Poems on Life - Blackout Poetry Notes

Reopened Scars

The vulnerable
could prove fatal if
reopened scars come alive.

She began to discover life
wasn't too short:
laughter and love were
the answer.

That's the whole point.
I don't want to fade
I want to flame away - 
a work of art
ablaze with hope.

Walk around the city,
make a habit to 
feel humanity.

Fill up my life
especially when
time's a  goon.

What a life!
There are still kind people
in this world - together,
we deserve to have it all.

Reality is black and white,
but I rebel
against the opinion that
my selfish complex
is hypocritical.

He seemed real
but I won't leave in the middle of
my plot
and recover after
he walked out.

I assure you
your failings in plain light
are
the most ordinary.

Is anyone happy?
They are living in blind optimism
with the ugly rat race,
desperate suburbanites who
never could quite understand
beauty or love.