Firsts

Firsts

A Poem by Mala
"

what happens at the beginning doesn't end the same

"
First you cry,
As darkness turns to light.
Then you cry,
In the darkness of the night.

First you smile,
As joy fills your heart.
Then you smile,
To hide your broken parts

First you laugh,
As you look forward to the morrow.
Then you laugh,
To mask your sorrow.

First you kiss,
As to share the love have.
Then you kiss,
Because you can't fight back.

First you fall,
As you scrape your knee.
Then you fall,
For the pain you need.

First you die,
As you whisper your last words.
Not because your time had come,
But because it hurts
 

© 2017 Mala


Author's Note

Mala
Criticism is welcomed :)

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I love the simple flow of complex ideas here.
This is a wonderful poem.

Keep writing with such amazing ideas.
Make sure you always record your ideas as soon as you feel them in your soul. Make sure you write and date your poems everytime.
Express your ideas freely. Think outside the box. Through your poems, show the world from your unique perspective.

You have a serious talent. Keep practicing to be good at your art. Read books and write more with discipline, passion and dedication. Make each poem unique like songs are unique in their own right.

WELL DONE

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




Reviews

I love the simple flow of complex ideas here.
This is a wonderful poem.

Keep writing with such amazing ideas.
Make sure you always record your ideas as soon as you feel them in your soul. Make sure you write and date your poems everytime.
Express your ideas freely. Think outside the box. Through your poems, show the world from your unique perspective.

You have a serious talent. Keep practicing to be good at your art. Read books and write more with discipline, passion and dedication. Make each poem unique like songs are unique in their own right.

WELL DONE

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

wow this is an amazing poem. the flow is great, and i love the last stanza
"First you die,
As you whisper your last words.
Not because your time had come,
But because it hurts"
great read


Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on February 11, 2017
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Mala
Mala

Singapore



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I am a 16 year old girl with way too much ideas and no-one to tell them too. I have issues that I like to describe. Still new to the whole writing thing more..

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