Hearts are gods just always beaten,
Yet still you leave me so defeated,
How hard is it to be-just me breathing,
My lungs ignore air and go on screaming,
I pass through life a time bomb seething,
When I blow im just left steaming,
I know the stars said im still needed,
But where’s my pair, my reason for living,
Ill show the world my hearts still beating,
Even if deaf ears lie there bleeding,
What do you want,
What do I need,
Who’ll say yes,
Who will try me,
At the end were all left laughing,
Mask the pain and walk on from me,
Ill just die here, no ones watching,
The world moves on because no one loves me…
No one stays unbeloved........... even the hunchback of Notre Damme was beloved once... Nice poem, full of emotions, with little work on words (and some spelling) and divisions, I believe, it would be sculptured complete. Keep on going!
OOPSS. FOR STARTERS I LOVED THE TITLE OF UR POEM...LOTS OF EMOTIONS PORTRAYED HERE WITH HONESTY AND SINCERITY... POETRY IS THERAPY AFTER ALL... KEEP WRITING...GOD BLESS U
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hey hate to say this bub but i were should be we're: -P otherwise this is really lovely i love the rhythm and rhyme