Vizard

     

   

Life is beautiful

But they make it  miserable

I'm tired to live this life

A life that full of lies.

I'm so tired

Tired from living

Tired from hiding

Tired of just being tired.

Maybe people knows

That I am happy

But they didn't know 

That I hide my real personality.

I'm tired to lie

Tired of telling people

That I'm fine

Even I'm clearly not.

I'm tired of pretending

Pretending that I am happy

All I want to do is to cry

I'm tired to live this life.

 I'm tired to feel

That I'm trash

Treated like a dirt

And didn't give importance.

I'm tired as the wing of a bird

All  I need is to rest 

In this crazy world

to forget all the sadness and hurt.

I'm tired to impress

but it lead to stress

I want to get off

All i need is to rest.

I'm tired listening my tears

My heart scattered into  piece

All I want is silent and peace

To live this life without fear. 

                                                               -ATT

blockout poetry

Blockout Poetry

Spending more time with lord would need
to refuse pressure
fight negative vibes
and there times
when you wake up
and realize
that you feel love

Concrete Poetry

Say hello to summer

         

              I want to go to beach .Where there's a ton of powdery white sand and coconut trees that sway  a few meters away. Children who play volleyball and badminton. I hear the loud cheers of the spectators and everyone has a bet. I hear the refreshing air whispering my ears. I want to swim  at the blue and warm water  while I can taste the salty and warm water. I see sexy women who flaunt  their slim body at the beach. I love the beach where  I am at the peace with the world.

Descriptive

                   As I enter the house. I see the ligt that calls me to walk in. The house is very quiet like no one lives here. I smell the aftershave that lingers at my nose and makes me feel curious . Until i hear the high pitch voice that calls my attention quickly . I  fallow the voice and walk towards it. I see my dad standing infront at the door and he immediately hugs me. His soft skin makes me feel comfortable with him. And he had a red lips like those of a sweet strawberry that touch my rosy cheek.

 

ATT (12)

Tanaga

  

           
  You are the  greatest treasure
   I've been keeping in my heart.
    I'll still love you that's for sure
    Nothing would tear us apart.


                         -ATT(95)