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Little Bird Apr 2017
A v e r a g e

6 letters in the first and 7 in the latter
one letter missing, one step closer to becoming that dreaded word
It's not that I am, or I am not
It's how I feel
Not good enough to be noticed
yet not bad enough to be forgotten
Stuck in between
How liminal

Hell, maybe I'll even become mediocre
Never more
Never less
Little Bird Apr 2017
Are any of you ever lonely?
Typing everything you're feeling to end the pain?
the most humane wish there is, no pain
I imagine, no I know, loneliness to be a white maze
everywhere you go it's white
and you're the only black dot on the map
People turn to white, cars turn into a white, everyone around you
Even words turn to white
Your thoughts leave you as well and become the light that shines on the maze
It's so loud with silence it's deafening
The quiet is too **** loud
Alone with everywhere to go
Little Bird Mar 2017
You are not new
These feelings will never fade
Just be replaced with someone else
I'll watch from a distance like I do
Too scared to say a thing
But too stubborn to let go
That's romance for me
Little Bird Mar 2017
You're happier aren't you ?
I know there's always someone new
I don't allow myself to look at any of your photos
I don't need evidence when I know the truth
Just know, I'll be waiting for you
Happier if you ever come back
Little Bird Mar 2017
I can't wait to leave
to be far beyond your reach
you won't be able to touch me
talk to me
influence me in any sort of way
this body won't tremble again in your presence
this heart will not quicken and defy the laws of rhythm
I'll be states away, maybe even a country
for years and years

I can't wait to leave and come back to you
Little Bird Mar 2017
Today I talked with a friend,
you were in my head but I prevailed and did not mention you in the least
However, she brought you up and you became the subject of everything again
So it's not my fault you're still in my head, it's everyone else's


I wrote so many poems
And LOVE quotes
Thinking of YOU on a
Virtual paper of laptop

What should have happened was
I should be writing
The same poems and quotes
On your bare skin
Behind your shoulder
In those cold nights
And under the candle light

I never wanted anyone
To read my poems except YOU
I do not want to store them
Anywhere, except
In between your chest and shoulder
Within the inner layers of
Your gentle heart - forever!

Instead what happened
That nor my fingers reached
Your skin of your back
Nor I touched your breast
Your heart palpitated inside
Waiting for my touch
And I kept on writing
Poems on the virtual
Paper of the laptop


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