I can't bear this anymore oh no,
My mind is gonna be screwed so,
'Cause the only image it wanna draw,
Inside my soul is you,
Even though it's severe heavier,
Let me suffer from that cuddler,
Don't abandon this pathetic looser,
From hair, my body will be frozen,
Up until the edge of the toe,
I know that doesn't stand a chance,
That you will come to me Jen,
'Cause you are my crush forever,
You don't know I exist in the world,
But let me live in that lie,
I love that lie I hug that guise,
Oh god make sure not to me,
Not to wake me up from that dream,
Cut off my breathe from her memories,
I'll be happy more than ever
############This is a poetry of someone having a crush. It may be related to me. It may be related to you. The crush is a girl and she doesn't know even a guy called him exist in this world. 'Cause the crush has never seen him. This is the imagined feelings of that pathetic looser. Thanks for reading.
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Esala Gunathilake
I am an enthusiastic writer who feel the sense of humanity. Thus, I can write stanzas, short stories, novels, articles and blogs as well. I am a blog contributor for the Ananda College Engineer's Ink student chapter website.
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Omg you are not a pathetic loser!! But this poem is soo cute 😂💖I subscribed lol plz lmk what you think of my latest poem
Amazing!
Amazing
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Excellent poets
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It’s not a defeat that you painted with your pen, but a form of love that will never be expressed. It’s like living in a moonlit fantasy that, however, drowns and frees us at the same time... The reality of this chilling love is always invisible.💔🌙
Brilliant ✍️🏆♦️♦️♦️♦️♦️
You portrayed the deep longing by an unrequited love brilliantly and realistically. The desperation in the words highlights the intense emotions at play. The clinging to hope, the plea to God is so reality based. In short, you have splendidly showcased the extent of yearning and heartache
WOW! This is Awesome!
This is gold—raw, relatable, and totally a vibe! Who hasn’t been that "pathetic loser" living in dreamland? Loved the honesty and that touch of humor. Crushes hit different, don’t they?✨
It is something natural and expresses the feelings of a person who has been subjected to.
Hehe, adorable! 🥰♥️
beautiful