That feeling you get when you were so close with a person and now things aren't the same! Fading Relations !
At first i think "why to?.." Then i think "I have to!", Or else i'll lose you.. I try to talk.. But it's not just the same.. Sometimes, thinking of this, Makes me insane.. "Why can't we be the same?" Miss those times, When i didn't need my rhymes, To say what's in my mind... What we had.. how we were, Now it seems so far gone.. Hoping to catch up, We try,we both do, But never even get close! I know it's not enough, And i'll try even more, 'Cuz i wanna save this 'breaking bond'!.. It gets weaker every day, And if there's something you can't buy, It's that 'something' that is 'this'.. These bonds.. I miss how strong they were, I miss how no one could separate us.. But now it's like a rush, If you get into it, You get suffocated, You get pushed around, And you try to get out of it.. But i don't mind getting suffocated, Or being pushed around, 'Cuz i wanna save this breaking bond!..
we write best when we are all over the map with our feelings.. when we are happiest it is really difficult to convey that well in poetry. this is something I have always penned as the plague of the artists sorrow.. we do our best work in pain and in longing. that is why we need rhyme.. and cannot wait for the days when we do not need it. but miss the gift when you cannot muster up anything thoughtful to say.
Yeah..And that's exactly when i write my rhymes .. :)
8 Years Ago
it kind of helps make sense of everything.. its like puking on paper to see what is inside.. you can.. read moreit kind of helps make sense of everything.. its like puking on paper to see what is inside.. you can sort it out.. (excuse the grossness of my analogy).. but at least you can get a better look at what you are really feeling.
At first i think "why to?.."
Then i think "I have to!",
Or else i'll lose you..
I try to talk..
But it's not just the same..
Sometimes, thinking of this,
Makes me insane..
"Why can't we be the same?"
i really enjoyed this poem, and i could feel the emotion in every line. it made me think about how sometimes, we try to save the bond that we have with someone, even if we no longer feel the same way that we once did about the person.
Dude, I love your stories they make me want to keep writing them
To lead the story on. it's another great piece. There is still so much of you that is coming around.
Hope Im around when you hit your peak
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Whatever comes along, I'll take
As in it's end, my heart will break
This breaking bond is us you see
All that's left, of you and me
Your like a diamond in the rough, I don't even want to critique you. Though I think some of the rev.. read moreYour like a diamond in the rough, I don't even want to critique you. Though I think some of the reviewers here are so nice it doesn't allow for growth. If you were pushed, you would rock !!
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8 Years Ago
Thank you so much for your kind words.. And i'll try more! :)
You get suffocated,
You get pushed around,
And you try to get out of it..
But i don't mind getting suffocated,
Or being pushed around,
'Cuz i wanna save this breaking bond!..
I so loved this part, awesome write, I could feel this write.
Very nicely written.
Posted 8 Years Ago
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8 Years Ago
Thank you so much..
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Well expressed and relatable write. It reminds me of strangers who were once best friends.
Posted 8 Years Ago
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8 Years Ago
And that's exactly what was in my mind while i was writing this! "A best friend who once was a frien.. read moreAnd that's exactly what was in my mind while i was writing this! "A best friend who once was a friend" :)
Thank you.. glad that you could understand!.
we write best when we are all over the map with our feelings.. when we are happiest it is really difficult to convey that well in poetry. this is something I have always penned as the plague of the artists sorrow.. we do our best work in pain and in longing. that is why we need rhyme.. and cannot wait for the days when we do not need it. but miss the gift when you cannot muster up anything thoughtful to say.
Yeah..And that's exactly when i write my rhymes .. :)
8 Years Ago
it kind of helps make sense of everything.. its like puking on paper to see what is inside.. you can.. read moreit kind of helps make sense of everything.. its like puking on paper to see what is inside.. you can sort it out.. (excuse the grossness of my analogy).. but at least you can get a better look at what you are really feeling.
Relatable and emotive piece!
Sometimes the void people leave at their wake is big and deep enough to consume us whole and sometimes time heals everything.
Great write! Very well penned!
I'm 18.
I've been writing poems since for a while now..Most of the poems i write are based on my feelings..
The poems i write are mostly unorthodox and i tend to keep it that way! ;)
Also love t.. more..