The carousel of lies, In which we all ride.

Prohibiting us from love so abide.

You cannot see clearly, take a closer look.

At the words in my sad, endless book.

One lie after another, It comes so easy.

Unfortunately the outcome may not be so pleasing.

The truth hurts, heals and stores.

The lies which we have made before.

Lies of love, lies of hate.

Maybe soon we will be set straight.

Candy coating lies to seal the truth.

Or painful lies to stain our suits

The mask we are behind is ought to break,

As well the carousel of lies we rode yesterday.


Yeah so um if anyone wants to request a poem topic then go ahead. Comment ? Thanks (:

-OfmiceandDes

I love you more than life itself
But I’m afraid to love.
My heart is like the fragile wings
Of a tiny little dove.

I'm scared to get too close.
I feel that I can't win.
You'll love me for a little while
Then you'll set me free again.

I've lived so long on hopes and dreams
I don't know what to do.
I don't think I can trust my heart,
For it belongs to you.

I know you'll only hurt me
Yet, I still keep running back.
Between the paths of our hearts
There's a worn and beaten track.

You've got my heart held on a string.
It’s breaking right in two.
Enough belongs to me -to hurt-
The rest belongs to you.

I know that somewhere in your heart
There is a place for me.
I just don't know how to find it
And there's no way to make you see.

I can only hope that someday
You'll wake up and you'll find,
That while my heart belongs to yours,
Yours, too, belongs to mine.

Poem Daffodils By William Wordsworth

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

" This poem is opposite to my mood as I am very happy in my life but I write this poem for the one who are not happy"

This world doesn't seem of mine
and I don't belong to this
I feel the darkness in the place
the place which seems bright to them
These people are not mine
but other recognized me with their names
I am feeling miserable,horrible,terrible here
But they are feeling magical,beautiful,peaceful here
I don't resemble to them in any way
I don't belong to them in any way
Here I am living the life that I never wanted to live
here they are living a life , filling their desires things.
This world doesn't seem of mine
and I don't belong to this

Sad Love Poems

Sad love poems are always one of the best elements of sadness. Nothing describes a broken heart better than sad love poems. The poet’s poetic way writing may always find a rhythm with your inner feelings. And better yet if you are poet or at least feeling like one, why don’t you pick up your pen, in this case your keyboard and write your sad love poem. Your poem will help many others in times to come.

I'm so obsesses with poems so I wanted to make one too

I handed you my heart
when I handed it to you I
told you "be careful its
very fragile".
You held my heart in your hands.
When I turned to go I hear
a shattering sound.
I felt a sharp pain go through me.
That instant I knew you had
dropped my heart.
I turned to see you on your knees
trying to pick up every piece.
I told you "forget it its my heart
.....

By Geoo (me)