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maham-s
maham-s
Pakistani
At night I lie under the darkest cloud I lie in a storm I lie in brightness I lie alone. At night I miss I miss the loud I miss the quiet I miss chaos But, I don't miss. arms entwined around each other I see them but I don't see me. silent whispers and unspoken looks I see them but I don't see me noise and chaos is what I have and what I want similar in their definitions however, in a parallel universe. But then I see him and him and him and him I see them all and I see me I see darkness and I see hunger and I see no spark I see both seeping the drastic differences absorbing the realities dreaming the dreams. I see me, and I see them both thems are different but I'm not. When I want to be them I see the other them and I see me and then I realize that the them could be either. but the me, is me.
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Dec 26, 2013
Dec 26, 2013 at 7:04 AM UTC
A dream undreamt
With shoulders stretched wide encompassing a troop, a group, a herd. With a voice loud enough To hide the whispers, The echoes, the pleas. I embraced, enveloped Everyone within reach Fought battles with my own arms No allies, no shadows Just foes and rivals and enemies. The sunshine faded And gave way to twilight With twilight came misery And thoughts crept into my mind The what ifs and when wills shook the walls Of the container, the flask, The ****** empty room. They shook and shook and shook Till it broke Till everything broke loose Havoc. Chaos. Turmoil. I thrashed and thrashed and thrashed. I wept my tears dry Crouched underneath, Like a hurt kitten, a terrified rabbit. Till I came apart. With every whisper, and every plea. The soul mended itself. The broken mirror, got back together Glued. Frayed. Cracked. Yet together.
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Dec 1, 2013
Dec 1, 2013 at 2:53 PM UTC
Stretched.
So overwrought Like a fragile thread Stretched too tight Too low Beyond its powers.
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Oct 29, 2013
Oct 29, 2013 at 1:41 PM UTC
Overwrought
A broken woman, a young lad were doomed from the start to be together with adolescent creeping up like an unwanted shadow dark and frightening was all she could feel new love bloom was all he could feel. She wound an intricate web around his beating heart unconscious, unintentional potent. senses returning, she wept her tears dry and climbed into a journey of lost souls away from him, away from his every wandering heart away from the dirt her soul splashed at her sanity her rationality. He searched high and low into himself and grew apart each day from within himself the pain lingered his love ran deeper then the heart deeper into his soul deeper beyond reconcile. A broken life a holy sin a caught fox are all cliches parallel into themselves his love exceeding them all her love being an exception which proved it all.
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Apr 9, 2013
Apr 9, 2013 at 2:45 PM UTC
Broken pieces
Time passes, and never stopes like sand disappearing from interwined hands into masses of itself forgotten, and never to be found again.
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Apr 9, 2013
Apr 9, 2013 at 2:35 PM UTC
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You ran I ran Faster than light, Invisible to the keenest human eye We ran towards the safest haven. Almost giddy with excitement Heart fluttering on the Delicate wings of ecstatic butterflies Forsaking everything behind Just you and me We zoomed by, Humans and objects, All just a mélange of colors Hallways went by In the blink of an eye Not yours or mine Just the shrewdest eye Voices called out to us Allies raring to join Teachers frantic to stop Corridors vast enough to dissolve into Stop, came after a long, lingering voyage Breathing in short abundant pants We beheld the eye of each other And in that moment I realized we were more than partners in crime We were, you and me Two friends destined to be In each other’s memory Forever And Ever And ever.
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Mar 6, 2013
Mar 6, 2013 at 4:26 AM UTC
Reminiscence : A tribute to my favorite partner in crime.
A dress floats in never land Wisps of smokes seen from the fire ahead Raging gloriously. Bodies merge In a rhythmic pattern. A lion poses ferociously A tiger follows his suit Bursts of colors Vibrantly lit, Flashing magnificently And then, darkness. Blinding darkness. Eerie silence. Suddenly, a loud roar Reaches the crowd Sequins shine through, like diamonds Lantern lights up in hues of orange and red An elephant saunters by And a scream revives the place Followed by a deafening crowd Twirls by dazzling women Walking on air, Jumps all around. World A beautiful, beautiful place.
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Mar 3, 2013
Mar 3, 2013 at 9:25 AM UTC
Circus
I see you I see others I see everyone And, I see you again Time after time, I ponder What lures you apart? Is there something? Is there anything? But time after time I conclude That cloning has surely begun. I deduce That no man is diverse No woman either No children, no parents. We’re all similar We’re all striving to be identical Indifferent to the essentials of our soul Indifferent to the necessities of our individuality We endeavor to be parallel, analogous To be the flock To be the herd To be the pack
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Mar 3, 2013
Mar 3, 2013 at 2:50 AM UTC
Clones.
Red drops. Tiny. Brutal. Morbid. Dripping Slowly Steadily. My nails claw on your chest. Long gashes Red drops. Trickling In the midst of this sadistic frenzy I smile. At your painful moans At your begging pleas At your dying whispers. Every emotion sensitized And every sound heightened Till it was saved in my membrane In my mind forever. 'Cuz no pain of yours was bigger than mine. The drops, once had been gushing from my body the pleading moans, had once been my beg for refuge. And your manic laugh, as an answer to my begs, is still etched on my mind. Your sadistic hands clawing at my body drawing blood drawing pain drawing sanity still there in my mind. Thriving, on this pain that I bring you. No second chances, since I didn't even get my first. No mercy, since I died too.
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Feb 27, 2013
Feb 27, 2013 at 5:46 AM UTC
Tick tock.
I sit down, Painting faces Painting farces Playing pretend. Filling up the void With blue sunlight And green moonlight I stand up Yet again, fantasizing Visualizing, romanticizing Inch by inch I depart this world Bidding farewell to all Resurrecting in a new dawn In new hope In new life Where all tunes are sung According to my accord Where all light shines bright With my bulb Things fall into place But alas, never stay put They fall out again And I find myself Naked. I find myself Plunged into the darkest of nights Crawling my way to another dawn Another life Another fantasy.
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Jan 28, 2013
Jan 28, 2013 at 1:09 PM UTC
Always a new dawn.