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Pranav21090
19/M/India
Dressed in radiant sunlight, Found your place in my heart, Made it yours, filled it with warmth. Your soul intertwined with mine, Adorning my being like a jewel, Shining, beautiful, strong. You bring indescribable joy, As strong as wild rivers' flow. Wish to be your home, Not ever give you a reason to let go, Have you forever and more. You are my home, For every today and tomorrow.
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Aug 14, 2020
Aug 14, 2020 at 2:21 PM UTC
A letter to her.
Once again, the shades are closing in, Only escape is locked with my dreams. Heavy is the curse borne by my kin, Soon my turn will come, it seems. Mother was eaten up from within, Though I could never hear her screams. She drowned to win her battle, A different path I'm trying to weave. Hush, not so loud, this mind is brittle! Go away or make them leave! Oh listen to fate's cruel chuckle, She won't stop till she makes me a reason to grieve.
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May 10, 2020
May 10, 2020 at 11:48 AM UTC
My inheritance.
What matters when your blood's gone cold, When the colour fades away from your eyes, When your heart has sunk to a bottomless pit? Naught but a desire for life remains, Guiding me in my dreams. Held back by chains of the days past, Ruminating how to move ahead. All I know is I'm not finished yet, I'll make myself a better grave.
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Mar 28, 2020
Mar 28, 2020 at 3:40 PM UTC
Resolve.
Rat a tat tat, the rats were hungry tonight. She often thought about laying traps to snare the stinking vermin, but they could smell every brave thought in that determined imagination of hers and every hidden crevice of her captive mind. Scrounging, hungry, ***** rats, scratching their way through her walls of peace and tranquillity for another slice of her magic. One day, one day those rats will surely die from the potency of her will for them to leave, or, she will simply remove their tails one by one when she’s sharpened herself up enough. A rat with no tail is a comforting thought in the midst of it all.
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Jan 1, 2018
Jan 1, 2018 at 11:53 AM UTC
Irony of Rats
Walked through the streets, Had no idea where to go. Found an unseen alley, Felt all my thoughts rally. Where does it go? Into the light or into the dark? What will I find? What I wanted or what I dreaded? Afraid, I walked away And today when I came back, It was no longer there. My heart filled with regret, Over something I could have felt.
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Dec 31, 2017
Dec 31, 2017 at 10:23 PM UTC
An unseen alley
Looked into the dark, I swear it could see me too. Tried to remove the mark, The black turned blue.
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Dec 31, 2017
Dec 31, 2017 at 1:16 PM UTC
After the dark