When will I learn from it?

You used to be my everything,
You used to make me full,
You used to make me feel what now
Feels far away and there seems,
No end

I am thankful for what
You gave me.
I am thankful for our
Time.

I used to love you,
You knew I did,
I used to love you,
But that was my version of it
Not yours. Never was. Never will.

It’s been so much time,
And yet my heart didn’t stop,
I’m still alive
But am I really or am I not?

When will I finally see,
The past is gone,
The future is unknown,
And the now is now.

When will I accept,
We were never meant
To be together,
Never meant to love each other.

But deep inside
my heart will know,
It will finally heal,
One day hopefully.

She’s falling

Don’t you see

She’s falling

Don’t you hear her

She’s screaming

 

She’s falling

She’s trying to

Get a hold of

Something solid

 

But her hands

Can’t seem to reach

It, because there’s

Nothing left to hold

 

Her everything is

Gone forever, there’s

No turning back

Not now, not tomorrow

 

I want to keep

her from falling

But I can’t

I won’t stop her.

 

 

Obsessed

Obsessed we are
With every little thing
Obsessed we are
With the thought
Of a long life

Obsessed she is
With the thought
That he is hers
Obsessed she is
With him and his voice

Obsessed he is
With no one but himself
Obsessed he is
With his beauty
And his world

Obsessed I am
I cannot let him go
Obsessed I am
The problem is
I can’t go with the flow.

Obsessed they are
With silver and with gold
Obsessed they are
With glory and with might

Obsessed it was
With nothing but real love
Obsessed it was
With peace and inner beauty

Thanks for reading. I know I haven’t been writing lately, but I thought I might just do it now. The title of this poem is taken from the Daily Post one word prompt. I hope you like it. And I hope you are all alright. Bye and have a nice day, night or whatever.

Some kind of a poem

Dear Readers,
Here’s something I’ve been trying out lately. Well it was actually yesterday but I like the word lately. That’s why. So this something is some kind of a poem that isn’t a poem and that doesn’t have nothing such as structure. But there are things that return in it. And they are important. Well at least to me. Just that you know it’s neither me nor any person I know. If there are through any coincidences people that have some similarities it’s important to know that this is out of fantasy and that it may not turn out how it turns out for her in the end. So here we go with my not poem:
“Hey, she said many times. Hey she said and wanted it to be different.
Hey she said and tried to do things that could convince him. But then she realised it wasn’t what she should say. And she tried the thing she should’ve. She said it. She said Goodbye. Goodbye she said when things went south. Goodbye she said when she saw her life doing crazy things. Goodbye she said to him. Goodbye she said to the love she had for him. Goodbye she said. I’m dying she said when she felt the pain that was tearing her up from the inside. I’m dying she said when she came to the point where she knew that it would never be like it had been. I’m dying she said when she laid down on her bed at night and she was thinking about him. I’m dying she said when she felt the pain that still reminded her of the time she was happy. I’m dying she said when she laughed and laughed because her friends had told her a joke. I’m alive she said when she woke up and felt happy. I’m alive she said when she had moved on and had realised that some people just weren’t meant to be together. I’m alive she said and that was why she was happy. I’m alive she said when finally summer came and she was out with her friends. I’m alive she said when she listened to music that made her happy. I’m alive she said because she loved life and it knew. She smiled at the sun. She smiled at her mom. She smiled at her friends. She smiled at herself. And she was happy because she knew.”
That’s it. I hope you liked it. And I’d be honoured if you’d commented. You guys are just awesome. And if anyone has gone through a break up lately or going through it right now please know you are wonderful people. And you are worth it. It sure hurts as hell. And it takes time. Take that time. Only so you can heal fully. Suffer from the pain it brings to you. But don’t let it rip you apart. It really will hurt. And you will have days were you want to die. But remember always you’re worth it. You’re worth fighting for but that other person didn’t. So let that person go. It hurts like hell. And I myself haven’t gotten over it yet. There will be the person that will love you for you are and that person will love you with all their heart. That person won’t let you go and won’t stop fighting for you. That person will see your inner beauty. And that person will never take you for granted. Because no one should take you for granted. You’re not. And everyone that doesn’t see this isn’t worth it. I’m sorry for such a post. But I just needed to get it out. And crying is nothing to be ashamed of. It’s alright. But one day you’ll wake up and feel free and happy. You will be happy again.
Bye and have a nice day or night or whatever.

