Best Painfull Poems


Crazy Beautiful

I'm crazy beautiful 
or plainly insane
I consider insanity 
to be a personal gain
perpetual bliss
or so the surface shows
hidden secrets
no one can know
inside i want to scream and shout
im a jigsaw puzzle 
with a million broken pieces to figure out
I'm an intricate web
you try and untangle
dont get to close
you may fall and strangle
my scratch is a cut
that sorefully deepens
a painfull wound 
in which my memories seep from
I'm a gift to the world 
one nobody can keep
I must be plainly insane 
my beauty is only skin deep

How I Really Feel

This is how i really feel 
These feelings are very real
My feelings for you are so strong
In the past I have been wrong
I know it's happenings so fast
I want these feelings to last
What I am trying to let out
What my heart wants to shout
These feelings of love and admeration
Also fear and hesitation
I don't think i could take rejection
I know I am far from perfection
But if you will let me in your heart
I am sure we will never part
Can we learn to love ourselves 
And let go of our painfull past
I am willing to take that chance
From now until the end
I will be your best friend.....

For Reals

HEAL MY SWOLEN HEART YOU HOLDER OF ITS PAINFULL BEAT,
REPEATING STRONG SENSATIONS WHICH DEVOUR ME,
NO LONGER STRONG ENOUGH ALONE,
MY SOLITUDE SHOWS MOMENTS THAT I'VE TRIED TO HIDE,
SUDDENLY THE ANGUISH FROM INSIDE BECOMES ALIVE,
AROUND HERE THERE IS EMPTYNESS WHERE ONCE THERE LIED A HUG,
IT SEEMS THAT NOW HUGS AINT ENOUGH TO REASURE ME YOU STILL CARE,
LIFES NOT UNFAIR IF UNDERSTOOD RIGHT,
YET CAN HARDLY GRASP IT,
CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT THOSE SMILES DAMN IT,
ALL IS WELL BELOW SURFACE,
AND STILL I FEEL SO WORTHLESS,
SEARCH FOR PURPOSE IN THIS MESS,
DOING THE BEST TO GET THROUGH BEING WITHOUT ANSWERS TO MY 
QUESTIONS,
WHICH IS WHEN WILL TIME HEAL ME,
NOT TO FORGET THE HURT YOUR FEELING,
TRYING TO SEAL WHATS CALLED THE PAST,
OH HOLDER OF THIS PAINFUL BEAT MY HEART IS FEELING,
DRILLING SORROWS THROUGH MY SOUL,
FILLING WITH SOMETHING NO ONE WILL EVER KNOW BUT US,
TO HAVE A YEARNING SO PROFOUND TUGGING AT US,
MUST HAVE BEEN WRECKLESSLY IN LOVE RIGHT,
BUT I'LL FEEL THIS PAIN FOR LIFE TIMES,
REFUSING TO GO AWAY,
I WOULDN'T HAVE IT OTHER WAYS,
PREFER TO STAY AS CLOSE AS POSSIBLE,
THROUGH EVERY PASS I GO,
THINKING OF US MAKES MY HEART SWOLEN,
LIKE A LOVE THATS PASSED ME BY,
AND EVERY MORNING I WAKE UP TEARDROPS SLIPP OUT OF EYES THAT 
WANT SO MUCH TO CATCH THE SIGHT OF YOU,
THE UNDERSTANDING SIDE OF YOU,
CREATING SOMETHING GREATER THAN I'VE DEALT WITH,
NONE WILL EVER MEVER MEASURE UP TO YOU,
PLACED THE SCALE HIGH WITH ONE KISS,
IT SEEMS I'VE MISSED YOU FOR A DECADE AND THREE WEEKS,
NOW IT'S SO HARD FOR ME TO EVEN SPEAK,


The Missing Plane Mh:370

They left with happy faces
They were people from 
different places
They boarded with their cases
Packed them into their spaces

The beautiful MH370 took off
Like the ball in golf
Just like a playoff
That i will be a tragedy they 
never thought of

There last words were "alright 
good night"
Everything seemed alright
We thought it would be a 
normal flight
That we would hear of its 
arrival during the morning light

Indeed you never know
The last time you will 
se someone and again say hello
But that was a painfull way to 
go
What a hard unforgettable blow

Tears brimmed our eyes
Hoping they were just lies
Waited for updates from sunset 
to sunrise
And the World was loud,louder 
of cries

Hijacking,sabotage were the 
consideres posibbilities
The mental health of the pilots 
were the liabilities
Terrorism the act of hostility
Not knowing the reality

Our hearts felt like they were 
wrapped in a blanket of nails
Pain erupted from each side of 
the body for no details
Like a farmer who always fails
Hoping the end will be like the 
fairytales

