I realised that some people made me blind but now it's my time to get up and roll the dice.
I rightly trusted youAmong every allBut you didn't valueMy torment fall.Things I used to shareWas utterly trueBut you made me tearThe trust in you.From your lie, I learnedOr maybe you taughtLike a wind you turnedAnd gave me blot.This is all I can say,"Trust is easy to breakBut cannot make the wayFilled with stake"Maybe sometimeWhen we see againBroken trust everytimeIn mind will remain.©Poem_pickk
She is the crownAnd my powerWhen I wear downMy fetching hair lower. When wind blowsAnd swings my hairShe touches my faceAnd Whispers, "I'm one of a rare".Those days were badWhen mother used to tie.And I get madFor every oil, she apply.In sunny dayI tie her upIn a classic bunWith a scrunchie up.I style her rareWith rich adornmentOh! my beautiful hairWith hell lot of attachment.©Poem_pickk
My messy roomWith actual hell like messCleaning is a doomWith unruly stress.My morning cupIs still on the bedAnd that old lollipopOn the way to spread.And the cat named todHas ruined the floorAll the ants are caughtSomewhere amid the doorClosets are fullStuffed to the maxThe old clothes dullAnd sock under the racksClearing this messCan take my whole dayThen let me guessOk, I won't clean today.
BEYOND THE SAD SMILE
Beautiful fair smileRays of sunshine on faceBut it didn't last for a whileBefore setting the smile ablaze.A sad smileWas manipulating meMy heart breaks for a whileWhen I try to smile freeWhen I adress with a maskHiding the acheSomething reminds me offThen I give a smile fake.Behind that sad lone smileMisery I tried to hideIt took me way too whileTo see my smile back wide.A small curve in my faceJust started to bloomWhen I smiled at onceAlone in the room.©Poem_pickk
WHEN IS SUNDAY?
A day for sleepAnd a long constant snoreVision so deepAnd drooling even more.Gaming hoursAnd eating twiceSound like failuresBut Sunday made me wise.Ceaselessly thinking foodAnd botherless singingThis so feels goodWith icecream binging.But when is Sunday?All seems the sameI do this everydayWithout any aim.©Poem_pickk
Hey,The moon and my sunshineThanks for your loveWhich holds me everytime.When I look in youAnd you look at meI can see your eyes trueWith love and free.You've changed me alreadyFrom the day I met youThe way you handle gentlyHas made me feel new.Your call on meWith pretty pet nameMy heart goes happyWhen you laugh on my joke lameHolding your handSays a hundred lineYour love for meAnd your favourite, divine And this cutest line for you,"Just because I fight alotDoesn't mean that I find you any less hot".©Poem_pickk
AN IMAGINARY FRIEND
A friendA honest oneWith her I spendThe days I'm done.She is selflessAnd she needed meWe sing the chorusTill i feel free.She so prettyNever disappointsI feel so friendlyAnd a consistent rejoice.I loved talking with herWith best close buddyHer shield in dangerAnd a finest company.She helped fighting battlesAnd assist me fleeShe left me afterMaking my soul happy.©Poem_pickk