At last, in my history of writing and collecting my own poems, this one is my first seriously created poem. It has meter (yeah, I know), and it also has rhyme. I tried being a bit playful in my common vocabulary, and I did (yay!) This poem is inspired by the notion of boyfriend-and-girlfriend-breaking-up, focusing more on the girl’s part, and putting the scene where the girl dumped the boy for some reason. Cheers for the victory!
III
TIRED
I’m sick of not being the one
I’m sick of playing games with you
I’m sick of leaving all undone
I’m sick of you, and this is true
Enough of that, enough of this
I hate your little gossip games
The way you talk, you smile, you kiss
It tastes like poison, curse, and blame
I can’t forget how you threw me
Into my own insanity
I died; I fell into my well
A thousand years, I cried like hell
Well, yes, it’s funny, it may seem
Pretending not to know you’re there
‘Cause living is a perfect dream
With you, it is the worst nightmare
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A Collection of Poems
PoetryThese poems are just some of the little pieces that make up my life. Whenever I get inspired by someone or something, I write a little story about it in the form of a poem. In a way, it helps me express what I have in my mind in a very vague way. I'...
