It's already an another year
Or should we say a 'New Year'
But why are you still dwelling in the past?
When it is supposed to renew your life again.

In life, you must know how to accept
Not just accept, but to relive and renew your life--
especially when it's already New Year.
That's why--get a new life.

Everything is prerequisite
to greatness-
to become a better someone.

there are too many favorites that I've had,
but your smile is my number one.

A mistake isn't should be remorse with,
After all, it's what yourself have decided to choose,
and it's the cause of trusting your fate too much or maybe not,
even though it's already noticeable in the first place,
still, you chose what's right for you,
and which is comfortable for you.

I stood up
I loved
I cared
I gave everything
And most of all, I made even myself a fool

Do I look like a clown?
Do I look like a nobody?
Do I look like a plaything?
And most of all, what have I done so wrong?

Then, tell me if I deserve to be given of your love?
Then, tell me if I am worthy enough to be given of your care?
Then, tell me if I am not enough to be your someone not a nobody?
And most of all, do I really have to beg and plead for all of it just for you to stay?

people say:
'crying is only for a weak person'

why would I  not agree?
of course yes.

but, is it only for a weak person?
and for a dispirited person?

because I believe that;
'crying is also a part of being strong--strong in emotion".

I dreamed too much
and
I sought too much
yet it's about love that I dreamed and sought the most.

Of all many times I did,
I still ended up
falling on my own
stupidity
and
in the
abyss.

I am always alone.
No one wants to be my playmate.
I can't be with a friend who only uses me.
And too much hatred which surrounded me every day and every moment.

Therefore I came to think that;
I should write things which are related to literature
So I captivated and motivated myself instead.
So I created a distance and time myself to write a poem.

I wrote numerous poems on my notebooks.
Every day on school, every thought that came into my mind which is special to me-- I will write it down.
Organizing it and choosing it which is I usually do.

When I am done writing all of it,
I am gonna make a poem-- but making a poem is actually hard to me,
But there's nothing I can do,
I'll just think too much and thorough.

I had to think for a title,
After being done on a title-- of course, I am covered with sweat,
But sweat does no matter to me,
Because I have classmates who are usually going to praise me.

They may seem not to be friendly with me,
At least I could have a time to enjoy,
Laughter and smiles are in my surrounding-- when they are reading,
After reading, all is done and gonna keep it for me to go home.

Going home isn't my priority and what's on my mind every day,
But there's nothing I can do as well-- but to go home.
My poems are kind of useless when I am only making to let my classmates read it,
So I decided to go on surfing on the internet.

I have found too many websites-- but no one got my interest,
Howbeit, after how many times-- I have found this website either page,
Read too many poems which are actually nice,
And the people here are so very nice.

After I have found this page and read numerous poems and comments,
It came to my mind-- that it is time for me to post these poems,
Maybe I'll have and gonna receive some worthy praises,
And HelloPoetry, you are my beloved buddy.

Reward yourselves for all the success;
and sacrifices you've done,
Life isn't needed to be solicited--
may it be an appreciation or acknowledgment from others.
Because--we can just give it using ourselves.

Love may just be a word,
But, I can always turn it into reality
Especially when you are the one--
that I am being in love.

the toughest part of being swindled on--
is actually the vacillation-
which begins to enter your thoughts,
not the pain.

I thought I could find it with you,
although there was peace,
unluckily never found freedom in the end.

hard to be-
a decent human being,
i guess life *****,
so i'll just become-
a vile human being.

As the sadness went in your life,
There came your eyes are in a whimper,
Wondering how people couldn't even realize what your situation is already with,
But you didn't care because life is just like that.

Sadness became the reason why your life is so unlucky and miserable,
But they didn't notice it as well,
Whether in your eyes is happiness or sadness,
Because both of them reside with it.

Pain always help you to grow up,
even though it makes you suffer,
but it will give you a realization--
that you should be doing what you love.

He is romantically in love,
But his devotions are passive,
There's nothing he can do,
But admire his beloved one's beauty.

I was in the darkness
Felt nothing but dimness
I thought that I'd die in loneliness
But there she saved me along with her presence and caress.

She was part of my life.
A savior in my life,
and guidance in my life.
But when once she left me,
there's nothing I felt-
But emptiness and darkness.

