Hey I'm Kota. I'm just a person who likes poetry. I've been writing since ever. I put all my emotions into my poetry. But most of the time I feel as if my poetry is always at it's worst but there is that one every once in a while that I really like of my own. But I really don't care if they're good or not. I truly care about what it means. If its just put together and has no meaning then it's not poetry. Its just words put together. I believe real poetry comes from the heart and is full of passion. It has to have a story behind it that means something to you. Real poetry is of the heart and soul not the pen/pencil. If you'd like to know more just message me. |
You want my love,
but then you shoot me down...
Many fight to live
but many fall in battle...
Kiss me now kiss me then
Your lips so soft I need you again...
They ask me how I do it.
How do I be so brave...
Lost,
Alone...
He doesn't hide under my bed
Nor does he hide in my closet...
I Thought Eternally
With Out Answers...
Sometimes I want to bleed,
To feel the red running down my flesh...
How would you feel if...
Your father never wanted you...
Lost,
Alone...
The most beautiful things are always hidden in the smaller print. Hidden away from first glance. And unknown to the one ment for the true message hidden inside another. |
Just as I shall lie alone in the grave, so, in essence, do I live alone. |
Life is gone and love is all we have left |