What if
We were reincarnated?
I was the plutonium bombs,
I was everywhere to be found,
Burned like stars in the northern sky;
Yet my walls were too high
And my insecurity was too deep,
For I was so difficult to be created!
And you,
You were the uranium bombs,
You were the rare atom, of one in a million.
The one that I had been searching for,
To create a massive fusion for us two.
And together
We could create the hydrogen bombs
And explode the whole world
With our love
But yet,
We were too toxic,
Too destructive for each other,
That we keep hurting our bodies;
Roaming through the sky,
Just to sacrifice ourselves in the land of earth,
As to die and to be killed,
As if
we were
never destined
for each other.
-a.d
Nov 26, 2016
Nov 26, 2016 at 1:17 PM UTC
People said
Romanticizing is too dramatic
And sad poetries
Are kind of untold suicidal notes
And poets
Are too broken, bluer than a bruise
Blacker than old stretches
As miserable as a grayish dark cloudy sky
As heavy as the hazy rainfalls on a rooftop
Little know they realize
That words hurt
And sharp,
Like a knife twisted in a soul.
Jul 30, 2014
Jul 30, 2014 at 8:32 AM UTC
i am the flower
i go blossom
they call me beautiful
i go die
they cut me off
they throw me away
so worthless
and useless
i am the flower
that's what i am
Jul 24, 2014
Jul 24, 2014 at 6:35 AM UTC
08:48 pm
why is missing someone can be so addicting? you have to get rid of it, wake up and move on with your life ahead, but you just don't want to. you want to remember their details; their smile, the color of their eyes and their tastes forever but nothing lasts forever and either you want it or not, the picture of them will softly leave and remain in your heart as long as you live.
Jul 22, 2014
Jul 22, 2014 at 12:17 AM UTC
the sun was shining so bright that day, peeking through my windows. i felt the sunlight burned my fragile skin and my heart continued to beat. walls of insecurities and emptiness vanished when i saw his eyes in the morning sun. his smile was full of mildness and brought me into a sweet melody of tranquility. he touched my hand and i felt the sunflowers inside my lungs are dancing in the bloomy atmosphere.
the clock keeps ticking and i woke up and i realized that you are not next to me anymore. all those scenarios i made inside my colored mind never exist, and it was just a daydream away. you did not love me and you are gone, just softly leave. but your voice was still humming inside my soul and i pictured your laughter perfectly in my 2 am thoughts before i go to sleep.
those summer days are over, my dear. those rhythms and happy voices are booming in my everlasting memories. i felt so grateful to know you in my life, beautiful boy. thank you and goodbye.
Jul 21, 2014
Jul 21, 2014 at 4:54 AM UTC
just change me
just turn me
into a dust
worthless and useless
***** and all filthy
i'll be the dust
in your veins
so i can stay forever
inside your body
without feeling the pain
of missing you so much
Jul 20, 2014
Jul 20, 2014 at 1:06 PM UTC
the stars are longing for the sun
when it shines so bright in a summer day
with the sound of cracking waves
and everlasting goodbyes
just like yesterday i said hello
and you touched my hand
you grew butterflies and sunflowers inside my lungs
all of my darkness and sorrow
vanished when i saw your smile
i still feel the summer air and those sparks
even when you said goodbye
i died a little inside
this piece of memory will be gone
and now you're softly leave footprints in my heart
and now you're really gone.
Jul 20, 2014
Jul 20, 2014 at 12:59 PM UTC
hold me down for real
catch my eyes the way you
catched the morning light
say those three words
and come run forever with me
let's dance on the white balcony
or lay down on the sleepless dusty road
and watch as the moon breathe
let's sing along our favorite song and kiss
beneath all the city lights at 3 am
come on
hold me down for real
and i'll be yours forever.
Jul 9, 2014
Jul 9, 2014 at 11:55 AM UTC
how will i let you go
if you look at me
the way sunflower looks at the bright sun
how will i let you go
if you smile at me
the way a poet smiles to their muse
how will i let you go
if you hold me tight
not letting me to slip away from your grip
and soak me in to the deep ocean of yours
a place without oxygen
how will i let you go
if you make my heart beating
the way a blind man seeing a sunrise for the first time
how will i let you go
if my fingers can't stop dance
around the inks and papers
to write these meaningless poetries for you?
tell me, how to let you go?
Jun 16, 2014
Jun 16, 2014 at 11:11 AM UTC
your eyes are the shimmers of green woods
the lights of sunrays beneath the turquoise trees
I could stare into the deep green ocean of your eyes forever
and you would catch me in your locked gaze
lost in the train of thoughts to anywhere
but your eyes
your lips are the color of pastel sky
when the sun sleeps slowly behind the gold horizon
and it shifts into the pink and magenta
like the cotton candy, so mild, tender and sugary
that's what your lips are
your hair is the smell of coffee shops in the cold street
so sweet-scented and the touch of paradise
mixes along with the color of dark brown ground
arises when the rainfall wipes out the land
it's how your hair looks to me
your smile is the one from fallen angel's
gives me such a present of tranquility
like how the ocean moves in the summer breeze
makes butterflies and dragonflies dance around
in the deep of my tummy
makes the flower bloom in the saddest part of me
makes my blood running around with a such spirit
and makes my heart beating so fast
even I could guarantee
that my heart is beating louder
than the sound of the storm in my darkest mind
Jun 10, 2014
Jun 10, 2014 at 7:18 AM UTC