Feb 10, 2015
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colours
Red is the color of joy
that i see
when you are with me
Blue is the color of peace
which i feel
with you beside me
Pink is the color of sweetness
something i always hear
whenever you speak a word
Purple stands for courage
which i see much
when you take a stand for me
Brown is referred to as fear
a feeling that strikes me
whenever the thoughts of loosing you occur
Green is the colour of safety
which i feel much
with you around me
Black is for sadness
that i received
every time we fought
And white is a sign
from me
as i am ending this poem
What you mean to me
Some flowers are red
often the sky is blue
Whenever i think of you
the world becomes new
Nights are not always starry
Some pictures are blurry
As our fights brought us near
Your friendship to me is always so dear
Hearing the jokes that make me laugh
Still feels incomplete without you
Though i know you're not here
I glance everywhere to check if you're near
(please reply to end this if you liked this one or loneliness)
Loneliness
Every moment is endless
Thinking of you is what i call happiness
i'll keep on waiting
be a sitting duck
ceasing on to time
till i see you on the other side
reaching out gripping on to my tear-filled damp hand
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Second part :
If i could go back
change the tide of time
i'd wipe your tears
Solitary i keep waiting for you
to come
end this infinitude
oh the hopeless
unrelenting truth....................Loneliness
What i feel
Life is like a palate of colours ,you feel everything is wonderful and "colourful" but as soon as the colours either start to dry out or the paint goes away with the picture ; the palate remains empty and it looses it's values....
Just like that life fades away at a certain point of time but then the palate is again used to fill images with colour. Which is why people shouldn't give up , they ought to look around themselves and find happiness within the small things that surround them.
I was a suicidal person..... I am a suicidal person , not because my parents' pressurize me bcoz they don't . I might be the most "filled with guilt" person anyone would ever meet. My best friend
came second for the first time , she usually comes 1st and i blame myself.I am an introvert. i bottle up emotions and yet the jar is never brimming with guilt.Some how it fits inside.
i'm writing this blog because i wanna be heard , i wanna tell people how i feel so that maybe they can soothe me. i am a baby who needs crooning. i'm not above 16 or anything i'm only 14 hell i became 14 on 28th jan..................... THe only reason i'm able to write this is bcoz of my best friend ******(i;m not supposed to say her name so we call her Ivy) She consulted me and gave me faith.She'd be shattered if i kill thyself........................................................................................
until next time
Please be sure to read and reply I'm******* (deserae clymen sathhoff)