It was still the missing plane
To find it know one knew when
Like a flower the feeling 
blossomed of pain
We just hoped to see the loved 
ones again

Our hope was then flushed
By the heartbreaking news with 
pain we felt stuffed
When we heard some even 
collapsed
That in the indian ocean it 
crushed

BY ME. :)

Guilty As Charged

Sometimes men need forgiving
When they don't know how to ask
Words really are unmintionable
If painfull the recent past
A womans heart is fragile
When given to the man she loves
She knows she can't take it back
But only be scorned by love

Hear her silence roaring
Like a lioness looking for cubs
See her eye's exploring
The soul of the one she loves
Feel her motionless body
When seeking the littlest kiss
Her memory totally empty
Of any shared bliss

How can I fix this
How can I fix this
How can I fix this!

I'm on my bended knees
I would do most anything
If I could only please
The thing that once was living
The thing that I once had
Please give it back
It's the only thing that matters
The thing that I lack

I can love unselfishly
And you would be my queen
Remember what I am to you
And wipe the record clean
I won't stray beyond your reach
And we shall be as one
Perhapes to bring us closer
This awful thing was done

The Character of Me

All those painfull little memories
 so neatly stuffed down inside,
Helped to build the wall around my heart 
Where my soul chose to reside.
So many scars and battle wounds
 Only God alone can see,
But these are things he destined my life to carry,
To build the character of me.
So today i am much stronger 
than i ever thought that i would be,
And ive gathered some wisdom and some patience,
On the journey to be free.
I find im not hasty to get angry 
And I think before i speak,
I stand my ground when i know im right
To show that im not weak.
People can love or hate me
 I cant determine how they choose,
But i will not carry a grudge or hate,
Because my inner peace i just cant lose.
So if i seem withdrawn and choose
 not to socialize,
Its because the only thing that matters 
Is how God sees me in his eyes.


Happy Mothers Day

From stubbed toes ,countless tears and many more to come
Being a Mom is never done
From baseball games,gymnastics,dances and proms
There is no full time job such as mom
From the punishments like no outside and no tv
To the love that was so unconditionally
From "Its painfull to be beautiful" & " Live and learn"
You taught so lovingly yet so firm
Making us proude to be who we are today
Keeping our mouths shut, if there is nothing nice to say
Working how ever long it took
Just to buy me that new pocket book
Getting the school clothes off of lay-away
Man that was the most magical day
It was enough for you, just to see us smile
Letting us stay home from school every once in a while
When we faught, you were the referee
Sending us both to our rooms so seriously
From being our cheif,servant, personal shoufer and maid
Doing it all without getting paid
Hosting parties on our behalf
To practicliy forcing us to get in the bath
Dressing us from head to toe
Not missing one talent show
Your a magnificent sculpter, molding and creating us
A love built on honesty,integrity,compassion and trust
Love you mom your the best!

A Painfull Lesson

Don’t touch stove.......
                                 Hot hot hot.............
                                                               Burn baby burn

Spell Bound

there is only one woman
in the whole wide world
one thing that matters
this certian girl
and she fills my mind
both days and nights
her loveliness is my delight
a loveliness i can not requite
so quiet lies my tongue
that would confess so much
about desire for a simple touch
heartless to tell anyone
about this crush
especially her, i love her that much
better to live with a dream
than deal with rejection
secrets are kept for my protection
painfull are the places
we learn this lesson
spending the most of our lives
hiddng from rejection
a man begins to wonder
what is this thing that has me bound
why is her name a wonderful sound
why am i the only one that
watches her the way that i do
i thought i had the answer 
but i do not have a clue
hopeing that she'd notice that i never
denighed her any request
and that she would stay longer
and that was my only test
start a conversation
maybe start a kind of relation.
why do i see her imperfection 
as the most beautiful thing i have searched
and count it as the only worth
that held me bound to the earth
that kept me sound to sanity
and insanity where my minds
looks for moments that we share
looking for opportunity to dare
and hope that you have a snare
to entangle me somewhere
where my imagination
has went wild.

Dear Lover

As the night sinks

and darkness covers the light,

thoughts for you grows 

like the stars gleaming out

in the lonely sky

love and faith dwells 

in my eyes

my heart craves for your

presence,

the only reason 

for my sustenance.


Here, I am to reconcile with

your painfull tears .

Worry not for the unseen

who knows the glimmering future

waits for your arrival

I want your love 

imprinted on my light gown

till I arrive 

for more endless  romance

.

