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Me, Myself, & Poetry

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Me, Myself, & Poetry

Poetry has always been a mystery to me.

They are simple in meaning yet tricky with words.

Hopeful in its intention but expressed in despair.

The overwhelming emotions it leaves upon you

- nothing but a sense of all sorts of contradictions.

– MR

Business of Life Years in Life

Your life, your business.

So stiff and cold, just like a stone.

You don't live it for others,

Always unmoved

You live for yourself.

with nothing to feel,

and connection to even loan.

I can't help but wonder,

how years of life

have thought you nothing?

Beauties of Life

Entitled

I feel like hiding,

HE who does nothing

just wanting to run away

Yet expect something.

from the pettiness of it all.

And when he doesn't get a thing

I am so tired, and exhausted

He decide life treats him unfairly.

of this world’s constant cries.

So he acts up as if the world owes him Complicating simple matters,

always turning a single moment

Everything now,

into a big theatrical production.

Just never his doing.

Always blaming

Why couldn’t you just sit still?

and even thinking

Chill and enjoy.

It is everybody’s fault

Try for once to avoid

always others

the pointless grumbling

but never ever his.

to which nothing but

only grief brings you.

I know some, even met a few.

Why couldn’t you just see

the beauty of it all?

Are you one?

With people simply enjoying,

Oh please, don't.

in the slience of music dancing

with the beat resonating

the melody of joy

in their happy hearts.

What’s so hard with that?

Tell me.

Why can’t you do just that?

Why can’t we?

Trees

Midnight Musings

They just stood there

It’s full moon

Never moving

and I was reminded of you.

Seasons change

Those times when you said

people come and go

too many full moons ago

and still, they are there.

that we’ll always be together.

Unshaken, unmove.

Now, I wonder where are you?

Unseen

Opinions

There were five but you only see four Easily we connect,

Out in the combat field, you put her first and so quickly we react.

But when in shelter, you ship her to the last Then in an instant

Trying to be the strong one, you make her feel alone we already are divided.

Assuming space is what she wants

In reality it's causing her feeling unwanted So while I see five, now may I ask?

Why is it in your eyes, you only see four?

There in the crowd she stood still awaiting for you with her shield to have.

Hours passed, still she's on her own Braving the unknown,

fearing for her life, left all alone.

Island Man

Tunnel

A man who believes and stood for nothing, Standing somewhere

finds no ally.

in between places,

He who claims every right that favors only himself, lost in time and spaces.

sees no one.

Staying afloat within the crowd;

He who disregard the existence of others full of noises, deaf from the voices aloud knows no other way but his own

From where I stand

there's nothing I see

And he who believe of his truth

but dark narrow tunnel

to be the only one to exist,

with no light in sight.

treat the rest as lies.

Yes he shows no respect,

but demand the same.

He gives no attention,

but always seek for one.

He displays great power,

yet begs for honor.

And a hero in his eyes,

but to many he's a man

- just not acting like one.

A self-serving he is, and so in his own; he shall live alone.

Music

Open Space

Like a tiny voices inside my head

I'm mostly quiet, and rarely present Your sound awakens the feelings

And probably you won’t feel

I never knew existed.

neither my existence nor absence.

With every beat journeying through spaces Not very ideal and a common one, I'm sure.

And a melody transcending over time But I have my ways and can only hope.

Your music transport me inside myself.

That here in my little room and in this silence You know a space for you has been made

Silently Screaming

Differences

Approaching what it seems to be an endless pathway As I close my eyes

I see you standing, waiting.

And say my goodnight

Then you turn your gaze on me

Suddenly you decide

In the darkness I can see your eyes.

It's a good time to fight

Saying every words you never dared to say I listen to your voice

I tried to respond, but nothing came out Sensing the noise

With so many questions I wanted to ask With every word, I hear clearly

and so much feelings never knew to express.

feeling every bit of emotion

Stepping forward, but you started to walk away.

So intense and passionate

Following your path as I always do convincingly you speak of the words I was screaming, silently screaming armed with all the emotions

Wanting to scream stop; beg you to slow down from the highs and lows.

But then again, you heard nothing

I watch and amuse cracking a smile.

