short poetry by never was

…𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬

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𝓢𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓔𝔁𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓝𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓼

𝟦 𝒶𝓂 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝑒𝓍𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓃𝑔𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓃𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓈 𝐼'𝓂 𝒹𝓊𝓂𝒷𝒻𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹𝑒𝒹 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒶 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓁𝑒 𝐼 𝑔𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒾𝓈𝓃'𝓉 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓇𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓏𝓋𝑜𝓊𝓈 𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝐼 𝒽𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑒𝒹 𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓂𝓎 𝐼.𝒟.

𝐼 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝓂𝑒 𝓈𝒶𝓎 𝓂𝓎 𝓃𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝒲𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒹𝑜 𝒾𝓉'𝓈 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝒶 𝓈𝓎𝓂𝓅𝒽𝑜𝓃𝓎 𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃'𝓉 𝓊𝓃𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝒽𝑜𝓌 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓈𝒶𝒾𝒹 𝒾𝓉 𝐼𝓉'𝓈 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝒶 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝑒 𝒻𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝑒𝒶𝓇

𝐻𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓂𝒾𝒹𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒻𝓊𝓃 𝐼 𝓌𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝒶𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝒶𝒹𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓈 𝒾𝓃 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝑔𝓊𝒾𝓈𝑒 𝒩𝑜𝓉 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝑒𝓃𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝒾𝓉 𝓈𝒽𝑜𝓌𝑒𝒹 𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝑒𝓎𝑒𝓈 𝐼'𝓂 𝓈𝑜𝓇𝓇𝓎, 𝒾𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈𝓃'𝓉 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝐼 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉

𝒮𝓂𝒾𝓁𝑒 𝓇𝒽𝓎𝓂𝑒𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓃𝒶𝓂𝑒, 𝒾𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝐼'𝓂 𝓎𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒯𝑜𝑜𝓀 𝒶 𝓊-𝓉𝓊𝓇𝓃 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝑒𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝒟𝒾𝒹𝓃'𝓉 𝓁𝑒𝒶𝒹 𝒶𝓉 𝑜𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝑜𝒻𝒻 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑔𝓇𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹 𝒜𝓉 𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓈𝓉 𝓌𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝓁𝒶𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝒶𝓉 𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇'𝓈 𝒿𝑜𝓀𝑒

𝐼 𝓌𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝑜𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝒽𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓉𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝓈𝒽 𝒶𝒾𝓇 𝒟𝓎𝑒𝒹 𝓂𝓎 𝒽𝒶𝒾𝓇 𝒷𝓇𝓊𝓃𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒 𝒽𝑒 𝓃𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝓈𝒶𝓌 𝐵𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝓁𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓃'𝓉 𝓈𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝒽𝒾𝓂 𝒟𝒾𝒹𝓃'𝓉 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝓎 𝒹𝒾𝒻𝒻𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓈

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IM BACK BAKC BACK

I now have a time to post some poems. and yeah I just recently graduated from college.

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untitled.

how many favorites I will mark and scrap?

how many hobbies I should learn and drop?

how many playlist should I play and queue?

how many efforts will it take to have you?

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Hey Kevin!

Kevin, loving you was unforeseen

a dicey weather I kept whining

but losing you was the finest thing

[ps. an excerpt from my poem. been my fav yet heartbreaking]

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it's over, it doesn't smell as before

climate changed and monsoon came so early

but i still felt how you lit inside me

should I set fire through the rain to have you?

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I'm the guy that you wanted so bad yesterday

While you hit rock bottom laying on the floor

If you feel depress again just give a call 

We could talk how you never want me to leave

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Stolen kiss by a stranger

I gave out easily

It should've been you

but how do I know if there is 'you'

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April, what a good time to die

Ceased myself almost every night

Six feet under, my second try

22, how cruel you are

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one for two

Resent me for what I did because I deserve it

We have bigger issues and we won't last, I admit

But one thing for sure, I know you know it too

I have one heart, and it doesn't beat for two

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I get it if you throw away my portrait of you

All the blues I waste when I had no clue

That you were just here for the view

No cue cos you won't tell me what's true

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Eating alone on the restaurant I booked for us two

And wearing the t-shirt I bought just for you

I wish I got the answer before you go

You would've said no, but you left so hazy with no clue

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I've turned out completely different from the things you wanted me to be.

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How would I be if there's no music and poetry?

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I'd rather hold a knife and cut myself

Than holding into something we never had

Cause that hurts more than bleeding out

I wish what we almost had could've been true

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Band-aid

"Just put a band-aid on", you inflicted at cost.

I'm forbearing with these silent words you're leaving.

Spin out my cuts when I could've been healed by now.

The longer we stay, the deeper the pain I bear.

Many weeks you've been hiding your head in the sand

You forget to think about how I was feeling.

A simple 'no' replaced by some flowery words

And I played dumb until you say it directly.

Salt in the wound right at the bottom of my heart.

I swore that black is white, yet darkness catered me.

Pulled you closer to me with my hand on your wrist

I thought my scar faded but it appeared again.

You say I'm the kindest, never the prettiest

That's why I'm so soft because I don't have the face

But those excuses made me even uglier.

Wait 'til I tire myself and be the opposite.

When is this got to end, or will it never be?

Who knows if I'll be happy with this forever.

I'd rather lose you now with greatest memories

Than having you aged filled with regrets and sorrow.

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behind the supermarket

i wonder what's behind the supermarket

but I know you're living on the far side of that place

i always peek at the alley when i walk past by it

praying every time that you show up accidentally

like it was destined for us to meet again.

then i'd say "hello, how are you?"

or maybe ask you out for a dinner.

honestly, I don't know much about you.

maybe you did not tell the truth at all

that you weren't living behind the supermarket.

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