Teared Hope

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Ego is a call for waste,
Times, emotions and scarifies
Good things sucked to it,
Bad things come arises.

Trapped because i care,
So none of it more,
Faith are lost to you,
So what I'm gonna do?

The best is not in me.
I won't make you confused,
Acceptable, adaptable,
I'm just a mediocre.

If it's not true,
I blame it on you,
You made me felt so small,
But the truth is I'm much tall.

Better person could be hold,
The one who are honest,
The one who care,
The one who doesn't broke my heart, back stab or swear.

Reborn is the day today,
Free from your cruel game,
I'm far better than what you said i am,
I felt far greater without the existent of your name.
(c) dhameer


Don't copycat me kuching...

You Are Not Wicked Woman

In this last few months i had been pretty inspired, getting the hang on writing poem xP

You Are Not Wicked Woman.

Seen none like you before,
Not lucky anymore my heart is sore,
When you seen the one you want,
Suddenly I become no one to won.

I thought you are my friend,
Now I see some wicked fiend,
I wish it’s just an act,
Though now it’s seemed as fact.

I know you seen the pool,
Yet you choose to play the fool,
You glad I made the blunder,
Enjoy seeing me flounder.

Frame me as a villain,
And you in your pavilion,
You think you are the sane,
Which driving me insane.

I don’t want to be like you.
I don’t want to be selfish.
I don’t want to be cruel.

You made me forget my pride,
I just want to make things right,
Compassionate is not in sight,
So now I take my flight.

I don’t want to be like you.
I don’t want to be selfish.
I don’t want to be cruel.

All is left is sorrow,
At least there still tomorrow,
Sort things out and grow,
And to the brow I shoot my arrow.

Ahmad Dhameer Abbas(c)2009

Disposed Chewing Gum

Haha...Correct me if i made a grammatical mistake or such...i don't know if i done it right or wrong... xP

This poem is one of a possible perception that can be experience in my situation in a worse case scenario laa, which is not true..kaan? ;D

Disposed Chewing Gum

You can chew me,
And it taste yummy,
Yeah, it is handy,
it feel so dandy.

Slow as a gummy,
See I’m just a tool.
Then you act as a dummy,
Sad, I felt like a fool.

Now you had your taste,
Yeah, it’s been a while.
Got what you want,
And then it’s getting wild.

Chew me till I get ugly,
Pop me when you had fun,
Sputter me when I get stinky,
Spit me when you are done.

Dhameer©2009

Through The Lonely Lane.

This is my first ever poem since my high school days...its not good but its mine! :D

There are things that i read this morning which trigger me to write these...

Please mention any grammatical or phrasing error because i don't write..this is truly out of character behavior...lol



Through The Lonely Lane.

Always on your own,
They came by but only moan,
But there are always angels,
Who lighten the missing jigsaw tangle.

Plastics and trashes are everywhere,
Pollution of mankind that you can bare,
white or dark only you decide,
But nature is the kindest light.

Rolling falling on your own,
With scars and wounds that unlikely depart.
Every leap will make you stronger,
Better, wiser than the numbers,

Step by step taken in moment,
Cold feet, brave feet are alike,
You will arrive if you want to arrive,
It is you the one who drive.