Posted in Literary Pieces, Poems

Unrequited

 

I know in myself I should not love you
‘Cause you can’t love me as much as I do
But, still chose to give my love on you
Giving you with every simple thing I do

I know in myself I was loving you
Without hoping you will love me, too
My heart gives extra beats just for you
My mind makes extra thoughts of you, too

I know in myself it hurts loving you
I’m loving you without leaving any clue
Hiding feelings whenever I feel like crying
Crying all alone when I feel like hurting

I know in myself I was loving you
I was loving you, but I can’t continue
I know in myself I shouldn’t fall for you
I know in myself I wasn’t meant for you

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Posted in Literary Pieces, Poems

The Last Poem For You

Fake people have their fake masks on
I wonder how they live with those masks on
I wish I could tell you, I wish I could let you
Know how painful it is being with you

It hurts to know your smiles ain’t for real
It hurts to know loving me is against your will
It hurts to know loving me isn’t your big deal
It hurts to know loving me you didn’t want to stand still

You’re a fake person, oh you’re really one like them
You belong with me fae less than you belong with them
It seems to be obvious on what you will choose
For in my case, I’d rather love a goose

If you wanted to love again, my dear old friend
Promise me you’ll never wear your mask again
Don’t break his trust for it wont regain once broken
Love him until we see each other again in heaven

Posted in Literary Pieces, Poems

Moving On

I don’t know how much it cost you
To abandon me without leaving any clue
I wish that day you would let me know
Why didn’t you tell me to let you go

How I wish I shouldn’t have met you
And made you believe love’d see us through
But I was a fool who got tricked by you
Believing your love for me was true

How can I move on now without you
I felt so hopeless because of you
I felt so worthless, oh thanks to you
I could’ve been better if it weren’t for you

(7-7-6)

Posted in Literary Pieces, Poems

How Would I End Up in Love?

I would always end up like hurting
Every time you would be here narrating
Because I knew in the first place
They were not even all about me

I would have been feeling good.

I would always end up like bleeding
Every time I would hear you laughing
Because I knew in the first place
They were not even all because of me

I would have been so fulfilled.

I would always end up like crumbling
Every time I would see you smiling
Because I knew in the first place
They were not even all for me

I would have been so happy.

I hate the fact that I have loved you
Hate the fact that I could lose you
I do not want to want you
I do not love to love you

Don’t mind me hurting, bleeding, crumbling
Don’t even mind me at all; it’s too late
Already on it before the moment you even knew
You didn’t care and would not even care

That is how I really loved you.
And, so do you?

Posted in Literary Pieces, Short Stories

No Pain, No Gain (Sloth)

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You know that sinking feeling of disappointment you get when you have suggested something to an associate or friend and you get an immediate negative response. It could be as casual as the suggestion that you seen a new job or business hearing an associate reply… “It won’t work”. I know someone who tried it and did not succeed. As because friends from you and your action, speaks louder than words.

‘’I can change a pumpkin into a carriage, but if you want to turn that fat into muscle, you’ll have to exercise two hours a day.’’

Success usually involves pain and sacrifice. It will not happen by itself.