Lisha Len
+48This constant beating in my chest.
Am I cursed or am I blessed?
When you’re near, it beats faster.
This is leading to a disaster.
Which way is left and which is right?
No sleep at all for me tonight.
Lay awake, thoughts on the loose.
Why bother thinking, what is the use?
I can’t keep these thoughts at bay.
Should they go or should they stay?
One, two, breathe in deep.
Close my eyes, try to sleep.
Thoughts of you running in my mind.
Take a run to help unwind.
Pick up the pace and run full speed.
Unmarked road, where does it lead?
Lovers Lane with no turn around.
Falling silently to the cold ground.
What is up with this infatuation?
I look up to you with admiration.
Getting signals, they seem mixed.
I think I’m broken, can I be fixed?
Hum to myself a slow love song.
This is right but oh so wrong.
Pressure is building, let it out.
Bite my lip and start to shout.
Scream your name and start to cry.
I love you, I cannot lie.
This poem was written/submitted by Michael Dumeir / lisha len.
+60 Heart beating wildly, locked in a cage.
Consumed by the fire, consumed by the rage.
Throwing itself against the barren walls.
Screams echoing loudly through the empty halls.
Starving and lonely, it cries to be saved.
Wondering how long it will be enslaved.
A slave to hatred and a slave to depression.
Wondering why it has become Death’s new obsession.
It sits there and waits for help to come.
How does it feel, this thing called freedom?
It lays there, silent, on the cold stony floors.
Thinking of the ocean and the cool sandy shores.
It can’t really remember what it’s like to be free.
To walk without sorrow, to be filled with glee.
What is it like to not be afraid?
What is it like to not be betrayed?
What is it like to not feel the blade bite?
What is it like for a heart to take flight?
How much longer must it bare all of this pain?
How much longer will it take to be driven insane?
The patter of feet and the breeze of sweet air.
Lets the heart know that something is there.
It senses a presence and presses against the wall.
And listens closely to this intruders’ soft call.
A shadow forms and steps into the bleak light.
Immediately the heart feels something ignite.
A heart stands in front of it, just as battered and torn.
But this new heart doesn’t look at it in anger and scorn.
With a few whispered words, the lock disappears.
And the heart starts to cry silent happy tears.
The new heart comes in and brushes them away.
And promises to never leave and to always stay.
They hold tight to one another and never let go.
And walk from the prison, steady and slow.
The hearts put their pain and torture in the past.
Because two broken hearts have found love at last.
This poem was written/submitted by lisha len.
+36 I paint a smile upon my face,
and you’ll never know it’s fake.
With this smile, the pain goes away,
and I can pretend everything’s okay.
I laugh out loud with confidence,
when, in fact, I’m afraid,
to show the truth of what’s beneath
this smile made of paint.
This show that I put on,
is so precise and rehearsed.
You’d never know that earlier,
I was overflowing with hurt.
But by myself, in my room,
with no more paint left on,
I’m no longer that fake person,
and the real me comes along.
I stare into the mirror,
as what’s inside becomes illuminated.
Someone so depressed and confused,
would never be accepted.
And so it’s time to once again,
paint a smile upon my face.
Because around the world it’s always on;
And you’ll never know it’s fake.
This poem was written/submitted by lisha len.
+29Look at the girl with the cuts and the scars
Look at the girl with the broken heart
Look at the girl who still feels alone
Look at the girl whose spirit is gone
Look at the girl and count the mistakes she has made
Look at the girl as she holds up her blade
Look at the girl falling into the night
Look at the girl with an ongoing fight
Look at the girl who has nobody else
Look at the girl who is all by herself
Look at the girl who is fading away
Look at the girl wishing to be saved
Look at the girl who wears a disguise
Look at the girl who hides the pain in her eyes
Look at the girl who has lost herself
Look at the girl whose blood is her wealth
Look at the girl with no rights, only wrongs
Look at the girl who was lied to and used
Look at the girl whose heart slowly broke
Look at the girl who by midnight cries
Look at the girl and the hurt that she hides
Look at the girl spill blackened tears
Look at the girl cut away all her fears
Look at the girl who is losing her grip
Look at the girl and from life she will slip
Look at the girl whose mind has been haunted
Look at the girl whose actions were taunted
Look at the girl whose name is forgotten
Look at the girl, see how far she has gotten
Look at the girl but don’t acknowledge her strength
Look at the girl, see how far she has sank
Look at the girl who’s slowly turned cold
Look at the girl whose past is untold
Look at the girl whose mind is a mess
Look at the girl whose life is a wreck
Look at the girl whose wounds are still bleeding
Look at the girl whose misery is creeping
Look at the girl whose wrists are stained red
Look at the girl who wants to be dead
Look at the girl as she pictures her death
Look at the girl as she plans her last breath
Look at the girl whose pulse will soon end
Look at the girl whose soul cannot mend
Look at the girl who has inside died
Look at the girl who the world could not see
Look at the girl, oh dear, is that girl me???
