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 Feb 2015 Jacqui
Timothy Kenda
I never thought you would leave
The way you did, with such flourish and poise
You left me feeling like a lost little boy
It did all made sense, didn't it?
The rip in our consented consciousness
Left concussions in our confidence
And we learned that if trust is never present
Well then our only chance will be heaven sent
So we left each other standing on cellar stairs
Based on our promises I wouldn't thought we'd have left everything there
Just to ascend to our new lives
It's not right
How we had to fight to get to where
We could coexist without a fight
But is it wrong to state that on this night
I miss you, and in my dreams I thought I spoke
Unto your ghost
You said everything would be fine
And I believe you, and I still do
After everything we have been through
How could I not?
So on to your ghost, I swear with my prayers
Because I can always feel you standing there
 Dec 2014 Jacqui
Nicholas
Before the evening came,
The dusk spoke up to my spirit
'bout the redemption it brought to beautiful lives,
I got sunk into the ocean, in a minute
& the memory of my heart walked out into the ashes... to darkling nights

The ashes of my heart flattered across the street
I smoked for a while
& a glass of wine stole the breeze
My eyes glared at the pages written by me late-night
I tried so hard to arrange but every note got flamed up into the pieces of my life.
Yeah... December`s up so is my writing! ;)
 Dec 2014 Jacqui
Ocean Blue
Rewind
 Dec 2014 Jacqui
Ocean Blue
Give me your hand
Before the night falls
On my hopes and
On your dreams.
Let me take your heart
And trust me if you don't mind
Before we both fall apart
And let the feelings rewind.
Oh the beauty in each sunset, viewed from a different horizon.
Colors are so radiant and bright.
Did someone just press the 'enhanced' button?
People are more lively!
Or,
is it just me?
Am I finally 'living' when I'm traveling?
Maybe this is my thrill.
Constantly searching for a new horizon,
to view each and every beautiful sunset.
Maybe I've found what makes ME lively.
maybe,
just maybe.
love.
Not love at first sight
but Love.
The one that rips you apart
Only to show you who you are
what you are
and your worth.
The one that makes you smile and cry
the one that makes you strong yet incredibly weak.
The one that makes you lift YOURSELF up,
the love that makes you grow stronger
together and apart.
yeah,
that Love.

He makes me question myself
Everyday a constant discovery.
inhale what I don't know
exhale everything that I thought made sense
This Love is rare.
Thousands of kilometers stand in our way.
The easiest things are made incredibly hard.
But,
Our love remains.
I was never a believer in long distance love
It was unrealistic, impossible,
A recipe for disastrous heartbreak
But every time I look up at the night sky,
I think of you..
and the summer we shared beneath the stars.
No matter the distance,
your love lifts me up.
Nothing is certain,
but my love for you is infinite.

You're the reason I believe in something I don't know.
Late night feelings, and confessions to the one I Love.
In a book I opened
on page twenty three
I came upon a pressed flower and
wondered,
was it for me?

The book was printed, eighteen ninety five
I guess
the flower was alive back then and
so
it wasn't for me.

I wonder who placed it
between pages twenty three and four and
why did they put it there?
who was it for?

Sad,
looking upon the dead rose
thinking about those,
and did the book close on them,
did the rose
speak of love
back then?
Oh how happy you make me!
and how sad I feel every time we have to part.
You're warmth and comfort is like no other.
Nothing makes me feel more relaxed than you.
Nothing takes away my stress like you do.
When I want to surrender,
I simply think of you...
As My Reward,
My Gift,
My SERENITY to this life filled with UPS and downs.
But when I'm with you I feel equal.
There is no UP or down.
With you, I have the wildest/happiest/saddest/ most romantic and most terrifying of dreams.
You make me feel everything.
You completely swallow me up and take me in like no other.
Oh how happy you make me!
and how sad, every morning we have to part!
But one thing's for sure,
You will always be waiting for me to come back after a long day.
I LOVE my bed!
 Oct 2014 Jacqui
Nicholas
When you earn love, you never treat that right
& when it walks out the barren roads
You run after the love making things clear with a pine

The gravity of universe attracts the love
For the piece of magnetic life
Your heart works upon your thoughts
And, you get lost to the pulse rated night

The life wonders. . .
When you earn love, you negotiate to feel the incense of it
& when the fragrances snicks out the world
You become desperate to drink each & every drop of bliss
Oh... So, life wonders, what's this?

Some visions, many questions
Comin' to hit you up at dusk
You living beyond the region, where there's no another sun

Sun never awaits for you to get scrolled down the sky
Moon ain't stop for you to come outta behind the light
What you've found in your hands. . .from the world
Is another “wonder to wander” to solving the puzzles of infatuated night.
Ps. I still remember the day when i`d joined this resplendent site--it`s June/30th/2014. I`d spent my time on here for a month but, due to some circumstances, I walked out the site on July/29th/2014... umm, not exactly cos, I remind, my last write (i`d dropped on here) was the same one "Infatuated Night", uploaded on August/5th/2014!
And, then I`d deactivated the account but later on, after the few days, when I tried to re-activate the account ... I couldn`t make it open again! Ah! My bad!
I even had tried countless times to re-open my account but every time I stepped up, what all I found`s the tuft of fruitless days. So, in last... I just decided to make a new account and I did.
So, here i`m.. now i`m back.
~
Thanks to all of those who still remember me!
 Sep 2014 Jacqui
Juhi Chavda
I am not yours to fix.
As broken as I am.
As tired as I may be.
As many flaws as I have.

I'm not yours to fix.

My flaws make me who I am.
Without them, I'd just be a mannequin.
Mannequins are pretty.
I'm real.

And I'm not yours to fix.
 Sep 2014 Jacqui
Madhurima
Dear society,

Stop trying to sober us up.
We’re young and bright
and beautiful and loud.
We will light up every
corner of every room
and still shine brighter
than the sun.

Stop telling us to cover up.
We will wear little black dresses
and bright red lipsticks,
leave lip-stains all over
your precious little world
and look so good doing it
that you’ll have to look away.

Stop telling us to slow down.
We live and love with so much
power and strength that we
cannot stop for you
or anyone, for that matter.
Every day is our day
and the world, our oyster.

Stop telling us we’re useless.
One day, we’re going to run the world
for you; going to be soldiers, doctors
writers, artists, speakers of the truth
and the truth is that we’re alive
and strong and here, and
you cannot control us.

From impatient, beautiful, and exuberant young girls everywhere.
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