Biography of Keiromi Nozomu
I have no claim to fame,
But except for these words.
So I use a penname,
'Cause they're not pretty words.
Look, I am who I am, and that's who I am. There is nothing else to say. On this site, I reveal the bare skin of my soul by posting my heart for healing or for destruction.
My poems are the raw emotion I feel inside, no masks, no lies. Do what you wish with it, for I have lost the ability to care.
Anonymously is the only way I dare reveal my emotions. At least if you don't know my name then you cannot connect my soul to my face. And so you cannot ridicule me to my face.
Insults through text are not near as destructive as insults of face and voice.
Keiromi Nozomu's Works:
I'm working on getting my work published...but not until I'm older.
Keiromi Nozomu Poems
An Attractive Penname (Mine)
I have no claim to fame, But except for these words, So I use a penname, 'Cause they're not pretty words.
Why I Write
Sometimes the emotions, Arejust way too much. They search to be free, But are trapped inside me.
I don't know him well, Only time will tell. If we're meant to be, Together we'll see.
Someday Maybe I
Someday maybe, He will stand beside me. He will be strong, And he won't treat me wrong.
This Is My World
Imagine this: Screaming and tears, Hurt feelings are clear, Feeling so messed up inside.
I want to fit in, Desperately so. I want to fit in, But I don't know how.
I don’t know if I can explain it, The way that everything about you, Is magnified a hundredfold, The way I can’t forget one single detail…
Surcease From Shining
[4/22/08] eyes begin watching concerned and afraid
Life As I See It (Revised)
Life is just one big hell-hole, Where everybody slowly burns. But soon one stirs up trouble, No one ever learns.
Life As I See It
Life is just one big hell-hole, Where everybody slowly burns. Until one stirs up trouble, And ignites larger flames.
Someday Maybe Ii
Someday Maybe, I'll find that one he. He'll care for me, Not who I pretend to be.
He'd never call me pretty, He just might say I'm ugly. He says that we are friends, And he's annoying to no end.
You Don'T Know Her
She's stronger than she shows, And she'll never let you know. She hates pity and so she hides her tears, Behind pretty eyes, who never cry
I should have done this, I could have done that. Would it have changed this? I still wonder about that...
You Don'T Know Her
She's stronger than she shows,
And she'll never let you know.
She hates pity and so she hides her tears,
Behind pretty eyes, who never cry
She wants to be alone,
Just her breaking heart at home.
So she can empty her eyes, and finally cry,
Those tears buried so deep inside.