You continue walking, never looking back Then you laugh, and it’s gone.

And just as it always end......

In an instant, you were gone.

With no single word,

But with a face that says it all

I think to myself,

it’s the loudest scream

I’ve never heard before

but sure one I’ve ever seen.

Screaming Silently, is what you do best.

Unresponsive

Lost World

You may be lost and confused

You sit alone lost in tranquility.

as uncertainties clouded your face.

I watch you settle in your own little world.

Maybe you're here, or maybe not.

Slowly you drifting alone,

Always getting lost or simply hiding.

becoming deeply absorbed in your thoughts.

Not wanting to get along,

Sometimes I wonder,

and too scared of the unknown.

what's like in there?

So I asked, so where do you belong?

All by yourself with nobody else.

But your face was ablaze with my provocation, So tell me, how one get to where you are?

Muttering something only you can hear.

and how could it be possibly

As I set my foot forward,

that one can feel so safe.

nearing towards your direction.

Abruptly fear flashes from your eyes, following are tears flowing continuously.

Clearly I was surprised,

not expecting your response.

But I thought to myself,

since when did you respond?

Morningś

Sheltered

New day, new beginning.

The sun rises with a hopeful plea, It was well kept,

As I see the rays of light coming, hidden for years;

bringing me such a beautiful peace.

Sheltered and pampered.

We need story,

Never offended.

one that will make everything make sense.

Knows no fears.

Never hurting.

And so you put it out,

for everyone and everything;

to accept,

to hold,

and to love.

A heart so delicate like yours,

so bare and so unguarded.

Trusting fate and human kindness,

to guide,

to shield,

and to protect.

Not Knowing

Past

I don't know

Across the line, in my mind

I don't know what else to do.

I see nothing but everything

I hope this is just a phase;

I left behind

and like any other one,

In the night are the stars

this too shall pass.

beaming brightly in the sky

But when?

While spirits are high

Will it be soon?

Suddenly you'll realized

Well, I hope so.

What a waste of your time

I really wish this confusion

To even think all will be fine

will come to its end soon.

Now the time has arrived

As I don't know what else to do.

To face the truth and end a lie

Tell me, how do I not know?

Why be amazed with a face

Who does nothing but to feign

So many things I don’t understand

Silence

Right and Wrong

I appear in the absence of your presence You'll think they're right and you were wrong Searching for that little space where I can hide myself Then a moment will pass, yes I was...

From this deafening silence only you can give What do they know? You'll ask

I try to find consolation to make me feel at ease So I'm wrong, to think they were right But all of sudden a cloud passed over your face For when I know, I know.

Taking away the slightest peace left inside me In my mind I know

But I hear nothing except a siren

things will be better.

But looking through your eyes, I find something In my heart I'm sure

we'll find our place.

One day I'll look back

and as I see me with

you; I'll tell to myself,

and so you made it.

Ordinary Night

Perhaps

Just like any ordinary night

Perhaps most of us don't see exactly what others see; I'm lying in bed, deep in my own thoughts.

We walk through our lives searching to fill whatever our hearts' desire.

In this moment of silence, sadness starting to creep in; Perhaps many of us spend most of our time traveling - going to places I cast my mind back, from times when all was fine.

where we will feel at home; But have we arrived yet?

Memories slowly filling my head,

Have we gone far enough to find what we're looking for?

reflecting on this life, doubting if it's mine.

Perhaps some of us contends ourselves in waiting, Realizing everything seems good except me.

watching things as they just passed by; And as we wait patiently, we ask.. "Are we really waiting for something?"

What about you? If I ask, what do you want?

Can you tell me? Do you know what you want?

Perhaps we all are the same; Either we know, or we don't.

Perhaps, we all want the same thing...

Maybe..... Or maybe not. Who knows?

