When I die,
don't bury me
in the ground.
some time, you
would be talk-
ing to bones
and an empty
would be very
boring at the
Deep poem 👎
I got my mind full of dark
scars in my head I lay straight up to the ground my mind I try to be the straight up as I go on in this mess up
Life. Every nights full...
It's darkest before the dawn
Here comes that all too familiar pain
Like a dull ache
Filling the mind with the darkest of dreams before
Slipping down into the heart
The first cut...
How bad does this need to get
Before you leave me alone
Do you really want me to end up like you
With no self control
If I wear Hannibal Lector....
Down in my basement, I'll lock you away.
And this is where I'll keep you long past your dying day.
Just you and I, in my basement we'll stay.
If Hell had a name it would be me
I use to be able to hide my tears inside
When people I know ask me how I am
A smile is what they see
As the words I'm fine roll out of my...
I doubt you can consider this anything but i could care less.
And i still lay alone upon this earth, i'll never be who i...
Just realised this. I came on here to be real and I'm not doing that. Sob.
I try to look at the world with innocent eyes... to see things as if I'm seeing them for the first time. There is a lot of inspiration in doing this, but at the same time...
Ur sorry because you have been sooo busy. But then everytime you say ul make up for it and tell me that u like me.. Silly of me to turn u down..
“A couple of hundred years ago, Benjamin Franklin shared with the world the secret of his success. Never leave that till tomorrow, he said, which you can do today. This is...
I know that came into my life for a reason. Though our time together has been brief you came at a time when I was tired of my life. I needed someone to save me and you excelled...
As The World Rhymes:
A True Story of A Man That Rhymes
by: Rob Paquin
I've been rhyming a real long time. Hell, it goes all the way back to my formative years when I was writing...
I started writing poetry after my big brother died when I was 14 to find a way to express my feelings.
But it wasn’t until 2013 when I started to actually publishing my poems on...
I wrote this poem about my friend because she cuts and is suicidal.
"You saved me from the one person,
The person with the blade,
You saved me from that one person,
You Should Be a Song Writer
You have the ability to evoke emotion, tell a story, and hook someone...
Got in to the habit of if and now hate to have it closed ! I have Asthma though not severe and I suffer from Claustrophobia and the two together make me feel so closed in it's...
Chrysalises of possibilities,
Ripe, supple, armed with all the essentials;
Hot for the frenzied fever of feasting and f*cking...
" A New Beginning of Memories"
When I awake and the day begins for a normal human like me:
I sit up and watch the sunlight bury my past.
Somehow, everything seems clearer and...
It's all I do. My day is consumed my writing poems. Poetry is my language. Just wish I had someone to converse with with.
One of my older poems.
I watch you look at me
you can see yourself thru me
as you step in I wrap myself around you
as you get deeper I fit you like a glove
Even I can not feel...
So I'm working on 4 poems for Lauren jauregui but here is a thing once finished I don't know should I give it to her or not....
I tried journaling to help me express things that I couldn't say aloud. Things I need to say but can't verbalize. It didn't work. I couldn't find the correct words to put in the...
"perfections phrase (haiku-type-thingamagig)"
my heart thirsts to speak poems shouted from rooftops in the pouring rain
my heart longs to run wildly free with a song of loves...
I read something sad today from a friend who is now in a similar situation as i was this time last year and my heart goes out to her. As it was a time when i myself felt so very...
This was meant to be written as a poem, but let's be honest...I'm not a poet. He's the poet. Now it's a letter. I needed to write this all down. My thoughts were all over the place...
There’s a window in my head
That only I can see
It is the gate way to my fantasy
There I am a hero, master and king
I am capable of doing anything
When I dwell there the world...
I love to write poems...........
So many things I can do when I write stories or poems. It's like your freedom spread onto a surface your words define. Words can transform the mood and tone of that moment, and...
I write music. Lyrics are poems!
You can listen to my new album here: