This poem's for my 2 best friends.
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You should have listened before you even dare,
Now look at the stir and the people who stare,
Don't start saying that your decisions are final
And that your own emotions is the only vital.
How could you say force when there isn't resistance
what they've said they've spoken needs no persistence
Cause deep within you is the fire to win
and that losing or failing is as good as sin.
In times to come, I hope it is now
You'll learn that no one will be happy, no one will bow
to such whims and fancies that it takes 'em by surprise
when they see your farce stripped by disguise.
Think again and think it through
There's so much solutions, ways that will do
Apart from this road, you've taken thus far
Take off that mask, that face smeared with tar.
Sometimes it's wise to look at what animals seem,
Of minute ants, so tireless working as a team
And when one man down, could the rest survive?
Will they just wither and cease to thrive.
So don't blame them for their anger, resentment or fear
They once depended on your talent, your creations, your tear.
The tears that will drip to the floor so bare
When you see them laugh without a care.
Yet, I understand your cause of emotion
It's so hard to work without much of a caution
And when things all come to a bout
I will find it hard if someone scream and shout.
His intention is precise, it's very clear
His desire to win, in his heart he holds dear
So when ideals clash and conflicts arise
He can't just stand and watch with angered eyes.
He chose to boss and push us humans around
It was then you knew that argument abound
So what did you do? Did you play the game?
Did you went along like a tiger, tame?
And as for you, I've mentioned much
With words I've adviced with elbows I've nudged
That someday you will feel the bout of your words
Then you'll know how it feels to be dirt.
No one likes to be pushed aside,
Ordered with harshness, demands with vice
And that's the one lesson you should learn
To always always look back and turn
I'm siding neither side in this
Cause I see the silver admist the riot of peace
It's hard I know, to compromise
It's easier to fight and say your goodbyes.
But now I'm telling this trio, so listen good,
Life is not without it's up and down mood
It's the variation that matters, the way it is seen
That determines your attitude from the places you've been
Take a sit on this ride of life
And stop treating this like a fatal dive
Where one solution stops and refuses to bother
Always remember that we all need one another
When it comes to playing this game of chance,
This shall not be your last dance
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Hmm.. your two best friends are really lucky to have a friend like you.
So after reading your poem, what are their reactions?
P.S. Same thing, if this is written by you, I need you to write a short introduction.
Thanks.
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Thanks for the compliments.
I wrote this when I was really mad. So does all my inspirations that occur when I'm very angry or sad.
Hmm.. I can't remember their reactions. But now they're good friends.. So I hope my poem helped! =D -
Yeah..... can feel the anger in the poem. Also the feeling of wanting so much to help, and making them come to their senses.Originally posted by archdoinky:Thanks for the compliments.
I wrote this when I was really mad. So does all my inspirations that occur when I'm very angry or sad.
Hmm.. I can't remember their reactions. But now they're good friends.. So I hope my poem helped! =D
Keep it up! Good work! -
Wow. No one has ever understood my poems so clearly before.
Amazing how you hit spot on the first time. -
Really??? Nothing lah.Originally posted by archdoinky:Wow. No one has ever understood my poems so clearly before.
Amazing how you hit spot on the first time.