The light from the device
In the dark room
With s throbbing pain from
The back of my head come
Everytime the pressure of life kick in
I closed my eyes for a seconds or more
And your smile flash in
With a slow voice i whisper
“Still u”
-
Y
Mar 25, 2021
Mar 25, 2021 at 7:45 PM UTC
I hear the time was ticking.
Tic toc tic toc
With the leaf fall around us
From the blow of the wind.
I can't hear my voice.
From unheard breathing of silent.
With the rhythm of my heart
And trembling hands.
Why I am like this?
I feel the path
Getting shorter by the time that
I wish it was getting longer and further for the first time.
And
I can't feel my feelings
how sad that day was.
Because tomorrow the day we would be parted.
- Y
Aug 6, 2019
Aug 6, 2019 at 10:44 AM UTC
Maybe
I know you well,
Enough to realized that
you not telling me the truth.
However, I know.
I don't understand you
Deep enough to know the reason
Why you're sad.
Yet,
It's kind of irritating but true
The feeling.
To be honest...
Knowing you,
I shouldn't ask
when I know the answer.
- Y
Jul 15, 2019
Jul 15, 2019 at 8:18 AM UTC
“She just like a fire.
The fire, that melts you.
The fire, that keeps you warm.
The fire, that you're are trying to save.
The fire, that you Shield from the wind.
And, the fire that burned you.
Yeah, She burned you...
Because, she thought you were playing with a her.
Now you know
She is the fire.”
Jun 20, 2019
Jun 20, 2019 at 11:01 AM UTC
I slip the straps and release the clasp
of your over-the-shoulder boulder holder.
Gravity asserts itself, and you sigh as
I wonder if I should get even bolder
because
The jaws of love masquerade
as petals of a flower
so
Just say if you want me to stop.
We are, after all, in the middle of a shop.
I was attracted when I saw you smile.
As we passed in the frozen food aisle.
Now people are staring though the window.
Shocked at my nonchalant innuendo.
And if your purse metaphor extends to this.
We can go to the Bank for a little kiss
though
I may not be able to afford
nine feather mattresses and a golden pea.
But if you could make do
with a lilo and a marble
then …
You've pulled Princess.
© Pagan Paul (30/05/17)
Aug 1, 2018
Aug 1, 2018 at 10:54 AM UTC
The sea is still today
It's cerulean blue and gold
I think of the thoughts it carries
Within its hidden folds.
Its touch is soft and gentle
It soothes the ache of years
But I wonder how many waves
Are made from fallen tears.
Jun 20, 2018
Jun 20, 2018 at 2:31 PM UTC
find a lover who writes you sonnets
who uses the darkest flecks of your eyes as ink
and the shades of your skin as paper
writing along the edges of your wrists and arms
with tongue and teeth
with purpose, truth, and love
find a lover whose heart sings to yours
a pianissimo summer sonata, dolce
using their words sotto voce against your ear
melodiously humming against your body
with their lips pressed to your neck
with passion, fire and tenderness
find a lover who creates art
using line weight in colloquy and canvas alike
to paint you with diamonds, as they see you
watch them carve your essence
with rainbows and pearls
with intensity, feeling, and beauty
find a lover who gives to you
who presents all the joys of life
unselfishly and without expectation
and when they give freely and openly
ensure that you, too, become a lover
who writes, sings, creates, and returns
Jun 20, 2018
Jun 20, 2018 at 2:31 PM UTC
●●●
the moon is lonely in the starry night
the sun is lonely amongst the cloud
●●●
the teardrop is lonely in the waves of sea
the heart is lonely in the countless crowd
●●●
the union is lonely while met so many
in the caravan too the loneliness found
●●●
wrote many pages yet lonely is one word
lonely is the matter, the night, things around
●●●
Jun 19, 2018
Jun 19, 2018 at 2:51 PM UTC
LEAVE ME MY SMILE
Over time many have told me a different way,their visions of a new day seemed to have gone astray
All the while resting in the back of mind were just basic thoughts of how to be kind
Simplest things can bring us to task ,bliss is last, now forcing our happiness to go away
Bringing back a grin often brings on more pain, well worth the toll when it is found
Ceaseless game of bad or good trying to force us to take sides,will we give in today
Fresh faced within flowing morning air,breathing inward,stopped short,gloom suddenly formed as a cloud
People paying more attention to whiners than winners making it easier and more acceptable when we go astray
Questions preside if those with a constant sneer have lost all their cheer,leaving some to wonder what it is all about
Some must try harder each day finding new strength to play ,while others don't bother never seeming to slip into the grey
Which will it be often a constant plea, many inline to fix it for a fee,finding our own balance carries the most clout
Easy smile when as light as a child ,more weight adding more scowls to our fate ,knowing happiness brings beauty will I now be slower to become evils prey. R.C.
Jun 19, 2018
Jun 19, 2018 at 2:43 PM UTC