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Born Apr 2015
here your lives at risk
they call you a gold digger
but the bruising winds knows better
bitter cold nights knows better
but what do they know?

Hell always upon us
when will we be spared!
always pondering on the same questions
that brings endless tears and memories
but what do they know?

still doing your best working this **** pole
at dusk we enjoyed blankets
and uncertain meal we never had
but what do they know?

It didn't matter if you ever fell in love with the moon
safe heaven was all you cared about
so you clouded the light that  illuminates you
and buried the once beautiful tales
but what do they know?

today I wrote you the stories of dusk
don't be quick to judge
but read and listen  
**and you will know
Born Apr 2015
tall with amazing muscles
a weird beard
and rocking Elvis costume
"there I was"

Sassy and notorious looks
wore parachute pants
with a small v-neck top
wow make up and bangles
"there she was"

we partied
and danced none stop
on Jackson's thriller

Son! follow my steps keenly
learn from my mistakes
....before your mother
love troubled my heart
Born Apr 2015
I only dreamt
but for a while

*I had hopes
for a better tomorrow

for you






for me






for us





I was young and still falling in love
I was young and still learning how to fly
I was young and still discovering nature and the wilds

I am still
young
and that
I fear most
dedicated to the 147garrisa students in kenya who were attacked and killed by terrorists
  Apr 2015 Born
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People click it with friends and family,
You alone are enough for your pictures,
Nobody else poses so beautifully,
All are so very gorgeous your snaps.
A poem for a cute photo of hers.

:-)

My HP Poem #832
©Atul Kaushal
Born Apr 2015
echoes of the days long gone
reminiscing, reminiscing
memories is all you have
before memories is all I had

at 7 I was just a young toddler who enjoyed climbing trees and taking risks

at 15 the world felt more real ,my innocence taken,now am more cautious

at 20 I enjoy studying and hopes to be a doctor are still fresh
but am forced into love, just blinked and am a wife and a mother

here I am crying ,trying to stitch up this broken heart at 27.
Love is not bad but falling in love is horrible,a thought I pondered upon

here i am
Just turned 80
seen enough evil and nasty
experienced love and wonders of this planet
years are lessons
that I tell you
Born Apr 2015
Loool,***
Haha haha
I can't breath
what a joke

write me a whaaaat?
you must be insane

I wrote you a freaking journal
how you reaped my heart and jumped on it
c'mon babes you forgot that already

okey let's try this again
remember the pressure you gave me
the dramas
seeing you was traumatising
loving you was, is and will always be
the hardest thing I've ever done

so yeah
I wrote you a poem
just one poem
but I couldn't finish it
the pen rebelled
the ink stopped flowing
my hands trembled
and my heart pounded fiercely
the words were too heavy
so they remain stuck on my throat
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