I’ll say and hear what I’ll give.
Take what I’ll tell and see what I’ll mean.
Know what I’ll show and believe what I’ll feel.

I think…it’s real.
- Poem
- poetry
20
Nov

Abandon

Lovely hands and graceful lips,
suppressed and tangled for fictitious bliss.
A keen and creative brain,
restrained and abandoned for a silly game.

But what use is a faculty if unemployed?
Without uncertainty I tell you, null and void.
What worth is a promise if unfulfilled?
Barren land differ not much from fertile land untilled.

What arrogance it is to boast
of the knowledge and potential you think you host.
‘Tis easy but foolish to forget
that knowledge and wisdom are disparate.

Wise choices aren’t hard to make,
but impetuous decisions are easier to take.
It is blind and absurd to say,
that there is no fault in such a way.
- Poem
- poetry

Hi there, I'm Althea.

I'm a mathematician, of some sort; an artist, of some degree; a poet, of some talent; and a photographer, of some taste.

I love to try new things and go to new places and meet awesome people. I love food, movies and sparkling juice.

I collect books, coins and pillows.

My dream is to travel around the world.