I write poetry because I find it helps me get my thoughts out in a way people can understand. Poetry has become a way for me to vent feelings and thoughts on paper. Though throughout my time of writing poetry it has helped me become a better person by not bottling my emotions and letting my inner poet out. more »
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Khaleel Steir Poems
Trapped in my Mind
I’m lost in the dark labyrinth of my mind For there is no way out, no exits, only dead ends Why am I trapped here? Help! Somebody please help me
A Dark Night
The wind howls as the storm rages on Trees dancing and leaves celebrating It's dangerous out there A tree falls from dancing to hard
We travel through time daily, crossing decades Yet we focus on the past We close our eyes and begin to venture minutes, hours in reverse Searching for opportunities we may have may have missed
An outcast. A stranger. An outsider. I'm a shadow in this world. Nobody cares, the only care about themselves. My shadow has even left me; actually, my shadow and I have switched places. Depression has shackled me and holds me hostage.
The Strive For Greatness
An unstoppable force, like a tidal wave crashing over my competition You can't stop this man, who blows past the obstacles. I'm the Micheal Jordan of anything I do.
The Unsung Hero
My hard work goes unnoticed for years. I'm a nobody. I feel like Robin, Batman’s sidekick. A pat on the back, at most. Why even try then? So when will it be my turn? !
As the light begins to fade, the day is coming to an end After the day of laughs, fun, memories, and good friends It's time to finally go home
You are the brightest star in the night sky Brighter than the sun itself You smile, brighter than an exploding star Nothing can truly be said to capture your true beauty
To define what in thee world my teacher writes on the board I clearly see gibberish or some strange scribbling on the board How will solving these strange and complicated equations that having nothing to do with life?
Every day my minds shows me what I want most. These thoughts, these feelings, it hurts knowing that we can’t be together. It feels as if I’m standing behind a window, looking, watching you walk away.
Atlantic City. Did anything matter then? We had fun right? A smiled was stuck on your face. We had good times.
Nobody truly wants to be alone. That feeling you feel deep down when you start to think about your life, seeing that your life hasn’t lived up to how you imagined it would.
Why would you spread a rumor? These rumors have the force of a tidal wave and devour everything in sight Rumors are destructive like a wildfire, spreading rapidly, always wanting more Rumors could crush friendships, create enemies, and hurt people you care about
Give Me Strength
Lord, please give me the strength to fight back the beast within I am slowly losing control and I cannot fight this one alone You once gave me the strength to fight this angry beast and lock him away within But he's grown stronger since our last battle
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Trapped in my Mind
I’m lost in the dark labyrinth of my mind
For there is no way out, no exits, only dead ends
Why am I trapped here?
Help! Somebody please help me
These thoughts, they’re overwhelming me
As if I’m trapped in the undertow of the ocean, fighting to get back to the surface
Why must they torture me?
I feel as if they’re tearing the skin off my body
These dark thoughts show me my past
Like a highlight reel of those good times
No, those times weren’t so great
These thoughts flash that picture of her
That girl who’s hold binds me so, like a python ...