It's get to know each other through poems/ rhymes time ❤😁

@Tinywhisper11

The wait is over! This is my poem: 

3…2…1 

I put on a face I know they’ll like

I smile and laugh into the mic

I’ll laugh or I’ll cry, but I’m dead inside

I don’t care, to say I do is an utter lie

If I say that, I’m done

No one loses, no one won

Endless games, so I just quit

Fighting, and lied a bit

Fake smiling, just to please

My parents, friends, and family

However, now it’s starting to shake

My face masks are beginning to break

Trying to hold it down

Isn’t as easy as it sounds

Emotions always eventually come out

Anger, sadness, pain, shout

Break and destroy without a doubt

All my face masks fall to the floor

I can’t hide or hold back anymore

My fake emotions hit the ground

One mask, then two, round after round

My eyes water up, threatening to pour

I give up, I can’t do this anymore

Tears pour from my eyes

I can’t keep up with this lie

Looking at my family I want to shout

I don’t, instead I breathe in and out

Silently, I pick up my mask from the floor

Wiping my tears, I put it on and open my door

A fake smile plastered on my face

Doing this for years, I’ve come a long way

I put on a face I know they’ll like

I laugh or smile into the mic

I really don’t care, that’s not a lie

Smiling and laughing but I’m dead inside

Behind my mask, I let out my final cry

@Tinywhisper11 all of the poems here so far are just *chef’s kiss* so, I’m inspired to give a shot. Tysm for this lovely idea. Here goes

I’m a bean, always on my feet

Call Me a wanderer cuz that’s what I be

learning about the world, all the little things 

finding myself in this mystery

though life so far has tried to push me down

stretching my face into a frown

But I know too well that I deserve to be found 

that I’d gain lots just by sticking around 

people might push me into giving it away

giving my hope to fight away

but I know I’ll always stay

cuz I’m a fighter, everyday

to all the curious, to all the burdened

to those who feel threatened by their doormat(people in their lives, getting metaphorical lol)

know that you’re promised a life where you’d feel heartened

so don’t give up now, stand up stat!

thank u *curtsies*

@Tinywhisper11

@Tinywhisper11

Paper whispers mocking thoughts,

Pencil lead feels thick and cold.

Clock ticks heavy, time runs short,

Dreams seem distant, stories untold.

Heart aches with a hollow thud,

Brain's a storm, thoughts lost in mud.

Will I fail? Will life rewind?

Lost in loops, no progress I find.

Hi, I'm a 27yo cat and I remember a lost dab hand,

That created canvasses where other artists couldn't even stand,

Unique method of sketching that gave even an architect a flash.

Somehow the colours of the artist ended up fading to a soul so fast,

Trespassed doors of stupidity to lose all he had,

Yes, I'm the reincarnated body of that spirit who is a biggest fan.

Anyway, years passed while evolution of that big bang.

Once he purposely stopped at the green lights,

And crossed the red lights,

But later he got chased by flashlights,

Yes, his brains were blinking tubelights.

Once he failed at the junior high,

So his mates just left him to dry,

but he earned military mind,

because he graduated juvenile.

Demon been dark mist of his eyes,

Lords wrath at him till he dies,

Because he assisted the demon every time.

Angels wrote bad rhymes,

On his left shoulder for his crimes.

Once he needed medication for his d-addiction,

But again he got a drug dose,

Freaking money making source.

Do you wanna know what caused?,

Because the elite who lay low makes the payroll.

Once he used all his pennies to make a way of living for survival,

But he never knew he was dealing with his new rival.

He fought for justice,

But the law shows up as a robbery is better than a bribery which is injustice.

He is hurt by his flashbacks,

Again he gets back stabbed by all the black rags.

He wish this was hymn of the fallen no more

Now he will try to prosecute by himself so *** the dress code.

Good luck to him to survive like a last man stands....

@Tinywhisper11

A weirdo in life

a servant by heart

A life ruled by strife

an attitude that sets me apart

rocks minerals, fossils, anything of the sort

Reading, writing, and gaming is somewhat my thing

Dancing, hiking, taekwondo, and rock hunting are my favorite sports

and even though i suck, i still like to sing

I'm one of a kind

the good, weird, and the bad

Kind, hardworking, helpful, is how i shine

stubborn and immature annoys people a tad

down to earth

and blue as the sky

sometimes i don't know my worth

but that doesn't mean that i don't try

ask questions if you want

I'm not afraid to chat

i don't have much to flaunt

but I am me and that is that

I am a weirdo

Broken and bruised but Christ's own <3

He gives me new life.

@Tinywhisper11

A face with happy wrinkles

Eyes with mischief twinkle

A parent & a carer

Most definitely a sharer

Fashion, well quite strange

A sort of swishy-swooshy, flowing pastel range

Of music is a big fan

(Loves a slow-mo head-bang)

A poet & an artist

A newbie (screeching) flautist

Though can make a pan drum sing

But more than anything

I love to sing a hymn

A haiku, about me:

Pieces of a soul

Lost, wandering then and now.

“Where’s the beef?”

😋