LOVE

I hate the crimson skies
and all those nature's lies.
I hate the grass so green
and the tree to which i lean.

Hate seeing the moon glow
and sound of the river flow.
I hate the drizzling rain
and the porch where i had lain.

Love the burning pain,
In my heart it grows.
Love the way it hurts,
Love the tear that flows.

Tears had betrayed my eyes
I knew she would never rise
Dunno where she had gone
Dunno why i was left alone.

I want the night to fall
And the darkness to stall.
As i close my eyes to find her
and wait for the silent whisper.

FRIENDS or FOES

I decided to try my hand at poetry. This is my 2nd poem that i ever wrote. Inspiration was a close friend.

FRIENDS or FOES

Why did I get so close?
now I cant take the blows.
There are people all around
wonder if they are friends or foes.

I cry, I shout, I scream.
I wish it was all a dream.
I wonder when I am all by my own
"have I always walked alone?"

I wonder whether they are friends or foes
trying to find answers but nobody knows
there are many things that life shows
keep your enemies closer, friends just close.

Tears roll down my eyes
They thought i lost but i rise
To revive what they had slain
To fight the world again

i can see a group walking towards me
they r here again, they have come to slay.
i am strong, i beat them. i look at them and say
"Everyday is not a blue moon day."