Life's poems

The Mask

A mask of plastic happiness often covers her sadness
Her beliefs hidden from most Afraid of,
but willing to face the unknown
Wondering where her place is in this life
She has come close to sharing herself
Never completely revealing anything to anyone
Feelings of invisible chains corner her
When she dreams, reality shatters before her very eyes
Accomplishments she strives for just at hands grasp
She feels lost sometimes, not yet finding her notch in this world
At times the glimmer in her calm eyes slowly disappears
But within her heart a silent flame burns her inside and out
She roams day by day, playing roles
Strength unknowingly resides in her
History repeats itself once again
The translucent veil she so proudly wears
Little by little answers will come, pushing it aside
One day there will be no more mask for her to wear
One day her beliefs will be known
One day she'll know her place in this life
One day she will share herself
ONE DAY this mask will be NO MORE

by Wolfgirl


Hope

When all about you is black with gloom,
And all you feel is pending doom.
When your bones are racked with grim despair -
When every breath is a gasp for air.
Keep on going, though you need to grope,
For around the bend is a ray of hope.

A ray of hope is perhaps all that's left,
As your will to live has been bereft.
You've lost it all, it's just no use!
You can end it all, you need no excuse.
But throw away that piece of rope,
And give yourself a chance of hope.

Just give yourself another day,
Brushing aside what your thoughts may say.
This is your life and you can make a new start,
By ignoring the brain - just follow the heart.
Taking baby steps in order to cope,
And minute by minute you'll build on your hope.

Build on your hope,. one day at a time,
Though the road be steep and hard to climb.
The hurts of the past - they should be dead.
The fears of the future are all in your head.
Just live in the present and refuse to mope
Your life will sparkle for you're living in hope.

by Brian Quinn


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http://100-poems.com/poems/life/
PSS. The next poem is written by my friend in her blog. it's really good!!



Reasons not to love something too much

Have you ever felt like you love something so badly, & the next day, it just disappears without a trace, like it never before existed in your life? It makes you sad and mournful. DURH.

Albeit temporarily, it makes you go through the whole ordeal of feeling like your heart got wrenched from its original place and feels like its being lugged down with bricks. It does not fail to re-appear again and AGAIN, every minute of your life. To be incorporated in your memory like a parasite. And you wonder when the heck you’ll finally get over it and erase it from your grey matter totally.

Like an annoying pendulum which sways back and forth incessantly, it makes you remember it even when you try so hard not to think about it- and then, it perpetually engraves sorrow in your heart once again.

Sometimes when you own & want something the most, and it gets lost and is never to be found again, it leaves you helpless and alone, and u feel like you got dumped or ditched by your very own best friend. Like a smack in the face. And an angry yank at your heart. It gives you a particular feeling every morning thereafter; when you wake up and feel empty inside, not cuz you’re hungry- but of the thing/ person that you’re missing that’s causing a massive hole in your heart that cannot be plugged with a cork or sewn by a doctor in an operation.

You know, like say, when you were young, you liked this particular barbie doll very much. then one day, you come home and realised that your sis had just snipped off all the barbie's long shiny blonde hair just cos she wanted a MALE barbie doll. wth. then you get so crossed at her for chopping off barbie's silky hair and start bawling your eyes out while complaining to your mom. thus, we shouldn't be too attached to something. if not, it MAY bring grieve to you someday when you lose it. hmm. maybe we also shouldn't love a person too much. ahh! but that's up to individuals.

So, the moral of the story is, (although this is not a story) we should not want/love something too much. It may leave you or gets lost one day, causing a cascading process of misery in your life, and you tear yourself apart, asking yourself why you hadn’t taken care of it enough before it's too late.

by HueyRen