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kulratan_
kulratan_
27/M/Pilibhit, (U.P), INDIA I am not a professional writer, i write whatever my empty and broken heart feels.
There I was sitting alone, Watching the sky and feel to the bone. A butterfly came fluttered her wings Winked at me and she sang. Her song was immortal and voice was of god. A feeling was triggered Sensation was there A smile came onto me Though reality was bitter. That was her purpose never meant for anyone Nature made her beautiful and so I was the one. Never looked back since then, my purpose was clear The most important lesson I learned was already there. Most of the times happiness is lying in front and yet we are unable to grab it.
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May 13, 2019
May 13, 2019 at 5:01 AM UTC
Alone
She waited for her knight Long time has passed Even the light of lamp diminished Her hope is lost. She is waiting to shut her eyes But a glimpse of love had kept her awake World has disowned her And her voice is fading. She scream in her dreams Sound of coming feet wakes her Her world is shattered And her heart has lost its blood. Her knight went for a quest Defending her country’s honour She now rest peacefully with her son For her knight came on shield.
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Oct 7, 2018
Oct 7, 2018 at 10:27 AM UTC
Her Knight came on Shield
The moon shined upon her Yet she was upset The cold breeze kissed her Yet she felt nothing The flies lighted only for her Yet she was dark For she had lost love Which died with her dreams.
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Oct 6, 2018
Oct 6, 2018 at 9:47 AM UTC
Lost Love
When my door is been knocked Food cooks over my prestige's stove For you it’s business's ***** food But in night my daughter doesn't sleep empty stomach I am a ********** Sir! Food is overpriced than my pride. Every morning my body broke up with pain His hand through my breast squeezes my heart For you it’s necessary pain But in morning my daughter goes to school I am a ********** Sir! Today's pain is bearable against her future. Everyday i put darkness on my face Dreams dress up on bed in the face of money For you they are pieces of my soul But my daughter fills colour in her book with it I am a ********** Sir! Her happiness is expensive than my body.
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Oct 6, 2018
Oct 6, 2018 at 9:44 AM UTC
I am a ********** Sir!
She used to drop a message once in a while ‘Howz you’ she asked me twice. She used to tease me everytime we met But now time is changed, we often talk We shared a special friendship We always felt a strong love But maybe our destiny was upset Now we just smile and wave. Don’t know how to show that i love her No idea how to stood up against her I told her once i have feelings for you ‘I don’t want relationship’, those were words of her. I was broken again, but not angry at her Being alone was my fate and i accepted it I wanted her to know that I will always love her Though we can’t be together still i will wait for her.
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Oct 2, 2018
Oct 2, 2018 at 9:59 PM UTC
We can't be together!
I married a **** survivor She was terrified and broken Shaken till the last drop of blood She can’t even face the mirror now Now she hates herself for being a girl Just few seconds had stolen her identity Her respect, Her pride, Her value, Her existence Corner of a room was now her place Tears dried heart soaked smile disappeared Yes i married a **** survivor! Believing i could give back her effeminacy I hold her hands when no one wanted her Society expelled her,Why? Because she lost virginity Because she lost her dignity Because someone forced her played her Because someone snatched her feminess I don’t care, i love her and i promise to take care of her I will bring back her pride her attitude her smile Hoping i could take her to my world of peace Yes i married a **** survivor! I can’t touch her i can’t make her feel comfortable Suddenly at night she wakes up and cry That night still haunts her My beautiful bud was plucked Crushed and trampled her soul was tampered I gave her home my family my love Yet she resists inside of her, still her voice trembles Still the cruel eyes of world poaches her Still the comments of anyone shatters her She tried a lot to move on but that cruel laugh torments her But now she had her peace for she had hanged herself.
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Oct 1, 2018
Oct 1, 2018 at 10:48 PM UTC
I Married a **** Survivor
A little girl sang a song on the streets About men, tired fighting the war About the ships that left And all who forgot their joy to the end. She sang in her clean voice and flew up to highness And sunbeams shined on her shoulder Everyone saw and heard from the darkness The ***** and torn clothes singing in the light. All of them were sure that joy would come Because ships arrived at beach The people in the land of war Regained their bearings are happy. Sweet was her voice and the sun’s beam around And by heaven’s gate The little girl versed into mysteries and mourned Because none of them will ever be returned.
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Sep 28, 2018
Sep 28, 2018 at 10:47 AM UTC
Her Hero Never Returned
You are my that happiness which can’t be mine I had always loved you and always will I told you to wait but you wouldn’t listen I asked for your time which you never gave. I remember when you cried for first time I was there but you didn’t saw my shoulder I prayed a lot for you my sweetie But always ended up watching you with another. Maybe you are not my first love but you are my last I feel enchanted with you my love For this feeling is reason i am still waiting for you Though you are with someone else, i will never stop loving you.
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Sep 25, 2018
Sep 25, 2018 at 12:16 PM UTC
His Love, Her Play.
Life is a rented home, One day you have to change. Death when calls your name, You have to leave it. When happiness becomes unhappy with you It moulds itself into sadness. A time will come you fool, You have to walk on thorns You will become so innocent and helpless That shrug of your velvet had to be changed into coffin Clean your heart with faith, Leave the ***** deeds. Still there is a time wake up else you will burn in hell Your condition will become so Neither money nor power will work And you will be thrown out of your own tall building.
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Sep 25, 2018
Sep 25, 2018 at 12:15 PM UTC
Life's a rented Home.