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24/F/Sikkim An introverted but an introspective, As words are my only swords that seek to pour on a paper to tear all my pain with my pen.
Sun has rises and the Day is already started But somehow heart Felt very pain. Cause I can see faces, Faces of people Which hides the feelings And its thousand Words. Every one have their Own thought, But I see some Unspoken words spreading All around me.. Every loveliest faces Is not so innocent And every angel Deep inside hides the Divil. Even being with some Man of earth Its just less worth. And now I can See some faces of Unspoken words Within me still.
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Sep 28, 2018
Sep 28, 2018 at 10:19 AM UTC
Unspoken words
Sitting in a couch Looking at the empty ways Where their is no soul. Darkness fill me again and I try to escape But the light seem bright From far place and I go ahead. It's like a illusion Which left me in a chaos. Like a shadow where I am moving away My dreams are fading Like a flower in monsoons. It's a rainy day, so my tears falling, But I couldn't do things anymore Which make me feel alive. Because I am living a kind of life with new ways. So I kept watching around. Even echo didn't touch But the heart which beating in sense. So, I had come out of my past like coming from sea But forget to bring the pearl. And it's the loneliness Where no sign of footsteps, not a single sounds of echo But the beats of heart.
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Sep 27, 2018
Sep 27, 2018 at 9:52 PM UTC
Loneliness
The sky and it's colour Fading away Just like the ocean Which seems to be dry May be it's a sign, Sign of grief and sorrow 'Cause of pain I can see the wings The broken wings of an Angel. And the word which Never be used! One can't fly with a Broken wings, But I can see myself With the heart of Broken pieces. Which seems to be complete But scars remain. And that's remind me of my Dark pain, At last.. it's the only Broken pieces.
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Sep 27, 2018
Sep 27, 2018 at 9:41 PM UTC
Broken pieces
Sitting alone in the Dark room Doesn't make any Sense of loneliness But it's a shadow Of grief and sadness Which can burst out All your pain, Just like the way You look straight And find nothing And that is the silent of Your soul! You'll be the alone and still And the only One will be their With you As a silent and That's the way To come out of the Darkroom, Silently.
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Sep 27, 2018
Sep 27, 2018 at 9:33 PM UTC
Silent