We are indefinitely saying good bye
With words of I love you and tears of I miss you
I thought love can conquer all.
May 9, 2017
May 9, 2017 at 9:48 AM UTC
I met her at the edge of my day one
She is a combination of a flower and a pearl
An ubiquitous rose every fourteenth of February
And a gem enthralling everyone’s attention
At least that’s what I thought
Her once luminous radiance is now covered with grime
Slowly. . . trying to shine for others but still losing the light
she became a reflection of sunshine in eyes full of fears
A drop of her tears could drown you in a whirlwind of sorrow
I told her she’s as bright as the sun in summer
She said, only if winter can stay with summer
I said, stopped with the nonsense in your head
She responded, How can I when I’m dead as the
Memories of Titanic’s fame?
She was once a combination of a flower and a pearl.
Now, a wilt rose left dancing on a spider’s web
A pearl buried in treasure box dealing with
Life’s conundrum of grief and warmth
Of death and birth.
Mar 22, 2017
Mar 22, 2017 at 5:02 AM UTC
I crave for you
When its one in the morning
All I hear is the kinesis of
My heart, thumping heavier
Than the screams of
Our Forbidden Love
Mar 20, 2017
Mar 20, 2017 at 2:54 AM UTC
I know its a cliche to say how time flies when I'm with you
But I'll say it anyway
Two hours and thirty minutes
isn't enough talking with you
I know its a cliche to say I only see you
but I'll say it anyway
Men may try to flirt me but I'll say
No all the way
I know its a cliche to say your voice sounds like music to my ear
but I'll say it anyway
I can listen to you all day- no,
make it all night
and I swear, your laugh is the sweetest thing in the world
I know its cliche to say my heart skips a beat when I see you
But I'll say it any way
Why do you think I sleep so late honey?
I know its a cliche to say I'm having butterflies in my stomach
but I'll say it anyway
You flatter me like I'm Angelina Jolie
Or Megan Fox
As funny as it sounds, trust me when I say
I believe you
I know its a cliche to say only fools rush in
But I'll say it anyway
I think I like you Mister.
Feb 19, 2017
Feb 19, 2017 at 10:21 AM UTC
He came like the rain.
And I’ve always been fascinated with rains.
At first he was a dew, he smelled good and it felt good.
Then without knowing he became drizzle and I enjoyed him. Sometimes He makes me feel light, sometimes he makes me greedy.
Every drop of this precious drizzle
makes my heart yearn for more, pound for more.
And to my request, He became the rain.
There was no restriction now.
No limit, just pure fun.
I love the rain. But he was not the rain.
He was him.A body with soul.
He made me laugh and hope.
He made me naked grow weary
More of him and I drowned.
I thought I was in love with the drops of his kisses
I thought I was in love with the floods of his affection
The comfort he brings
when I’m on the edge of the sweltering heat of depression.
I thought I was in it for the rain.
I was delusional.
I was conquered by my loneliness,
my impiousness
and suddenly
You became a storm.
Feb 3, 2017
Feb 3, 2017 at 12:40 PM UTC
there is a universe inside your chest
infinitely expanding
though infinitesimally slow
at times
boundaries stretch, breathe
though confusing at times
destruction feeds growth,
dichotomous paradox forms whole,
stars implode, give way to supernovas,
give way to planets filled with lava and snow
there, inside, a universe
constantly churning,
the incessant spin of all burning
that births light and shadow
here I stand on the precipice.
here, in an amorphous dusk and dawn,
unclear if day or night
is about to kiss the horizon
unsure if I should call to moon or sun
or neither,
or you.
here in limbo, arching my spine to
sneak under the guardrail of loving
here, instinctually shoving myself
into bottlenecks and genie lamps
oh, how my gypsy soul wants to run,
yet feels so enchanted it stays, here
on the precipice,
itching to gain entrance
into the universe brimming
inside of you
there
there, inside your chest
there I said it. and I'll say it again,
and I'll say it even louder:
I confess! I'm enchanted!