Finally Seen

See Me

My life used to be simple

Open yourself and be seen

I live, I breathe, and I smile

For This world has made a place

I wake up each day with pure joy

Just right for you

And I felt like I have all the time There are so many words I wish I can say Until one day I saw you

But they choose to stay somewhere they can rest

*waking up each day with joy

So what's the point in letting you know Feeling like a child gifted with a toy Of what's inside when they can hide When I felt I have all the time in the world Sure someday I can say

Suddenly you appear and gave me ____

And maybe it'll eventually find its way You made me open myself

In time when all fears have disappeared Finally giving in to be seen

It'll be unfolded at will

In this world, I found my place

I see you and you see me

Just right where I should be

I feel you and you feel me

I Have a Feeling

Night Wish

For some time now

At times I do

I cannot seem to recognize

I watch you from afar

I used to despise your presence for popular reasons many know Admiring the life

Dreading your apparent coming

For the heart I once had

For some time now

Night wish

I have a feeling I wish to understand For the mind I once had

For some time now

I cannot seem to recognize

this person I am seeing

For some time now

I feel like I lost a piece of myself... somewhere For some time now

I have tried to ponder things on my own; and the harder I try, the more I got confused For sometime now

I feel like something inside me

slowly disappearing;

and why I am feeling like this?

I wish I know, I really do

But whatever the reasons may be

I hope to know them - one day.

Nighthawk

Petty

I feel like hiding, wanting to run away.

You are like a bug that hides from the back of my mind at day Go far from the pettiness of it all.

And as I drift to the land of the dreams suddenly you decide to appear I am so tired, and exhausted.

That strong nag of confusion I feel Of this world’s constant cries,

complicating simple matters.

Always turning a single moment

into a big theatrical production.

Why couldn’t you just sit still?

Chill and enjoy the everyday miracles.

Why couldn’t you see?

Try and watch the beauty of it all?

With people simply enjoying,

dancing in a silent music

in a beats that resonates

the joy of their happy hearts.

What is so hard with that?

Why can’t you do that?

Why can’t we?

Beating Heart

Searching

The Heart is Beating

I’ve tried searching for the mind I once had.

Yes, it is beating

And I find myself looking for my old self.

Though I am not sure for whom

One who can put every idea into words.

or for what

The version of me who always know.

or even when it started.

It just one day,

all of sudden it decided to beat.

And it hurts,

though not for it’s own pain

but rather for others.

This heart.

It is now feeling

and not for it’s own

but for what others is feeling.

How is that possible?

Does this heart, knows?

Broken Minds

Brand New Day

I’ve had my mind broken before.

New day, new beginning

Many times.

The sun rises with a hopeful plea, And it seems as though it’ll take a lifetime As I see the rays of light coming, to put the pieces back together and move on.

Bringing me such a beautiful peace But as hard as it is, I try.

I try to live with whatever

little hope left in me.

To envision a bright future

while circling around in an abyss.

I look forward even though

what I see is a dead end.

Fighting my feet while it dragged me to this deep hole.

How did we end up here?

Why can’t we go back to the times

when you know nothing and things are simple.

Can you point a way out

of this misery brought by life realities.

Now tell me Dear sheltered heart,

where do broken mind goes?

Dusking Madness

Unpsoken

I appear in the absence of your presence, There are so many words I wish I can say searching for that little space where I can hide myself.

But they choose to stay somewhere they can rest From this deafening silence only you can give, So what’s the point in letting you know I try to find consolation to make me feel at ease.

Of what’s inside, when they can hide But all of sudden a cloud passed over your face, Sure someday I’ll say

taking away the slightest peace left inside me.

Or maybe it’ll eventually find its way In time all fears may disappear

It’ll be unfolded at will

Dare to Share

Baggage

Always at lost with words

My soul has just died

and my thoughts

And so I went away and hide

Never did I feel easy to define

Searching for the my old self

Try not to hide Or Even lie

Carrying with me the baggage of life Just leave all your fears behind

to reveal what's inside

Look in my eyes

& sure you'll find

The peace of mind

You wish to have

When you dare to share

What's on your mind

Burden

Art of Silence

I watch you now as you struggle

You speak of words which has no use to anyone So confused and so miserable

Meddling with the affairs that is not yours at all too many questions with no answers The entitlement you have inside you Feeling frustrated, too heavy to bear.

is nothing but sort of a vandal on a wall.

How do I get here, and how can I get out from this?

Your unwanted opinions, what an annoyance You are asking, more on telling

To people around you, who wish nothing but for you to learn the art of I am explaining, more on sharing

silence.

