Tag Archive: poem


Hidden

Others want to be seen

Be heard

Be noticed…

But others just want to stay hidden

Because they know what the cost is

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Just An Option

And he asked,

“Was I just a pawn in your game?

An option?

A second guessed choice?

Just another…..

….just another face?”

See My Bones

Would you like to see what’s inside me?

See the scars left by society

They haven’t healed, I think they never will

For all the times in their presence I’ve always felt ill

Maybe that’s why I prefer to be alone

In solitude I have grown

By myself, nothing and no one breaks my bones.

Bad Habit

He was my bad habit

Difficult to break

Hard to get rid of

But not impossible to end

Different

I was never precious or fragile

I was hardly sweet and often too agile

They complain that I’m too much

Others say I’m not enough, as just such

I would never settle and they just can’t understand

I am not theirs to command

I stand out in a world that is full of the-sameness

I Am My Hero

No waiting for a hero

No waiting for a knight

I can slay the monsters

I can save myself

I am super

I am woman

Something Missing

A hole

A gap

A crack

Some space

Gone

Empty

You can’t quite understand it

But something feels missing

His Story

He wrote his story in black and white

Told everyone of lies

Because he was afraid they’d know the truth

Convinced himself to walk away

Because he was afraid of my love.

And that’s how his story relates to mine

Cup of Tea

I’m sorry I’m not your cup of tea.

I’m not the girl who basks in glory

Over make ups and filtered selfies,

Over feeding your hungry ego so you will like me.

I’m sorry if you think that the trend I follow

Is to go for boys who are shallow

Those whose pride they never swallow

And those who just sit and wallow.

Don’t think for a second that we’re meant to be

See, you’re not my cup of tea.

Goodbye Love

Gone are the days of sweet dreaming

Only realizing when it was too late

Over, I was head over heels then

Didn’t think it through

But I paid the price of deep hurt

Yet would choose to do it again

Even with all the brokenness

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Life can be tricky

Offering you a piece, then taking it

Vowing to be stronger the next time

Eagerly waiting for the right one

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For now, I’ll say a good goodbye love

The Darkest Tunnel

Find yourself in the Chaos

Kas Writes

From Photography to Poetry. From Tea to Travel. From late night study to Lifestyle. Follow me as I try spread positivity and love through words and pictures.

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Poets bleed from the heart and soul

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GOD'S POETIC CHILD!!!

Dear Reader, I am here to give you a little taste of poetry with some water on the side. When you come on my blog that's all that you will taste is Poetry. Not the type of poetry where it doesn't have a meaning. The type of poetry where you will be inspired, uplifted and you will have a different mindset once you leave this site. You might even come to get a taste of this poetry again. Don't be afraid to let your kids read this blog. My poetry is for and to help the youth. Bring them along with you. You both are scrolling down your phone or on the computer anyway. Let's have fun and get a taste of some poetry. I promise this type of poetry tastes delicious. Grab a plate and a fork and I'll feed you. ENJOY!!!!

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Poetry, story and real life.