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plainjetplane
plainjetplane
27/F black ink on a dark page
I catch a glimpse of 2021 from this neighbourhood sometimes looking exactly the same but now it’s just mom dad and I. I used to have so much to explore the mansion of ambassadors spending bucks at the convenient store and our never ending lore. You would’ve loved my balcony and my big yellow chair I re-tell the same story to different friends to equate the feeling of having you there my sister, you were sometimes the only family I had our last trip, at the hawker stall we said “I think you and I are soulmates” Even after two years I still want to tell you from the ire of going to work to the man who ended my life for a while we’d tell each other just give me a break and i miss you when are you gonna visit ear twist, arm squish, car parked in front of my porch I used to only have you but felt like I had more than what I have now you’re the love turned into a loss and your spot still remains untouched.
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Jul 13, 2024
Jul 13, 2024 at 8:02 AM UTC
Attic Bedroom with Balcony
Tuhan, bawalah dia pergi dari fikiranku sembuhkan luka di hati ini rawati tapak yang pernah dia singgah.
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Apr 24, 2022
Apr 24, 2022 at 12:42 AM UTC
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If this has to end where do I go back to is it the same space without your abstract presence or to my childhood bedroom the place of just myself and the question "where exactly is my home"
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Dec 27, 2021
Dec 27, 2021 at 10:33 PM UTC
If this has to end
wish I was healed before I professed my love to you.
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Sep 10, 2021
Sep 10, 2021 at 8:07 AM UTC
Untitled
You see, on days you can't find reasons anymore feelings are all mixed up - is this anger or sadness? your head is 'bout to burst wanna talk about it but soon you'll regret to talk means to create another perspective another creation is already too much so you check the date - ah ok it's getting near, let's not talk about it in a few days, it will all be invalid but feelings where do they really go are there really places for them to settle or just like that they vanish and come again slightly different, unexpected reasons yet still the same torment.
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Mar 14, 2021
Mar 14, 2021 at 6:53 AM UTC
feeling. noun. adjective
Today i wrote a letter to my first love i grew up with him in my mind i figured out dreams with him in my heart i loved with him in every line i read But today i wrote a letter to my first love not with him as the antecedence not with him actuating the things i said not with him as the reason i wrote it Finally, i wrote a letter to my first love for myself who needs to escape this artificial happiness for myself who deserves more than just the what ifs for myself whose love has its own fate and so after all these years, I wrote a farewell letter to my first love.
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Feb 17, 2021
Feb 17, 2021 at 1:55 PM UTC
a farewell to my first love
at this very moment i've accepted love can beautify so many pains invalidating feelings shredding in silence of my being it isn't always the romance on different pages yet the denial i've finally learnt heartbreaks can also come from parents.
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Oct 6, 2020
Oct 6, 2020 at 10:29 AM UTC
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merah jambu bukan lagi warnaku meski masih ada putih hitam juga yang aku pilih 7 tahun telah aku rasakan mati cukup tiga, mungkin jiwaku tiada lagi baki sering ku ingin pulang bertinta di atas muka surat yang sama tiap kali itu juga lemas aku berperang tenat kepalaku melawan apa yang di minda rapat aku tutup mata yang segar mendambakan saat ia terbuka sepi di dalam penuh di luar melakar noktah di sudut sengsara kerana begitu aku rindu waktu diriku dihiasai merah jambu.
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May 3, 2020
May 3, 2020 at 2:31 PM UTC
Merah Kelabu
this is such a weird feeling. i saw my whole *** at a glimpse but i don't know if my soul is in its place i feel so distant like waiting for something to come is it okay to just wait? or move before it's too late? the two rocks crushing my head restraining hard from a habit. do all these only happen to me? is there a cure for it? i'm still waiting for the day every place i step   feels like home again.
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Apr 11, 2020
Apr 11, 2020 at 4:17 AM UTC
dead spring
somebody stop me from growing up i still have lots of questions in mind the time is going by so fast yet my curiosity is still finding what's right till soon when I reach 25 it will only leave me with a childish sign
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Feb 14, 2020
Feb 14, 2020 at 7:34 AM UTC
i don't want to grow up