Wednesday, 18 November 2020

 Love, is a risk worth taking.

It should be a bussiness that worth a deal.

And when u love, be true, be sure that u've moved on from ur past. look forward for what u may got from the risk u'll gonna take. and when u fail that love, dont be afraid to love again. moving on is not easy, take ur time. know ur self. and when ur done picking up every broken pieces of yours, love, just love. U may fail again, but the ones who risk the most, gain the most. learn from ur failures. Love's never easy. Keep loving until u find the love that is for u and only u can own it. And u will realize that those risk u've taken worth. Keep going my friend.

Sunday, 6 September 2020

Facade

Over and over again, He was lost. He knows he was loved, but still He wanted a proof. Still wondering what's missing and He is broke. Can't take the pain on a loser’s chest. Being a winner is not settling for less.

Friday, 3 January 2020

Silence deafens me. 
The darkness showed me the truth.
And when the sun shines,
I close my eyes not to see the rays of lies. 

I abandoned freedom,
convicted with my own thoughts. 
In a dark room of ideas, 
I served as a torch. 

Thursday, 31 October 2019

Thoughts of a broken heart

It's midnight when I caught myself awake, suffering a pain in my chest. Remembering those moments when we were still together,
now, that the promise of forever is gone.
We face those struggles,
overcome those trials.
Those problems we've solved,
is something to be told.
The memories that we made together is now like a sand,
that is being bIown by the wind.
As we write every Ietter,
and construct every melodies on our own.
There were happiness that is synchronizing to every word that we said.
But in just a blink of an eye everything has been gone,
everything breaks down into pieces.
Tears began faIIing down my cheeks, sobs are now the symphony on the dark moments of my Iife. My chest is now pounding in pain and very soon then it will break into pieces just like a gIass that will never be made the way it used to be.
I am a broken piece that is being Ieft unnoticed and no one cared. But as the moments goes by there was a hope that's waiting for me, cause when the sun goes down, there were stars that comes out on the darkness that surrounds you. LittIe by IittIe every pain that you feeI will soon then fades out for there is still a God that is aIways there behind us and ready to catch us as we faII. Just think that maybe the Iove that you shared is not in the right time. There is aIways a right time, a right moment, a right  place, and a right person for you to Iove.


~DoreenKeyXBryan

Friday, 13 September 2019

Passion

Wear it, risk yor life.
Be your balance as sharp as knife.
Mind wide as the universe.
Life’s a final performance, no time to rehearse.

In the water I want to sleep,
but in floating I can’t keep.
In slipping you should not be afraid.
In wound and bruises there’s always an aid.

In wearing it, falling you should expect.
It is called trying coz its not perfect.
Other people found it with hate.
And why not, they only have four you have eight.

A bigginer doesn’t have the right to pretend.
Being better is not the end.
You can fly for seconds, then touch the ground after.
You can dive, but you can’t breath under water.

Yes, you will fail once, twice, many times. But no. You can be a poet who can throw rhymes.
Hearing criticism from the crowd,
You got the passion, you should be proud.

Saturday, 7 September 2019

Inside the four corners of a  room,
where ideas starting to bloom.
Writing a poem dedicated to whom?
To a married woman, not being her groom.

A long time ago you made a promise,
that on the day of the wedding, you'll have your first kiss.
But in just a moment you have miss,
on gripping she began to release. 

Not being there whenever she need,
can change an orchid into a weed.
Finding someone who can serve as a shed, in just a blink you may found them on bed. 

I grab some paper and pen.
And I'll write down some memories from heaven.
Memories that makes our story
A story that has no clarity. 

Writing down this peice Is my way to release
To get away from a bad feeling from the start of the ending.
We started up on a happy lane But why we end up in pain?

You said you will never lie
But why I end up with a cry? 
Yes, you said I am lame But why I only took the blame?
You said you were always there for me But why did you leave me?


~bryanXmissdoreen

Monday, 15 April 2019

How I used to love


💕


I know you like smoking a cigarette.
The world against me, I am an hermit.
Two persons can keep a secret,
Telling someone will you commit?


I love you like smoking a cigarette.
When I lit, sip satisfaction is what I feel.
I know it's not the end yet, but I'm starting to regret.
I am a ship with a grounded keel.


I loose you like smoking a cigarette.
Risking my health as I cover my ears.
In a loud sound of a cassette,
I keep on holding my tears.


I let you go like smoking a cigarette.
The moment I breath out I can see the smoke fades.
Just like this poem loosing it’s rhyme,
My heart can’t speak to write the next line.