literature

Have you ever wake up in the middle of the night and you got sweat all over your body your heart beats real fast it feels like wanted to explode....and you couldn't do anything but sitting there in the middle of the night,frightening scare.... well i have...
i just woke up from my nightmare 10 minutes ago........all of my life seems to flashing it was like replay from the very start until ......10 minutes ago.Sweat all over my body my t shirt were wet.... my heart pounding real fast......and it took me about five minutes maybe more to be able to realized that it was only a dream.... but it wasn't just a dream it was a nightmare....not just for a night but my whole entire life was a nightmare.....to me and for my family and to all the people around me.... god..... if i can choose..i rather stay in that nightmare than waking up and finding that my life is a nightmare. My entire life has always been a burden for others.....especially my family...and many times i wished before i went to sleep not to wake up again.... every time i sleep i wish it would be the last... but it will never be that easy......yeahhh right....
i have no idea what i had done to deserve this kind of nightmare...i've always been kind to others and believe me when i said i could never say no when they needed a help......or maybe i'm just to proud of my self right.... even my mom couldn't believe what has happened to my life sometimes or many times she cried coz seeing that her son's life has always been a miserable. and to see her cry it only makes my life even harder.... so i fake a smile just to show to my mom and my family that i was doing fine.....but the next thing i know.....i have faking my whole entire life.... i'm pushing my self to be happy to be cheerful and somehow i manage to make others believe that i am happy and cheerful..... but they never know that by the end of the day i always down on my knees look up the sky and tears fall from my eyes.....i swear to god that this is the only thing i can do.....to ease the pain that i fell inside....and to hide my pain from the world..... to show others that i'm fine but i'm not....
i try to find the answer of this god forsaken life.... what will i be.....how will i end up......is this pain will forever haunting me.....or someday i can get out of this lie....and actually feel happy not because i fake it but because my life is truly happy...... i hope......hehehehehehe
and you see i always have hope that someday my life will be wonderful not just for me but for everybody especially to my family....but until that day i just have to fake another smile. it's really hurting me....but it's better than hurting people that i love.....and may god help me to survive........ in this NIGHTMARE

I didn't get a chance to say I love you.

You were gone before we got that far.

All I know is now I really need you,

Yet when I look for you, you aren't there.

You said once that you never would forget me,

Yet how am I to know without you here?

Such emptiness! Like what I feel within me:

Neither flesh nor tears, just cold thin air.

Sometimes, alone, I feel your arms around me,

And all my need for you spills out in pain.

Jagged memories of you surround me.

I cannot think I won't see you again.

Poetry (from the Greek "ποίησις", poiesis, a "making" or "creating") is a form of art in which language is used for its aesthetic and evocative qualities in addition to, or in lieu of, its ostensible meaning. Poetry may be written independently, as discrete poems, or may occur in conjunction with other arts, as in poetic drama, hymns or lyrics.

Poetry, and discussions of it, have a long history. Early attempts to define poetry, such as Aristotle's Poetics, focused on the uses of speech in rhetoric, drama, song and comedy.^[1] Later attempts concentrated on features such as repetition and rhyme, and emphasised the aesthetics which distinguish poetry from prose.^[2] From the mid-20th century, poetry has sometimes been more loosely defined as a fundamental creative act using language.^[3]

Poetry often uses particular forms and conventions to expand the literal meaning of the words, or to evoke emotional or sensual responses. Devices such as assonance, alliteration, onomatopoeia and rhythm are sometimes used to achieve musical or incantatory effects. Poetry's use of ambiguity, symbolism, irony and other stylistic elements of poetic diction often leaves a poem open to multiple interpretations. Similarly, metaphor and simile create a resonance between otherwise disparate images—a layering of meanings, forming connections previously not perceived. Kindred forms of resonance may exist, between individual verses, in their patterns of rhyme or rhythm.

Some forms of poetry are specific to particular cultures and genres, responding to the characteristics of the language in which the poet writes. While readers accustomed to identifying poetry with Dante, Goethe, Mickiewicz and Rumi may think of it as being written in rhyming lines and regular meter, there are traditions, such as those of Du Fu and Beowulf, that use other approaches to achieve rhythm and euphony. In today's globalized world, poets often borrow styles, techniques and forms from diverse cultures and language