The unaccepted truth.

[TheGreatPumpkinMistress]

Just some poetry I write based on my views on things. You might disagree with my views, but it is my Truth, although unaccepted by many. It might or might not make sense to some, sometimes. Any feedback is welcome!

My poems always hold an important meaning for me, and you can ask if ever curious!




You cannot show color to the blind.
You cannot sing to those who are deaf.
Accept your heart, and open up your mind!
You are your being's only other half!

[TheGreatPumpkinMistress]

Some say that this world's unfair,
That life is terribly unjust...
I disagree with you all there.
Life treats each person as it must.

It seems unbalanced and chaotic
At almost anyone's first glance.
Some have it weird, some - exotic,
And some don't think they stand a chance.

You're here to pick up a package,
Unique and special, sent to you.
It's all that your true heart desired,
Never too many, or too few.

Your life is not your friend's or neighbor's,
It's yours to treasure and protect.
Some yearn for other's, and hate theirs.
Deny yourself... What's the effect?

Your life has shaped you, gave you colours.
There's only one of You. Just One!
You possess strength and special powers,
Comparable to no one!

So please, don't say that life's unfair.
What we deserve, we will possess.
Nothing appears of thin air.
We won't get more, and never less.

[TheGreatPumpkinMistress]

You're looking for some prince,
Your one and only half.
You've turned away from friends,
Betrayed what you have.

[her354]

TheGreatPumpkinMistress

Some say that this world's unfair,
That life is terribly unjust...
I disagree with you all there.
Life treats each person as it must.

It seems unbalanced and chaotic
At almost anyone's first glance.
Some have it weird, some - exotic,
And some don't think they stand a chance.

You're here to pick up a package,
Unique and special, sent to you.
It's all that your true heart desired,
Never too many, or too few.

Your life is not your friend's or neighbor's,
It's yours to treasure and protect.
Some yearn for other's, and hate theirs.
Deny yourself... What's the effect?

Your life has shaped you, gave you colours.
There's only one of You. Just One!
You possess strength and special powers,
Comparable to no one!

So please, don't say that life's unfair.
What we deserve, we will possess.
Nothing appears of thin air.
We won't get more, and never less.

This is an encouraging poem. We need more writers with a positive view on life. I do think that life is a gift from God that we should cherish while we're still on earth.
Keep on writing!

[TheGreatPumpkinMistress]

her354

TheGreatPumpkinMistress

Some say that this world's unfair,
That life is terribly unjust...
I disagree with you all there.
Life treats each person as it must.

It seems unbalanced and chaotic
At almost anyone's first glance.
Some have it weird, some - exotic,
And some don't think they stand a chance.

You're here to pick up a package,
Unique and special, sent to you.
It's all that your true heart desired,
Never too many, or too few.

Your life is not your friend's or neighbor's,
It's yours to treasure and protect.
Some yearn for other's, and hate theirs.
Deny yourself... What's the effect?

Your life has shaped you, gave you colours.
There's only one of You. Just One!
You possess strength and special powers,
Comparable to no one!

So please, don't say that life's unfair.
What we deserve, we will possess.
Nothing appears of thin air.
We won't get more, and never less.

This is an encouraging poem. We need more writers with a positive view on life. I do think that life is a gift from God that we should cherish while we're still on earth.
Keep on writing!

Thanks! =)) my outlook on life may at times "seem" negative in some poems, but its still meant to be viewed positively =)) as in, its best to accept the truth, and be proud of what you have, than lie to yourself and deny yourself.

[FeverishBlithe]

(So hey, this is like my first creepy poem I've done, but please enjoy! Also it's fun to read out loud, so I'm encouraging it.)

On the birthday of twenty three
I was sure I was going to die alone
But it was the day I was twenty four
I fell in love with a man of twenty five
He was the one
I saw him first in a small cafe
His presence
Was like a glassy reflection of my conscious
So I followed him
Everywhere he went
To his favorite bookstore, restaurant, everything
He started to notice me
Then our relationship surely took off from there
He started asking me detailed questions
And listened to my words closely
We spent a lot time together
I was understanding him more and more
It took patience
Until I finally confessed my feelings
It was wrong
He didn't like me back
I was scared
He said I had a obsession

No

He was going to stay

I decided I can win him over
With a beautiful dinner
With fresh cut meat like liver
Sausage, beef, and chicken
I sliced it all up with my favorite silver

Then It happened
He came home so early
I didn't expect him to be so angry
So I stumbled and was taken back
I pushed him against the pantry
Cried and yelled:
Why don't you love me
He panicked and reached for my hands
I thought it was endearing
But he was stopping me from cooking
So I pushed him again
But forgot what was in my hand

Was

Was in my hand

It was midnight by the time I realized what I've done
A trickle of hot crimson blood on his tongue
A secret on the back of his lung
He was the one



(And also I'm not stalker. I just wrote a poem about one. 3nodding )

[TheGreatPumpkinMistress]

Nice poem, KITTY xD

[TheGreatPumpkinMistress]

Sometimes, snowfalls happen.
It's just a part of nature.
Don't let the cold fruit ripen,
It bears a nasty creature.

[TheGreatPumpkinMistress]

She is a clear mirror,
Reflects, and helps hearts mend.
There's no bigger terror,
but no better friend.