As you stare in the blankness of life Don’t you have anything to do?

I see you getting lost in the darkness of it.

With what seemed to be a too much of your spare time?

You left, with the unlifted burden Aren’t you feeling invisible?

I stayed being reminded of how it was With people efforts to

Randomly I asked, are you alright?

Today’s sun is so bright, I wish I could say the same with your face I wonder, always have

How one can feel so much pain

just as you are feeling now

What happened to you?

Were you hurt?

Writing

Sunsets

Writing, how can it be hard?

The yellow gold

You pour your deep thoughts

The mystery and wonder

Unspoken feelings

Where days bids you goodbye

For everyone to see, to judge and taken in different meaning Slowly transforming into darkness

There’s a certain hope that sunset leaves

Suffering

Unspoken

Sufferings, we always feel it.

There are so many words I wish I can say But many will say, you do but always only your own.

But they choose to stay somewhere they can rest Why? How much do you really suffer? They’ll ask.

So what’s the point in letting you know Contrary to what really happens in real life, how much are you truly Of what’s inside, when they can hide suffering?

So I think. Wait, what’s real life? For you, I mean?

Sure someday I’ll say

Does it mean mine isn’t?

Or maybe it’ll eventually find its way In time all fears may disappear

It’ll be unfolded at will

Broken Minds

Grow Up

I’ve had my mind broken before.

I feel like hiding, wanting to run away.

Many times.

Go far from the pettiness of it all.

And it seems as though it’ll take a lifetime I am so tired, and exhausted.

to put the pieces back together and move on.

Of this world’s constant cries,

But as hard as it is, I try.

complicating simple matters.

I try to live with whatever

Always turning a single moment

little hope left in me.

into a big theatrical production.

To envision a bright future

Why couldn’t you just sit still?

while circling around in an abyss.

Chill and enjoy the everyday miracles.

I look forward even though

Why couldn’t you see?

what I see is a dead end.

Try and watch the beauty of it all?

Fighting my feet while it dragged me With people simply enjoying,

to this deep hole.

dancing in a silent music

How did we end up here?

in a beats that resonates

Why can’t we go back to the times

the joy of their happy hearts.

when you know nothing and things are simple.

What is so hard with that?

Can you point a way out

Why can’t you do that?

of this misery brought by life realities.

Now tell me Dear sheltered heart,

Why can’t we?

where do broken mind goes?

Clueless

Out of Control

Years of self-awareness

Have completely lost my ability to think.

prepared me for nothing.

And I am now in the verge of drowning from the sorrow of my heart, Facing the unfamiliar that

totally lost in the middle of this unrecognizable emotions that has left my only left my sheltered heart

heart in despair.

to the sea of doubt.

It is aching; and still I don’t know why.

I have no reasons.

Unconsciously striving

That is a problem, you know?

for this mind to rule over

Having no reasons; for everything.

yet failing to rationalize

No reason to be sad, and no reason to be happy too.

the emotions of this heart

Can’t quite get enough courage.

I could barely recognize.

Always standing in the middle; never having to stand for just one side.

To choose and decide.

Uncertain of what I truly believe and what I don’t.

Oh dear, the complications of being human.

November Blues

Strangers

There is always something about November that is just….

I don’t know what I am feeling.

I saw you from the crowd

Everything seems gloomy

With all voices I hear so loud

Suddenly I become sentimental

As my eyes locked into yours

And I am feeling low.

Suddenly I realized

Feelings, oh dear you are something Strangers, yes that’s what we are

I will forever keep on figuring out.

With each other, there’s no more us And my confusion,

No known stories to tell

it’s one thing that has always remain consistent in my life.

No jokes to share

Life, again just always being you. Life As I stare into your eyes

There’s nothing more out there

Though you tried to smile

I sense how much force you had to pull

Why? I asked myself

Or how? How is that at one point

You are everything to me

And I am to you

But now? We are nothing

But strangers.

Yes that’s who we are with each other

Strangers

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Deep

Melancholia filling every bit of this very little space I once had

The endless path seemingly like a maze Unknown like

I'm happy when I sleep because at least there I'm sure I close my eyes and clear my mind

Deeply breathing, releasing

Finding meaning into the nonsense

2023

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