Untitled I saw the unseemly discourtesy of my generation destroyed, How I mourned the derogation. A derogation is indecorous. A derogation is unbecoming, A derogation is indecent, however. Pay attention to the end, The end is the most dead point of all. Now utter is just the thing, To get me wondering if the end
My Mind Darkness engulfs your dreams and turns them into nightmares. And if you come here, you should whisper your prayers. All good things come to be slaughtered. If anyone comes here, they will become a martyr. The good becomes twisted and malicious. The evil, can you guess? Ever more vicious. The benign and gentle
Fear Whimpers Fear whimpers in the whispering dark Striking terror in your heart You disappear like you were-never there Wide awake and well aware Doubt like winter, always around It comes to roost homeward bound We stare wide-eyed into the darkness Cold as death, completely heartless Come the morning darkness ends The demon waits around
Harmony of the Body My body swaying around, With the beat of the drum My feet tap-tapping, As my mouth starts to hum My eyes glimmer, As the music plays from the start My ears listening onto, The harmony of my heart. Being Yourself Roshan Varghese A Smile Kindness that can be gifted without a
We Are Told We are told To try our best but not fail To be ourselves but not different To be honest but always perfect We are told We are children but should act like adults We are not good enough but to love ourselves We are a disgrace but we can change We are
Beware Social Teens You know what it’s gonna say Refresh. Reread. Repeat. It’s probably true anyway Refresh .Reread. Repeat. I thought these people were my friends Refresh .Reread. Repeat. Is it because I don’t follow all their trends? Refresh .Reread. Repeat. How did I get involves in this mess? Refresh .Reread. Repeat. Refresh .Reread. Repeat.
Headspace Smiling through tears, laughing at fears All the emotions she can never control, All he expectations she can never uphold, All the whispered remarks she can never avoid, She keeps her head up: “just stay strong” She keeps her cool and carries on. Anon Fly Away If I could fly away, And not have
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Beat The heartbeat determines if a person’s alive, Or dead. Death happens all the time, So why do some matter more than others? It’s one of seven billion, Why sadden over one? That person has had an impact on you- Maybe they helped you. Saved you, Spoke to you, Made you feel loved, Maybe that’s
A Rose Blood red and covered in thorns So beautifully Forbidden It grew to protect itself Learned to trust in only Itself Fighting Struggling to survive Wanting to be seen Waiting to be loved but Not believe it deserves it It’s been picked and displayed Its beauty shown off to the world But As soon
They Told Me They told me I am nothing That I am lazy, crazy They told me I am too stupid But too intelligent at the same time They told me I am young, just a child That my voice doesn’t count My opinions don’t matter I should behave like an adult I am too