People said that we cry either because we are sad or because of our negative emotions,
but I think we people cry for a different reasons,
not just because we are sad,
but it's because we are happy.

Too fragile
but
can't stop the loving self,
even though
may end up
being
desolated.

why?
Of all the woman in this world--
why does it have to be you?
who only chooses a good-looking one
and not someone who has dignity and ambition.

why does it have to be you?
who always left me and hurt me..
I am tired of being a toy...
I am tired of loving...
But here I am, still doing it...
I even made a poem to express my love on you;
and to show how I really love you...
But what can I do?
Even though how many poems that either I have made or going to write..
there's still no point of it--because you don't like me...

wishing is just a wish,
so I am not hoping for it to be true.
though, I doubted that myself
couldn't even tolerate that wishes
ain't even going to be true.

She was rather a bad person,
For stealing my heart without my permission,
For letting me fall on her easily,
And for giving my attention to her.

But isn't it way too obnoxious?
That I am the only one who fell.
That I am the only one who made an effort.
And the only one--who played as a fool.

behind every happiness in life,
there is also a sense of sadness.

memories
are fading
slowly by slowly,
forcing ourselves
to remember something
may just exhaust
ourselves.

it could be
better
to forget
even though
it's something
important
'cause there's no
choice
of remembering
something
when they've already
forgotten
us.

To live is like to die forever,
And to die is like to live forever.

So if you wanna live--
you just need to die first,
So if you wanna die--
you just need to live first.

Life is exhausting.
It's way too short yet giving you too many problems.

But unless if you wanna live,
then you should accept death first--
for you not to struggle in the end.

There had a day,
That I looked at the star,
Which I have fallen in love with,
Staring at it untimely and continuously,
Until I have realized,
That I am staring and fell in love,
With someone's star.

twinkle, twinkle my little star
you are beautiful no matter what you are
shining and sparkling every night
and you always give me light

twinkle, twinkle my little star
hoping that you'll not go so far
even if I cannot reach you, my little star
I'll still stare and love you, my little star.

Just a sole of looking at you,
I am in ecstasy already.

But,
you are already in ecstasy.
Not for me--
but for someone else.

memories on the floor—
scattered and crumpled
from the sheets I used to write
too puzzled yet remained mysterious
but searched everywhere for something I couldn't found
from where it all had begun—
of how I fell in love with your cruelty — your cruel kindness.

it started
with a sweet lies
just to make a conversation
and just to put a smile on its face

but it ended so quick
no one knows but her that I am a freak
who would only tell such a lies
but she never knew that it was sweeter than sugar

accepting each mistake
is one of the nicest things
you would ever hear in the world
and one of the wishes you've ever wished for.

but it is just a mere hallucination
that would never become real
but just an imagination.

I tried to look
for a lost soul of someone,
but it's probably late
because the body has been buried already
and the soul is nowhere to be found.

If you've lost many times,
should know what is your limit.
But if you've won countless times,
then keep it up..

it was so strange at first
until I have known
of these feelings of mine
which is can't be easily replaced
without you in it.

lived in a ****** world
cursing each person who makes trouble on me
but I have calmed down already
knowing that even in this ****** world
I'd be okay unless I have you.

Just
Can't
Call
It
A
Destiny,

When
You
And
Me
Are
Not
Even
Meant
To
Be.

It's too late!
Yes, it's actually really late now!
You came when I was already in love;
in love with someone which I could never have.

'Til we meet again,
My beloved friend,

'Til our next path may meet again,
My beloved friend,

And 'til our next adventure again,
My beloved friend.
'

Corresponding sounds in life does not even need,
You don't have to make them alike,
You don't have to compare,
And you don't have to make it rhyme as well.

Life is way too short,
So, broaden it and take it slow.

Someday we can't touch again those things we've touched,
Someday we may feel of regretting of all things we have done and did not,
Someday we can't show our loved ones especially when they're already gone,
And someday we can't see their smiles and hug them anymore.

There are too many tangible things in our world,
But feelings and emotions are not,
So we should do all the things that are meant to happen,
Because life is way too short.

You don't have to be afraid of ghosts,
spiders and such scary stuff.
What you have to be afraid of;
is someone might gonna leave you someday,
without you noticing.

you should remember
that no matter how happy you are,
heaven and sky will still cry.