This poem was written/submitted by lisha len.
+17 You forgive me for liking you too much,
And I’ll forgive you for not liking me enough.
You forgive me for missing you so,
And I’ll forgive you for being so cold.
You forgive me for the loud racing of my heart,
And I’ll forgive you for not hearing it.
You forgive me for playing your games,
And I’ll forgive you for toying with my emotions.
You forgive me for finding you so attractive,
And I’ll forgive you for not noticing.
You forgive me for raising you up so high,
And I’ll forgive you for bringing me down so low.
You forgive me for wanting to be with you,
And I’ll forgive you for avoiding me.
You forgive me for being so pathetic,
And I’ll forgive you for taking advantage of it.
You forgive me for not being able to let go,
And I’ll forgive you for never having latched on.
You forgive me for having hopes and dreams,
And I’ll forgive you for crushing them.
Forgiveness brings inner peace.
Do we have a deal?
This poem was written/submitted by lisha len.
+10Here is this girl. She’s in love with a boy. This is so happy, But a sad love story.
She dated him once. For only one day. She never was the same.
But she felt the same way. She loved that boy. But he didn’t understand.
He treated her as if. She was just another fan.
For almost a year she waited in pain. She hated the way.
He treated her the same. Sometimes he kissed her.
Sometimes he was her friend, but she knew she would love him. Till the very end.
If he could only understand. How much she loved him. Then they could started over.
A new life to begin. But he liked everyone but her. So still she will cry.
She loves him so much. She just wants to die. She has changed everything.
Just because he would ask. She can’t believe the love.
Was a thing of the past. One day she decided.
I’ll take this to the end. She asked the boy one more time.
Will you be my boyfriend? The boy said NO! The girl said but why?
I love you so much! Can’t we give this a try? No. He said again.
Tears run down her face. Then she went missing. Without any trace.
A few days later. They found her in a place. She was covered in blood.
Tears on her face. She was holding a pitcher.
And a note in one hand. When they read it allowed.
The boy could only cry and stand. He saw the picture of him and her.
And he read the letter. I killed myself. Because we can’t be together.
Secretly the boy loved her. And he loved her so.
He just didn’t want. Anyone else to know.
So that night he took a gun. And put it to his head.
Without her love. I shall be dead. He pulled the trigger.
And it made a sound. He held her picture close. As he fell to the ground.
The police found the boy. With another note on the floor. They got their as soon as.
The blood started to pour. I promise I loved her.
I loved her till the end. I’m so sorry she wasn’t. Anymore than my friend.
This poem was written/submitted by lisha len.
+8 You’re funny and sweet,
Most times good enough to eat.
You make me giggle and squeal,
So I pinch myself to prove that you’re real.
But then I cry over you,
I fight, and complain because of you.
You don’t seem to care,
As I pull out my best friend’s hair,
And break up old friendships
For a new relationship.
Where is the person I first met?
Who I believed would solve all my problems and fulfill my dreams?
Where is the person I fell in love with gone?
What happened to our sacred love song?
Now you’re playing it for some other girl?
Boy, you just messed up my world.
Now I’m no Juliet and you’re no Romeo,
So you better beg for forgiveness or go.
Go ahead! Get away! Go to that other,
But no matter how hard you beg, I’m not going to be your child’s mother.
Then you turn on the charm again and I fall in love.
I believe I treated you like a demon when you’re a gift from above.
But that little voice in my mind won’t stop screaming,
Telling me to stop dreaming, stop believing
That we were meant to be together,
Because you and I both know that I could get someone much better.
So we won’t be together for ever more,
‘Cause once I get pregnant you’ll be out that door.
So while I look for the perfect one,
You go ahead, be the player, I’m done.
I’m tired of your stories, mistakes and lies,
I’m going to live my life ‘til the day I die.
You could have been a part of it, but no, we’re through.
The minute I snap my fingers I’ll find someone new.
Because you’re not funny and you’re not sweet,
You’re the boy that wanted me to kiss your feet.
Good luck finding another girl,
Because I’m going to tell my story to the whole world,
And by the time I’m through,
No girl will want to be with you.
This poem was written/submitted by lisha len.
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