This one's for her, who I want to smash with all my heart.
Her steps are signals for my peers; Her silhouette brings angers instead of cheers; Her presence stops our world from revolving; Her voice makes us thirst for music loving.
Those eyes of hers will engulf you in just a stare, Engulf you in such a way that you will feel a nightmare. I might have been frightened of her eyes, If only I do not have rage that goes high up to the skies.
She neither like nor care. I say she has some dilemma she cannot bear, But she should not show such situation, Because then I would think, she is just a decoration.
Supposedly, she is our guidance, She should know our problems in just a glance, But unfortunately, her feelings are numb, As numb as the head of a dumb.
She easily concludes and judges. She hastily thinks bad with a few scratches. She never considers an explanation, Until she finishes her inaccurate indignation.
Her dramas were as senseless, As senseless as a place with mess. I just utter blasphemies under my breath, For if she hears, there's nothing I would ever get.
I tried to understand her, though, Consoled her even in my own thoughts, Yet she must have been unworthy, For the understanding given to her, really.
They say, the eyes show what we feel. Those would mirror emotions and serve as our soul's seal.
Yes, hers are full of disappointment and hatred. Her eyes are with fury which, admittedly, sometimes make me scared.
Nothing but sorrows and horrors, Her presence gives hours by hours. I would gladly want to depart from her, I must forget the picture of her eyes forever.
I like the description in the poem. The eyes can tell you the truth. Some people are heartless and cold. I like the story in the poem and the very good ending. Good to forget useless things. Thank you for sharing the excellent poem.
Coyote
I like the description in the poem. The eyes can tell you the truth. Some people are heartless and cold. I like the story in the poem and the very good ending. Good to forget useless things. Thank you for sharing the excellent poem.
Coyote
Intriguing, I sense a sort of . . . withheld anger, which, if left to blossom uncontrolled, can devastate lives. On the separate hand; I do love the way in which it is portrayed, straightforward and simple. Well done. Though, sad as it is, I'm afraid I've written countless numbers of these poems (all dedicated to myself, of course).
I was cheering for the narrator to take a stand but it never came. . .such is life. It is hard at those times to remember a person can only hold as much power over us as we give them.
this is what we call sweet hatred ...
its not hatred completely, its something like a few steps behind it ...
at first the idea is the anger, then it switches to maturity and understanding as in
"I tried to understand her, though,
Consoled her even in my own thoughts," .. which depicts the mature behavior in trying to avoiding misconceptions and then it switches to complete evasion with the last line...
i would say an excellent piece of thinking and more importantly an advice for us to follow ...
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I found the rhyming to be bit of a put off, it feels a bit forced and I'm sorry for sounding like a jerk here, but otherwise this poem is interesting and you bring out the emotion really well. The person you talk about must be quite the hateful character...good write!!
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