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purple dog Nov 2017
is love real?
is it meant to  be this painful?
it hurts,
it hurts more than anything,
it feels like my heart is breaking into two,
is love meant to hurt like this?
mum always said if love hurts,
then you know that  what you feel is real.
but really, is it real, because right now my heart is shattered in to tiny little pieces.
i love you,
do you love me?
i'm hurt,
i'm broken,
is love meant to hurt?
is love real?
is it meant to be painful?
is it meant to feels like dying over and over again each time you see that person?
  Nov 2017 purple dog
Ryan Holden
I feel all of this love I can never reveal,
So I'll spill my soul in my ink -
Just for you to see what you mean to me.

I've told myself -
"What am I supposed to do"
When her eyes are filled with stars -
Her smile butterflies,
nearly knocking me over every
Single time -
And this dream I keep dreaming -
Where we live forever and always
The ages we are now.

We still go around differently
Every single time -
And that's the beauty of it,
You pinch me - I pinch you back,
But you always seem to win.

Only because I'm soft -
I call her "Marshmallow"
I say she has a "Great Wall Of China"
But ha,
Prowess tells me it's only "Berlin".

You see -
she's squishy on the inside
for those times I get
a mere glimpse into her heart -
Inside her soul that shines
So bright.

For she lifted me from the
Deepest depths -
Of my lowest self
Giving me strength
To take her with me
on my journey back up,
Only to flourish
Together - chasing both our dreams
no matter how bizarre,
No matter how far.

But

Every hand I throw
For her to catch and hold,
I chisel through nooks and crannies -
trying to find a weakness,
I make you whole -
You make me complete,
Yet no matter how hard I hit the wall
I can't knock it down,
I have merely
chipped my way into her heart.

But that's why "Berlin" is here,
Right?
To make sure I can't poke around
enough to let her see,
What she means to me.
Inside my cage
                            Fists of rage
I may be strange
                            Its hard to change
Been poked
                      Been prodded

That's how it all started

                  Abuse
                          Misuse­
                          
Now I refuse
                        To let you
           take
                     refuge

Inside
           My
                  Cage
                           I
                              Shall
                            ­            Remain
                            Hidden
           ­       Away
         From
All
     The
             pain
                      While
                                ­ My
                                       Rage
                                                Stays

L
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  Nov 2017 purple dog
Imran Islam
I am so sad
because of your sadness
You said,
"My heart hurts today
I'm really sad"

I'd see your heart
I'd read your heart
I'd hear your heart
I'd touch your heart
I'd stay in your heart
I'd feel the pain of your heart
Can I love you though I'm apart?
  Nov 2017 purple dog
Seema
"Jack..."
Yes..., "Jill"
What is in that sack?
Nothing... "Jill"
Isn't it time to fetch water
Ya, but......
"Jack"
I want to know
It's trash to throw..., "Jill"
Then why you climbed up this hill
You could have thrown elsewhere
"Jack...",
Yes... "Jill"
You are lying to me
I am not..., "Jill"
I felt I would miss this moment with you
So I forgot to throw this on my way
Sitting here with you......
Open the sack, "Jack" !
Why? You don't believe me?
I want to believe you, "Jack"
But my eyes wants to see
No!!
Why not, "Jack"?
Because it will smell...
Ofcourse, it will "Jack"!
Huh!!!
Yes! The blood is dripping from the sack
What have you done, "Jack"?
(silent sighs)
What, "Jack"?
It's another ****, isn't it?....isn't it?
Yes, "Jill"...
He's the last of the gang, that killed you
Now you can rest in peace, "Jill"
I will just tumble this sack over
Then fetch some water, down the hill
I miss you, "Jill"
Do you miss me to?
Yes, "Jack", but you shouldn't have killed
Why not?, "Jill"
They took my life away
So I took their knives and slittered same way
As, they did to you...(cries)
I will join you shortly, "Jill"
I will join you shortly...

©sim
A dialogue poem.
  Nov 2017 purple dog
a
here is my love
concealed within a box
open it,
and the love will die.
you must trust in me that it is here.
I'll give you my love,
but I need your gold trust.
this is my view on love inspired by Schrödinger's cat
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