Limited moments remaining,
Under a thousand stars,
Work yet to be done for living,
The best I can do as fars.
No one is free here,
Bound by the giant chain,
Some though don't care,
Others born for pain.
There is no equality,
There is no compassion,
In this ruthless city,
You may end in depression.
Accepting your nothingness,
Know you are alone,
In this vast wilderness,
You're meant to be gone.
What's it that worries you?
What makes you afraid?
Aren't you aware too?
You may be soon dead!!
Your anxieties will be burned,
Along with thy bones,
Your fears will get churned,
In loud death's tones.
In that intense moment,
Your insecurities will vanish,
To come alive just once,
Would be your only wish.
You will shout out loud,
"Suffering was self-made!!
How ignorant I was about,
Precious-life so great.
I could have made it better,
In my own way,
Begged the world rather,
Getting hurt every day."
But then there won't be time,
To get into past,
Realize now your prime,
Before comes the pain Last.
Categories:
fars, best friend, cry, emotions,
Form: Rhyme
My feet swelled up the size of cars.
After a visit from a cat named Mars.
He swiftly returned home above the stars,
Leaving my feet stranded in two pickle jars
I heard his voice doing hardy-har-hars
“Help me please!” I screamed to my neighbor Lars
He was wearing headphones, and was polishing cars.
I sang “Old Dan Tucker”, just a few bars.
Two TV reporters stopped their cars.
They filmed my feet, in those Mason jars
I told them about the cat named Mars
Who is still tee heeing those “hardy-har-hars.”
The neighbors began pointing me out at bars.
My friends shunned me in nears and fars.
That cat came home, from his trip to Mars.
And I settled down with my man named Lars.
Categories:
fars, 2nd grade, 3rd grade,
Form: Monorhyme
Memories ..
She looks down at all her scars all the memories slowly flood her mind.The thoughts of insecurity , never being good enough and low self esteem all take a toll on her. The thoughts come back of not being here anymore. Wondering will anyone notice or will no one care? Thought after thought cut after cut. Burning.. Blood dripping arms burning. The blades slowly begin to fall from my hands. Minds racing like a car wondering god why tf am I here ? .. Do I have a purpose ? because so fars its been nothing but hurt. Brokenness, Sadness , Memories. Will the blade ever get away ? Will these memories ever fade ? Memories …
Categories:
fars, absence, abuse, addiction, anxiety,
Form: Verse
Leo the Mighty Lion stalks the starry sky
As Orion the Great Hunter aims an arrow at his eye.
A battle splayed among the stars
To the world's farthest fars.
A big bear helps a little one cross the Milky Way.
Taurus fights a Red Dwarf, what more can I say?
Cancer keeps on waiting for the ocean's tide
As Aries is running for a place to hide...
From Draco's mighty fire seen from here on earth.
It shows the other stars who has ruled from birth.
And Leo the Mighty Lion pounces in the sky
As Orion the Great Hunter lets his arrow fly.
Categories:
fars, adventure, fantasy, imagination, nature,
Form: Couplet