I'm enamored, enthralled, enraptured,
I want my heart
to know your heart,
I want to dive chest-first into your outer space galaxy nest
an astronaut without a helmet,
I want to explore, awestruck
never trying to label, box, or understand - simply experience
your universe
there, I finally said it
I'm finally starting
to write the poems I'm afraid of,
the ones I don't want to say out loud
I'm starting to write out shadows and solar flares and floods,
starting to let my heart bleed out of my pen, cause
what the hell am I hiding from?
what are we all so scared of?
we were ****** into this strange world
blind and wet,
groping in the darkness for heaven
meant to rip ourselves open again, again
meant to feel with the depth and tempest of oceans
meant to risk and be fools and fall to meet rose-hued ends
I just want to make love with the light
of a thousand candles, a million stars, and the moon turned on
and panting
silver dripping from her tongue,
dizzy with the heat of solar undulations,
stripping down to the heart of the matter
down to the simple truth of it all:
I was born to feel,
and my god, you...
you make me feel universes
you make me feel thunder and lightning and bedroom churches and power surges
you make me feel sunrise stillness
and it makes me fall silent.
so here I am, writing the poems I'm afraid of
and sending them out, messages
in bottles, adrift
in the endless oceans of your universe
Aug 11, 2016
Aug 11, 2016 at 6:11 PM UTC
You either feel
like you're going to die
or
you feel like
you're already dead.
Aug 17, 2015
Aug 17, 2015 at 11:51 AM UTC
because i believed you
because i never realized how brown your eyes really were until i had the courage to stare
because you told me you were happier this way
because i don't feel suicidal when i'm with you
because you wanted me to meet your mother
because you never ask me what's wrong
because you don't care about anything
because i wanted to know what would happen
because i was too scared to ask
because **** you for leaving the first time
because i love you for coming back
because you only ever touch me when you're drunk
because his lips didn't feel like yours
because he made me laugh but not the way you could
because of 3 am nights with you are all i want to remember
because 3 am nights without you sit in the middle of my chest like a boulder
because my father warned me
because i can't do it anymore
because i can't do it anymore
Aug 17, 2015
Aug 17, 2015 at 11:50 AM UTC
Why smile
When pain is all you feel
Why cry
when there is no one to care
Why live
When there is no hope
Aug 17, 2015
Aug 17, 2015 at 11:50 AM UTC
I saw him when I was fifteen
He was beautiful in his arduous garb, sweeping every girls feet to their seat
Thrusting even to the bottomless pit of rivalry and race
Like an eagle soaring high and high
Flattering eyes gazes on his way
But he fixes his to mine, penetrating all the way to my spine
I’m in owe-always – to his stunning existence
But so is the creation’s sense
Victory is his, oh how I wish that’s what was always meant
When the wind starts to change its course
How unfortunate for the dry ground’s fate
To lose in battle when the war hasn’t even began
Now my love cries out from pain
Like a mother who lost her babe, a groom who’s left in the altar by his bride
Tears running on his rosy cheek
Oh nation! Hear the moans of your dying land
Look at him! Once was exalted, now the object of mockery
Beaten, crushed, destroyed, abandoned and unloved
Wailing like a child, pleading for a cause
Love me again like you did before, oh just love me again…
Rain, my pain’s best countenance
Quakes are the throbbing of my depths
Precious one, how long will you ignore the weeping of your ardent lover?
To be in my arms yet yearning for Martian’s touch
Beautiful memories wilting slowly in my mind
With the broken pieces of my heart in hand
Look at me my bride, not with disdain but with adoration
For I might leave you sooner than the rising of the sun
Kiss me with your passionate affection before I perish
Possess me once more! Let your warmth embrace my suffering and misery
Hugged me to your breast until I renew my strength
Once more, come and be mine until I give my last breath
Apr 30, 2015
Apr 30, 2015 at 2:45 PM UTC