“Priceless or useless” and other poems by Euphonious Poet
By: Euphonious Poet
“Priceless or useless”
I don’t know how to feel anymore
I am but an instrument
A tool to be used at your disposal
You only need me when you want something from me
Other than that
I am useless to you
But when you need me
In your eyes I am priceless
For in those moments
My useless persona no longer exist
But the moment you find value in someone else
I am quickly thrown away as that useless tool
Instrument you will soon forget
Why did you need me in the first place?
This is what you ask yourself
What did my worth mean to you?
It is not until you are hurt and disappointed by the one you thought loved you
That you will soon remember you put me on the shelf to collect hurt, pain, and loneliness
You will soon remember my worth and value
Only to use my priceless worth and value
Until the thing you value enough to give your worth away comes
Comes to cause you pain, hurt, and misery
I am always there to be your broom and dust pan
To pick up the pieces of your heart
To show you I care
But you can’t see me past who you view me to be
I am your useless tool
Instrument of unworthiness
When you feel loved by someone in whom you know will never love you
I am your priceless
When you need someone there to listen and put you back together again
Lost in your constant cycle of pain
Who am I to you?
Am I priceless or useless?
I will wait for you to decide
As I always do
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“Am I worth living for”
If I could think the way I feel
and feel the way I think
Oh how great life would be
My reality would be filled with the thoughts of truth
being birth from every word spoken from a world created totally by my mind
To where my heart can live out it’s sweetest joys
My life would have no worries
because I am in control of it all
The truth remains
I have this power to do so now
But this world has taught me
I am too small and too small minded
To make a change and I listened
Oh why did I listen
Now I am lost believing my thoughts could never be my reality
I have been taught they can’t live in perfect harmony together as one.
Why did I listen?
Oh why did I listen
Giving all control of me to a world of lies I know nothing of
Destroying my innocence in the process
Relinquishing all my control over to nothing
Deceiving me to think
I am no longer worth living for
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“My Time to Move On”
While I was waiting for you to make up your mind
Whether or not you would love me and accept my love as your own
A butterfly flew my way
Captured my attention
It smiled at me
Capturing my heart in the process
I used to hold that from burning bright in my heart
For you to find your way home
But now I have come to learn
Once the wick has burned out on the candle
There is nothing else that can be done
Nothing else for me to do but to say goodbye
And move on without you
Allow my heart to burn for another
As the flame starts to burn again
What was once a lonely caterpillar
Has now become a beautiful butterfly before my very eyes
Now I must spread my wings and fly
To explore this new world now open to me
She is my beautiful butterfly
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“Losing to Win”
I feel like i have wings made of wax
Trying to soar towards the sun
Believing I can make it
Without getting burned in the process
This is what finding true love
Feels to me right now
Nearly impossible
Am I wrong to believe I can make it
Even though the odds are against me
But how can I shine bright without the sun
The thing that brings me so much joy
Is the same thing that brings me so much pain
And yet I can not live without it
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“Unworthy of Her Gift”
Many have come and tried to penetrate my heart with no avail
Fighting a losing battle
They know nothing of
Unaware my heart has already been conquered by another
When she came to claim her prize
I ran away in desperation
Not knowing I was a fool to do so
Believing at the time her love was too good to be true
And I was unworthy of such a precious gift as her
No one ever taught me about love
I never knew what love was before her
I didn’t know the feel, the taste, the touch of love
She taught me what love truly is
I didn’t come to realize what she was showing and giving me was love
Until I ran away
Learning quickly what love truly is not
If ever given the chance once more
I will cherish her forever
Being in her gratitude of love always
I am the writer and owner of these poems. I would like to know who submitted these.