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missy-wong
missy-wong
I ask myself how can I control my rich emotions, / And how can I channel the sensitive emotions of mine to something, / Like controlling the ferocious sea water that stirring in my consciousness, / The star whispers : Poem, Write Poem. / / Here I am. Journey to be the water bender.
The furthest distance in the world Is not between life and death But when I stand in front of you Yet you don’t know that I love you The furthest distance in the world Is not when i stand in font of you Yet you can’t see my love But when undoubtedly knowing the love from both Yet cannot Be together The furthest distance in the world Is not being apart while being in love But when plainly can not resist the yearning Yet pretending You have never been in my heart The furthest distance in the world Is not But using one’s indifferent heart To dig an uncrossable river For the one who loves you by Rabindranath Tagore (7 May 1861 – 7 August 1941)
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Feb 21, 2015
Feb 21, 2015 at 12:02 AM UTC
The Furthest Distance in the World
This stranger Was introduced by my cousin While we were talking His eyes were distracted His mind was wandering His eyes were looking at my cousin even for just few seconds I knew they were mutually attracted to one another I knew my sixth sense was growing I couldn't be wrong Besides, I have the experience 12 days ago How can I forget that kind of look? Only lovers know
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Feb 20, 2015
Feb 20, 2015 at 10:34 AM UTC
Sixth Sense
Today is eleven days since we last met Twenty and one days to go still My wound for you isn't ready to heal How would I summon the courage to **** To **** the burning flame between us To pretend nothing has ever happen To avoid the beating heart that crying for every inch of you To avoid the hungry eyes searching for the missing piece To give up on the very first touch in our souls I can't do it I want you I need you I love you Still Counting days for the wound to heal I have no idea when it will completely heal 21 days to see you brings me fear Fear of deepening the wound Fear of falling in love Fear of the unknown
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Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 1:28 PM UTC
Counting Days
It started with your glittering eyes that tell no lies I asked myself "why why why.." every single day and night Each morning with the thought of your eyes I walk like I fly My mind fills with the moments of our "hi & bye" Locking eyes, sensing height Nobody can lie Cause Eyes don't lie Cause Eyes don't lie.
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Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 12:55 PM UTC
Eyes don't lie