Hey, Amazing Readers!
I had gotten out of the habit of writing poems for months and would write only occasionally. But the past few months I have been writing a lot. Some short poems while others are a bit longer.
If you like reading poems and connecting with the author like I do, here is a bit of me in each poem. There is no theme to these as I write them as and when I feel those emotions. I hope you enjoy it and as I always say, you're not alone. If no one, you have yourself to fall back on.
I'm Trying
I don't feel as broken as I used to
I don't feel as lost as I used to,
But I'm still confused
I'm still scared.
I guess that's a part of life
One part wants to give up and not try,
The other pushes me to go on.
I know which to listen to
Do you?
Please Be Patient with Me
I read something that asked me
"Do you think of yourself as someone who loves you?"
In the blink of an eye, there were tears on my cheeks
A pain so deep-rooted I never thought it would surface.
I look for love and affection in others
Because I struggle to find it within
I'm sorry if I'm needy or get jealous
I lack something I'm trying to find
Through other's words to me.
It's something I'm trying to change
It's a slow process so please be patient with me.
Are We The Only Wanderers?
I look up to the sky and see the clouds float by,
I wonder if they have a place in mind.
Do they stop and protect people from the harsh sun?
Or do they hide the moon's guiding light?
A light that guides you home.
Or do they cry and overflow the sea with sorrow.
Do they have a purpose?
Or are they too, mere wanders on this earth?
Broken Vase
I take a pen in my hand to stop my chaotic thoughts
I'm happier than ever,
I smile more,
I laugh more
But as the sun sets
My heart clenches and my eyes tear
I don't know the reason my soul cries.
There is guilt for being sad.
I have things better than ever
Yet I take this pen in my hand in write something sad.
Why is it that I crave the human presence
When solitude is supposed to be my friend?
Why is it that I have more questions than answers?
Why do I feel like a broken vase that's glued together?
Neither broken Nor fixed.
Insecurities
Dear insecurity,
It's been a while you came to me
I wonder where you've been?
Whom are you bring down?
Are you coming back?
Or have you forever gone?
The Dilemma
Self-reflection is one of the most brilliant yet scary things to do,
The idea that you may find some deep-rooted issues that you have to face
Or the idea that self-reflection can make you more self-aware
Idk what is scarier.
My underlying problems or the fear of who I really am.
I Feel So Alone
I walk into a crowd with all faces known
Chitter chatter all around
Yet I stand there alone.
People walk past me and mouth a "hello"
I smile and nod
But I feel so holo.
Not a day has gone by where I don't wonder why
Why is it that I used to feel so alone
When I'm surrounded by all people known?
Journey into the unknown
The world is full of opportunities
The world is filled with people who care.
It's not about the opportunities you miss
But the ones you grab.
It's not about the people who leave
But the memories they create.
It's hard to not cave into fear
With all the protection over the years
The real world seems so scary.
The anxiety of being an embarrassment
The fear of not being good enough.
They make me want to get back in my shell
But this is a battle
Not with the outside world
But with myself.
Will I let fear take over?
Or will I face challenges head-on?
With a messed up mind and clammy hands
I will head on this journey
A journey into the unknown.
A Drug We NEED
The world is crumbling before our eyes,
Humans are turning into emotionless monsters.
Like crabs in a bucket, we can't see another climb out.
The world isn't divided into good and bad people,
But people are altered by their demons
Not the one we hide,
But the ones that make us ruin another life.
Our world is crumbling as people have started to thrive,
Thrive on breaking the wings of another to reach the top.
Life has turned into a game
Whoever reaches the top wins.
Winning has become a drug
A drug we must get,
A high we need
No matter what or who the cost.
Hope you liked this and got to know me a bit more.
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