Dedicated to Michael Wayne !
Date- 30.07.2011
Time- 2. 45 am
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One Day You'Ll Make It Girl

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Poetic Lyrics By Thomas Lam Hsi


THERE IS ONLY ONE TRUE GOD...THE LORD GOD ALMIGHTY...WHO ALONE CAN
SAVE FROM Satan...who plays 'all' roles...the devil...the 'Lord Jesus'...
the 'Father'...the 'Holy Spirit'...all 'Other Gods'...and 'alien gods'...HE...THE
LORD JESUS CHRIST HIMSELF IS FULLY GOD AND MAN...AND HE ALONE...
IS THE ONLY WAY TO GOD THE FATHER...and to an Actual Heaven!



The Golden Girl...'jus isn't you...dear...in life...there are many roles.

Is sis...The One...or...am...I...'jus another...one...Mom 'n Dad...what's...my role?

Dolls...maybe the same...but...here's another game...money's tight...can't you see?

Chad's...so sweet...sis and he...well...oh well...if...I try harder...could I be?


If life is hard...it only gets...harder...girl...sometimes there...are no answers!

Mom 'n Dad...lied...love alone...isn't enough...life...though...sometimes...answers!

When the well...is deeper...the pain...grows 'n grows...girl...hang on through!

Golden Girls...dolls and boys...the streets...are longer...till you see...it through!


Girl...one day...you'll make it...the world...is the oyster...and...you're the pearl!

Girl...one day...you'll make it...your sister's...not the only...one...you're the pearl!

When life's harder...the pain...lasts longer...'n golden things...can't make...
A Golden Heart!

When life's harder...the pain...lasts longer...'n golden things...can't make...
A Golden Heart!


Christmas...with...my...only dream...it really...does seem...a little longer...and
Stronger!

Christmas...with...my...only dream...it really...does seem...a little longer...and
Stronger!

One day...I made it...Girl...I made it...I made it...Mom 'n Dad...lied...A Golden Girl!

One day...I made it...Girl...I made it...I made it...Mom 'n Dad...lied...A Golden Girl!


When the road...is too painfull...and the blood...stains through...stay true!

When the road...is too painfull...and the blood...stains through...stay true!
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One Day You'Ll Make It Girl

Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Poetic Lyrics By Thomas Lam Hsi



The Golden Girl...'jus isn't you...dear...in life...there are many roles.

Is sis...The One...or...am...I...'jus another...one...Mom 'n Dad...what's...my role?

Dolls...maybe the same...but...here's another game...money's tight...can't you see?

Chad's...so sweet...sis and he...well...oh well...if...I try harder...could I be?


If life is hard...it only gets...harder...girl...sometimes there...are no answers!

Mom 'n Dad...lied...love alone...isn't enough...life...though...sometimes...answers!

When the well...is deeper...the pain...grows 'n grows...girl...hang on through!

Golden Girls...dolls and boys...the streets...are longer...till you see...it through!


Girl...one day...you'll make it...the world...is the oyster...and...you're the pearl!

Girl...one day...you'll make it...your sister's...not the only...one...you're the pearl!

When life's harder...the pain...lasts longer...'n golden things...can't make...
A Golden Heart!

When life's harder...the pain...lasts longer...'n golden things...can't make...
A Golden Heart!


Christmas...with...my...only dream...it really...does seem...a little longer...and
Stronger!

Christmas...with...my...only dream...it really...does seem...a little longer...and
Stronger!

One day...I made it...Girl...I made it...I made it...Mom 'n Dad...lied...A Golden Girl!

One day...I made it...Girl...I made it...I made it...Mom 'n Dad...lied...A Golden Girl!


When the road...is too painfull...and the blood...stains through...stay true!

When the road...is too painfull...and the blood...stains through...stay true!
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Premium Member Are We

Are we headed for that painfull end
When life is over and death begins
Are we aware of the painfull shock
When death comes calling and 
begins to knock
Are we mindfull of that fatefull thing
That hangs on the scale where life 
and death swing
Are we ready for that day
When all debts are cancled and all 
bills are paid
Are we afraid to be present but lost
Reservation canceled all bets off
Are we fearfull for that day
We're laid in a casket and put in a 
grave
Are we responsable for the plot
One day we are and one day we're 
not
Are we respectfull for that day
Are you ready for Judgmenr Day

To An Artist, With Love, Red

The best place 

I discovered in your heart

 nest for a homeless bird

Caught in this wilderness

here, I am to reconcile with

your painfull tears .

Worry not for the unseen

who knows the glimmering future

waits for your arrival
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Your Loss

Whatever they think of me
I no longer pay any mind
Does it really matter in the Grand Design
Do they weild so much power as to make stars align
Or have they walked the miles in my shoes
Or put in as much painfull time
But time and time again
When they test my fortitude
I still win
Even when i bite my tongue and my
Patience wears thin
All because of not who i am but the
Spirit within
So i declare to you all who have given up on me
It really doesnt matter
For deep within i am free
To bad you threw away the time
To know the real me.
YourLoss

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