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mudassirpz
mudassirpz
25/M
Our love was an open secret, I thought But you had nothing for me, did you not? Here I was thinking, we were meant to be Eternal, forever – same difference. I looked at you with rockets of desire, You looked at me with deafening silence. Your thought, a few years ago or some more, Brimmed my mind with memories bittersweet. Then you drained my heart out, fully empty No drop of love, no sign of life – dead beat. Not even when you came to say your goodbyes, Did I feel so horrible, so much pain. But, you stayed left, and I’ve been living dead My love or your goodbye, which was in vain? We’re an Oxymoron, in the same vein You’re just the “Oxy” and I’m what remains.
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Jan 13, 2019
Jan 13, 2019 at 3:27 PM UTC
Our love - an Oxymoron
I collect emotions, like stamps No one I can show them to Some hurt, some chafe But I keep them all very safe All that my mind sees All that my body experiences Remain trapped in a cyst Almost as big as my fist I am a bottle – I think. Can't say "I feel" that way Because, I'm not sure I can do that anymore. My lid sealed tight Filled from the inside Forever brimming Yet, never spilling Happiness seems extinct Desolation in every precinct Of mind and heart Both equally torn apart
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Oct 24, 2017
Oct 24, 2017 at 3:18 PM UTC
The Bottle
If these walls could talk They’ll tell you of the pain How every night tears Bleed down my face like rain This burden of hurt Is too hard to hide If I don’t find you I will soon die inside I have been waiting Been waiting for so long When will you be coming Finally to where you belong The day light fades and The night conquers the skies And under the starry night I await the sun to arise It’s just that you’re not here Someday you’ll surely be We’ll be so close and so near There’ll be just you and me All of this waiting has caused me pain and strife But I know, true love comes once in a life I’ll wait for you For now and forever I will always wait for you
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Oct 7, 2017
Oct 7, 2017 at 12:42 PM UTC
True Love
And so she stood there waiting by the shore Her feet settled into the warm white sand The sun set her winsome beauty on fire For hours, until it couldn’t anymore Dismal sky, beset by clouds, turned blue For they took no notice of her at all Those greyed with benevolence did cry Not every passing ones, just a few Nothing weighed down her heart Years of waiting, drawn-out as the horizon Instilled hope that brimmed the sea Eyes affixed, her hands held an apple **** At night, the cold moon would not pry When she looked out from her window, Who she longs for so much nor Did the stars cared to ask her why A promise brought her this endless chore Which she took on unwavering For she lived countless eternities and With love, she will live countless more Weary feet drowned into the white sand, She stands there waiting by the shore To wake the sun up for another day With His favorite **** in her hand
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Sep 14, 2017
Sep 14, 2017 at 3:42 PM UTC
And so she stood there, waiting...
I wonder if you remember that moment When you walked past me, inobservant My captivated eyes followed your walk And I wished I would get a chance to talk A chance to dance instead, I got As you stood there lonesome in your prom dress He lost you, going for a well-off girl I finally found you, my precious pearl We talked and waltzed all evening and night; You dazzled like sunshine in new moon’s light That’s when I learnt how foolish he was To have parted with you and your love, alas! I think and rethink of it every morning And I often find myself beaming Nothing much to hide, nothing much to say Just a reminder of your flawless beauty for the day
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Sep 14, 2017
Sep 14, 2017 at 9:41 AM UTC
A reminder
If not for the feelings, just for the fun Stay with me for another day and I’ll pin the sun in the sky If not as a guest, just as a prisoner Let me into your heart and I’ll serve a sentence for life If not for yourself, just for the heck Make a wish, no matter what and I’ll trade it with my soul for you If not for real, just for pretend Say I’m the one for you and I’ll dwell in that alternate reality If not for a lifetime, just for a day Love me like there’s no tomorrow and I’ll happily die in your arms tonight
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Sep 14, 2017
Sep 14, 2017 at 9:09 AM UTC
If not for a lifetime
Would you believe rather if you see it? Concealed in darkness, oft needing sleuth; Sought by all, used by none, hard to admit, As warm as the rising sun - the bold truth. Would you believe rather if you see it? Causing your breath, making you whole In line with your mind, with your body, knit; Yet, its cradle unknown – the conscious soul. Would you believe rather if you see it? Transient in the living, under and above; Nobody too worthy, nobody unfit For its myriad cures - the unselfish love. And will you believe it only if you see, The clandestine evil inside you and me?
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Aug 31, 2017
Aug 31, 2017 at 12:04 PM UTC
Would you believe it?
God is neither an 'it', nor a 'who' At odds with religions and people too. Is, was and will always be – they say Kneeling, prostrating, devoted, they pray. God isn’t a deity, an idol or divine Nor dwells in temples or craves for a shrine Oft summoned over rebuttals, belike; By mono, poly and atheism alike. God is the perpetual rain that can fall Over the cold and unkind hearts of us all. Soaking them in hope and flooding them with light, Kindling the love and rinsing the spite. God is the credo people should be told, To be gentle with young, polite with old, Kind to parents, loving to wife, To be loyal to friends and call it a life. Mortal is a universal axiom, hitherto. God is a paradox, just waiting to be true.
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Aug 30, 2017
Aug 30, 2017 at 4:50 PM UTC
God
There is this girl that I love so much - Sculpted by the angels on their hallow day. Whenever she didn’t croon, she would just sway; She was a wonder in herself, as such. She walked up to me, I was very anxious. My heart pounded, like it would Break and dash out of my chest if it could. Thoughts were vague, random and various. Every inch she closed in, seemed like a mile; Spellbound, I looked at this lady; She Stared off into space, her first time, maybe. Couldn’t jump the gun, but it had been a while. Before I said anything, she stood on her toes, Laid on my fool heart’s grave, a pink rose. Kissed on my cheek, whispered goodbye - Nonchalantly caressed my love to die.
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Aug 27, 2017
Aug 27, 2017 at 10:30 PM UTC
On her toes