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Nabs Jan 2016
I know how to love so deep
with someone that you
know, in your very heart,
will never be with you
in the way that you yearn

I know how to love so long
that being loved back
does not matter anymore
because it's better to not be loved back
than have them say no to you

I know how to lie about that love
to pretend it isn't there until
one day it turned into another kind of love
the one you know you can cling to
because it's whats acceptable
because it mean I'm back behind the line

I know that the more you love someone
the more you know that being
reciprocated isn't the important thing
it's the fact that you can be beside them
and watch them smile, cry, and be human
it's the fact that even if you cannot hold
their hand that way, you know
that they trusted you
that they have your back

I know how a heartbreak feels like
how it would be so quiet and unnoticeable
to anyone, If you don't admit
you have one in the first place

I know that to admit,
whether being in love or in pain,
was the first step of letting go
maybe that is why I kept denying

I know how love feels like
before I know what the word means
before I realize that it is why I see you
in bright light, or why i always try to impress you
before I realize I was so deep in love

I didn't fall in love with you, I never did
Loving you was like me being in my skin
It is as easy as breathing and me afraid of the future
the day I realize that fact was not a revelation
it was an admission of a secret
that I meant to keep to my self

I know how to love you for so long
that loving someone other than you
had me crying and calling and laughing
because it feels like a relieve
it feels like a little white lie i can take comfort in

I know how to stop denying and hoping
and just love you and love you
and it's easier than anything I've ever done
because I have never learn how not to accept you

In the long run, love does not make you feel
breathless, it does not make your heart pump fast
love makes you see them in all their glory and flaws
and makes you think that you can't live
with out them being a part in your life

I know how to love
I know how to be in love
I know how to be heartbroken
I know how to love and love and love,
again and again

I know and I know and I know

and I understand now

That the most truest way I can say that I love you
is me saying goodbye to my love for you
On heartbreak and how it still made me feel the same. On saying goodbye and on my first love.
Nabs Jan 2016
Some times,
in this cage i called my mind,
i found my self staring at the horizon, reminiscing memories.

Some times,
i found my self wondering about what if's
and that just made the ache in my heart stronger, made the cage seem much closer.

Missing something that could be, like a phantom limb.

Maybe we're all happy in another universe.

And maybe,
Just maybe we're all free to be true to ourselves.
Old piece.
Nabs Jan 2016
Here be the solace
for the lost
for the forgotten
for the wanderers
for the starving hearts
hungry for words
to feed the aching soul
This is a poem for a poetry grup my friends and I made, called Heart Poverty.
Nabs Jan 2016
Your judgement
is your mirror.
how often do
people forget that.

Throwing sentence,
after sentence
deciding guilty
with out hearing
their pleas

Your judgment
is your constriction

You thought you're
the jailor?
when you're really
the prisoner

Stuck in a prison
with cells full of distiction
Right or wrong
ignoring shades of grey

you're sentencing your self

We often forget,
there is a price
to be paid,
in judging another
That is putting
your self up
for others judgement.
About judging and the price,
After all judge do get paid.
Nabs Jan 2016
there's a man
throwing pennies
up up in the air
heads or tail, yes or no

copper distraught
met silver uncertainty
wondering when will
gold find their way

metal in our blood
trouble magnet they say
isn't that what we're built for?

crystal clear, we'll never be
too muddled with impurities
but that's okay,
good samaritans are dead anyway
Nabs Jan 2016
By nabs

I think maybe
you're over reacting
a lil bit

Too much electron,
not enough protons
You need to stabilize

Playing overlord
is so fun when
Everyone pretend
not to see
that power
can be mercury to
someone's mind

There's no nuclear
in your veins
I assure you
I'm already a radioactive zone

no matter
how many radium
goodbye's you spew,
you can't convince me
to give you my francium

Oh, really
don't try to
blow it up
you really don't
got the talents for that

Just stop trying to be
what you're not
meant to be
Only carbons can
be diamonds
When chemistry just stump your mind,
and i wanted to do everything and fails this is what i said to my self.
Nabs Jan 2016
Cobwebs and dews
The creak of the white fences
Of ruins long forgotten
Of places names unknown

This is the road for the wanderers
For the wanderers to be lost
For the lost to be forgotten
For the forgotten to be unknown

To pick up this dream means to forfeit
But never fear
Monsters are long gone from here
In this ruins of unmarked

The road is long
Twist and turns, may it bound your bones
Creaks run rampant, wild wild things
To rest means to drown

A man will ask,
For your most important woes
The price of the answer
Will lead you through

Do not fear, this ancient times will unwound
Pebbles made from time
A maiden left untouched
To tempt those whose uncouth

Justice, in this domain
Is straight as the lining,
Between the sky and the earth
And it will never be bent
For it is silver and they stay through

Thunders rumbling,
Will be your company
For the wind,
They'll be your enemy

Red poppies,
Grow as every step you took
Wishing you luck
For those who sleep in this road
will never wake up

Do be weary,
For sure the road will let you astray
Cause taking straight lines
Will lead you to not be found

This will be an asylum
For those who embraces
Let joy overwhelm
To let euphoria posses

There is a price
For utter abandonment
Balance needed to be strike
Their names will never appear in reality

But do not fret,
Crystal and porcelain epiphanies
Littered this road,
Glimmering ephemerally

One of them,
Will lead you to the end of the road
For that is the only way to go back
Trying to make something that isn't a love poem
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