Your Last...
Your Last...
*this poem isn't that nice i guess. but i wanna submit it to the UK poetry society. to me... this poem kinda talks about what happens everywhere in the world...*
You never realise,
Of time's importance,
You never know the high price,
You'll pay for this ignorance,
As you await for your end,
Old and tired and weak,
You think of the time you've never spent,
With your family every week,
You regret what you've never said,
You regret what you've never done,
The price of ignorance will now be paid,
The end for you has begun,
Yet they are here this moment,
Forgiving you of your past,
You feel your time is spent and burnt,
Sadly this breath is of your last...
stoned @ 1:47 AM
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Food For Thought.
Food For Thought.
Like everyone else that walks and breathes,
I stand now at one of life's memorable crossroads,
I'm face with the decision of what life i want to live,
My decision in making my future out of my hopes,
Some people are forced by their parents,
Some people don't really give a damn,
Thankfully my parents allowed me this decision,
It's a heavy responsibility but proud i shall make them,
I'm thinking seriously i'm considering hard,
The path to take and the dreams to chase,
I'm worried and confused but i believe in my heart,
I'm confident it'll lead me to brighter days,
I'll start with an appetizer of Direction,
Then head to the main dish of Great Contentment,
Marinated in a sauce called Love & Affection,
Lastly desserts of Memorable Achievements...
stoned @ 5:31 AM
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Listen...
Drip,
From my slit wrist,
My life.
Drip,
From my sad eyes,
My dreams.
Flow,
Gone; my life.
Shattered; my dreams.
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Kai Teoh, Seasons of September