Love hurts

Every time I see you
I want to tell you
what I feel for you
But I can’t

Since I can’t
I still can in a poem
Maybe you’ll read it
Maybe you don’t think it is true

All I can tell you is
I am in love with you
Nothing’s going to change that
Not you and not anyone

Maybe that’s weak
But I am a human
Humans are weak
And I am okay with that

You seeing my messages
And not responding
Yeah it hurts me.
It really does.

But it’s not going
to stop my feelings
Nothing will, nothing can
And maybe I annoy you with that

I don’t care about that
I can stop annoying you
But I can’t stop
what I’m feeling for you

And I want you to know
If you need more time
Just tell me please
I can maybe slow my feelings down

But not stop them.
I guess I never will
Never could have done
Never could

So I guess what’s said
Is said. And I can’t change anything
What’s done is done. To be honest
I hope you’ll never read this one

This is just a little something for you all that are in love and are hurt because they can’t express their feelings. Just a little something. Bye and have a nice day or night or whatever.

Camouflage that keeps us hiding our soul

Camouflage is something
That keeps us hiding
Our wholly soul
But it’s something
That is just natural
It’s just human nature

People love to play it
As a child you just do it
Because it’s a fun game
As an adult you do it to
Keep your soul hidden
behind a dark blanket

Hiding is what we do
To save ourselves and
Save our thoughts to
Make sure that really
Nobody can see our
Thoughts or now what
We are up to.

This is what hiding
Well in that case
Camouflage is about.
This is what life is
About, what this world
Is about. This is camouflage.

So here’s my poem for day 8. And I know it’s a bit late but I had to learn for exams. Have a nice day. Bye

Beloved ones

They are there for you
They help you
They laugh with you
They comfort you when your crying

When you are down
They bring you up
When you feel threaten
And betrayed they
Wake up in the middle
of the night to listen
To your problems

That can be people
Who knew you
Your whole life
Like your family
But also people
Who you know
a little time
But they know you
like a Lifetime.

They are comfort
They are happiness
They are the helping hands
They are love
They are really
what matters in the world

They would risk
Their lives to
Save yours
They would do
whatever has to be done
To make your life
as easy as possible

This is what
everyone should have
Everyone should have
Beloved ones

So here’s my poem for day 7. This is what I think are beloved ones. I’d really appreciate it if you’d comment. Have a nice day and bye.

Freedom

We all should have freedom
The world is full of slaves
Where is the freedom
It’s nowhere to find
maybe in the waves

We all should have freedom
Even we aren’t free
We are imprisoned without freedom
And even if we are free physically
Then we aren’t free mentally

We all should have freedom
But it does not exist
We all want to be free
But it’s almost impossible
Because we won’t be able
To find it

Freedom is in our hearts
Freedom is in our souls
Freedom is in our lives
But we don’t see it
How could we?

But what is freedom?
Is it being free to
Have your own choice?
Is it being free to
Do whatever we want?

I don’t know what freedom is
I think it’s the choice that
Everyone has to choose.
We can choose whatever we want.
Freedom is how everyone of you
Sees it.

Here’s my poem number 5. I know a bit late but I didn’t have much time yesterday. Sorry. But finally it’s here. Have a nice day all of you.

Seconds of time

Time passes by

Second by Second

A life full of hours

A dream full of minutes

A passion full of seconds

 

Time passes by

Second by Second

Live every Minute

Enjoy every second

And live in the Now

 

Time can’t be stopped

This is impossible

Time can be hold on in our heads

And moments can be remembered

Seconds have to be enjoyed

Because we don’t have much time

 

Time passes by

Second by Second

This is life

This is every hour

Every minute

Every Second

 

This is my third poem and I hope you enjoy reading it. And don’t forget to comment.Thank ya all. Have a nice day

Reflections

We all are reflected,

In a mirror or not,

We all know the feeling,

In one way or another,

You stare at your reflection,

And you think,

There’s no hope,

You stare again,

And smile,

Because you know,

It’s okay,

Everything is okay.

 

This is my second poem and I don’t if I did well. But it’s important to try I think. Because if you never try you’ll never know. So please comment and have a nice day.