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I gave her a circlet
of sea foam pearls
from Hanok Village

perhaps some might think it
an expression of how
I felt engulfed in her loveliness

perhaps
it was merely
a gift

A meager means to share my heart

And
I suppose

she kept both
I loved a boy ; such a good boy
I always had tears of joys
When I saw him ; I became sad
This pain wanted to drive me mad
I thought he was now for me
But someone did the ***** on me
I was in love in the dim
Love of that boy ; love of him
But he thought I'm with another
I wasn't ; swear to my mother
He decided to go ; didn't believe
How could I believe he wanted to leave
Looked in my eyes & said bye
How could I stand & not cry
It's a long time that it passed
& he's one of my memories at last
I am now my husband's wife
He makes for me a sweet life
His heart is in the right place
He enjoys looking into my face
He is reliable & so kind
More than that boy ; is in my mind
According to a story which I have heard....
its the first poem i've written...
I want to cry...
I can't die...
No one can understand me...
I'm lonely...
No one here is with me...
My heart is empty...
I'm trying to find
A person who I imagined in my mind...
A person who is as same as me...
who can feel all my pains...
And walk with me & train me
to not be the lonely...
i love no one
i am alone
i should sit
lonely on the lawn

i could see two friends
who were sitting close to each others
they were speaking warmly
& singing a song like two birds...

with each sentence they told
i really felt so cold
it was  chilled to the bone
i don't have any person in my life with heart of gold
It's a long time that I'm lonely
I knew the reason I wish only
You all left me because of what ?
What are your reasons to break my heart ?
I used to be alone since my childhood
But I often tried not to be in a mood...
How  should I stand...?
I think that I shall never see
A leaf as lovely without a tree
When it falls upon the ground
So gently placed to be found.
A child gathers it in her hands
Carefully places it on the sands
Hoping to grow a brand new tree
For all the world new life to see.
The last four lines had many interruptions (5 year old). Changed direction at least three times. Could not remember where it was going. The child was driving this one.
Running my fingers
Through your too long hair.

Finding out you don't care how much
I want to touch you, that's rare.

Sliding along, every inch of your smooth skin
Mouth tingling, thinking, not knowing where to begin

Being touched, from head to toe
Licking my lips, wondering where you'll go

Staring into your eyes, knowing there's nothing between us
Leaning back moaning, feeling all the love and lust

Knowing that all you want is me too
That's my freedom, simply having you.
 Aug 2014 Raghiba batool
David
twilight steals gently
across meadows with purple
hues of fantasy
copyright 2014 David
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