Iamnotperfect

Hi, this is my very first poem and I just wrote it on the go but it might be a bit rusty, however it does express my opinion. Thanks everyone ...

I wrote this poem while sitting on the bench of a bus stop in London observing my surrounding and trying to describe some of the things that catched my eye ...

Hi I just wrote this poem a few minutes ago and it just expresses some of the feelings that I felt today in a moment of anger, so I might ...

Rumors, cars, people,mischievous faces, attentiveness,train terminates.Language, differences,never quietness, monotony,people talking,saying nothing;throughout silence eyes define everyone.Accent char

Sure thing in this life is Death, moving unexpectedlywithout a warning.He doesn't give you a rest,he runs after you,he steals your life.The world is evolving, the days are getting shorter,the ...

He was driving smoothly; everything was still at first, than I said something that broke that sense of serenity,now I know that this is from where it was a rainy ...

Dancing,music50's songs,old people smiling,back to their years,what a sense of nostalgia.Ta-ta ta-ta-taaaTheir posture,perfect alingment,genuine smile,chin up, simple jestures.I see a couple dominatin

It kills me to know that there is nothing I can doto this feeling I shall not subdue My heart is in pain and sorrowbut the reason I don't knowBoredom ...

Doing the right thingwhen you know you shouldn't?Tired, exhausted from workon the busthinking of the day.I don't have the energy to do anything,anymoreI fell like the ink of a penon ...

I judged you but I was wrongmy mistakes aren't fewdon't know why it took me eyes were coldwhen I didn't know I was wrongwhen I wasn't toldwhy did it take ...

Stress is taking over mewhat an effectso dried out so exhausted just like a cigarette about to finishI need to scream,laugh, crywhat a state of confusion finding myself like thistoo ...

Spent so much time with you,can't even remember how we met,age hasn't its fault,yes we are still about to blossom.Who knew you would've become the keeper of my secrets,who knew ...

Voices, chaos,ideasI try to say somethingbut is almost like being invisible.this constraint of not being able to be heard;I try to understand as they talk I convince myself it's normal, ...

On this beautiful night ...Here I am walking alone in the darkwhere I finally found some peace,where I can contemplate in my thoughts,this relaxing atmosphere is so refreshing from all ...

Do you know what hurts the most,knowing that there is hypocrisy in this worldand knowing that you are one of them.When you promised me that something,I have trusted you but ...

Thinking knowledge is a good thing is right,thinking you know more than anyone is wrong,I say this because poor mewas too ignorant at the time to recognize such a sin.I ...

Hi, I just wrote this poem on the go but feel free to give your opinion.I sit still on this chair,so confused, so alonesalty cascades of water coming from my ...

She lays still in her bed,waiting for the angel of deathto come,to steal her soul.She's weak,I stand there by her side in silence,ignorant to what is happening.How awful for everyone ...

I put so much energy on my work that I forgot what was really important,time was going fast and I was anaware of her disease,that monster that was sucking life ...

Memories of her starving to see us eat,memories of her sick and weak,memories of how hard it was to take action, there was no limit to time,days were months and ...

I wish I could go back to when I was a child,to when I felt at ease with this world.I wish I could say I love you sincerelyand be unafraid ...

Here is the Blues Man,sitting on the bench and scrutinizing the world,holding his guitar with pride,and pouring his soul into his music.Here is the Blues Man,narrating the pain and frustration ...

Am I who I am, this vision, this odour, these feelings, are they real? I look around vauguely trying to see through each one of us, What made them who ...

Dad, I miss you what can I tell you? I wish I could talk to you, open to you the way I used to. Dad, do you remember me? I ...