Used

You craved for my company,

You said it would just take time;

So I waited.

      
You promised me soon you will reciprocate my feelings,

Despite breaking my heart in the process many times;

So I stayed.

      
But truth is you just liked the idea that I love you,

You just enjoyed the feeling of being loved;

So I felt used.

      
But you didn’t love me back,

Nor would you ever do;

So I got tired.

      
You just used my love for you,

Until it was all gone;

So I left.

     
-fin-

     

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Walking Oxymoron

my mind a controlled chaos,

my heart an organised mess

beautifully painful are my emotions

i arguably acquiesce.

with my naturally strange company,

you’ll learn to deal with what life brings;

like the sad joys and sweet agonies,

with all the huge little things.

typically weird sometimes.

awfully good at acting natural.

i like small crowds in order to be myself

somehow, it is weirdly normal.

i’ve never told a lie, i am a liar.

i always busy myself with nothing.

i care deeply for humanity but

oftentimes, i loathe human beings.

my past experiences make me burn in tears,

i drown at the fire brought by

the aftermath of my unpleasant years.

so to protect myself, 

i hate to love and love to hate.

just same differences, they create.

     

-fin-

     

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Colours

You warned me anyway

Your favourite colour was black.

And you explain awhile back;

Just like your soul, you said.

But when I’m with you,

My cheeks so red.

‘LOVE,’ it is what they say;

No more of these thoughts so gray.

But then your soul came in the way.

Proving you weren’t here to stay.

The purple sky, I look up to

As you left me and my feelings so blue.

        

-fin-

     

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Gravity

And yes, it was a universal force,

Something natural, physical.

It occurs to anyone:

To you, me, whoever really.

And as Newton formulated,

what comes up must come down.

There I was up—way, way up

On Cloud Nine.

But just like the apple in the tree,

Not too long will my stay be.

So let it do the job.

Leave it to gravity;

‘Cause I’m actually not afraid to fall,

I’m just afraid you wouldn’t catch me.

 

-fin-

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Surrender

When the body begins
To be swallowed by the dark abyss;

And the mind ends up

Being conquered by the beasts

Of the past which claw

Their way to the heart 

That strikes like a dart.

It starts 

To bleed like flowing tears.

Similar to what my eyes fear

They couldn’t stop.

Don’t blame me when

The odds made me give up.

(For I am tired.)

      

-fin-

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Love

no one realises

how powerful it is

until he or she

feels,

experiences,

or loses it.

      

it can either

make or break you,

that’s what love does.

strengthen

or shatter

one’s own heart.

        

but there are

indeed times like this,

where love could turn

one

into 

a writer.

          

there are others,

many others out there:

they tend to turn 

passion

into 

prose.

           

there are others,

many others like me:

they tend to turn

pain

into

poetry.

   

-fin-

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Done

I used to think you were the ying to my yang.

We were the Jekyll and Hyde; Tweedledee, Tweedledum.

But where were you? When I was on the brink, at the worst—

I was at the rock bottom down on my knees

saying, ‘please, please somebody out there be a dear, be a friend.’

I lent my shoulder for you to cry on, my hanky is for your tears.

When you need somebody to listen to you, we both know I’m all ears.

I would totally cross the ocean for you; but you couldn’t even jump a puddle for me.

As it is my time for a friend, I couldn’t help but think. 

I know that friendship should be unconditional—

but damn, it is so hard to just give and give until my all is none.

My all is given, my all has been taken for granted, my all is gone.

Call me selfish, call me a hypocrite.

But I’m out of here; I’m so done.

-fin-

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Depression

‘i’m fine’

truth is that it’s

all in my mind.

    

but this internal battle

with myself is

killing me inside.

   

‘save me’

from the depths

of my toxic thoughts;

    

because now

i know this is what

dying feels like.

     

-fin-

     

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28/01/2016

Listen

it has happened,

i experienced it.

maybe now, i can’t 

accept it yet.

i know the pain will subside;

tomorrow, next week,

next month, next year.

i don’t know when,

but i know it will.

the reason i tell it to you,

i trust you with all my heart.

but please just listen;

just lend your ears.

but please don’t give me advice;

nothing will make me

feel different.

but please understand me,

because this is how i cope.

but please refrain from saying

‘i’m sorry,’ because

it’s not your fault.

but please don’t tell me

‘it’s going to

be okay,’

because

it won’t.

         

-fin-

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