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Raha Apr 2020
Every morning that i wake up,
I feel this temptation to tell you that i love you
Eventhough i have said it a million times;
My love for you is constant and nonstop,
Like the way day changes to night every time;
And fresh,
Lie the blooms of spring;
I thought my feelings had limits
But you proved me wrong
For my love for you is growing every moment
Like an immortal child;
Even when we don't speak i hear your voice and touch your lips in my dreams
Afterall, you are a dream
If there is "i",
Then there is "love"
And there is "you"
I love you❤️
Raha Apr 2019
Let us put the seconds to sleep, for a timeless time
And sit together and whisper in eachother's ears, about the dreams we never saw
And drink tea and talk about our childish desires and oldish regrets
Let us put the seconds to sleep so that we would not hear the time passing
And so that our spirits could dance freely in the infinites of love and existence, with no fear
Let us put the seconds to sleep and then stay up forever
Hush! Don't wake them up
Raha Mar 2019
At the edge of the sky
Birds are flying high
The sun i burning on
All the clowds are gone
Shadows of trees and fading leaves
Bees carrying flowers' pollens like little thieves
Over the tranquil lake and the serpent roads
There are little butterflies and giant toads
Sound of the sea, sound of the wind
Feels like heaven, though I have sinned
Ashes to ashes, I rest my soul
The show is over, I've played my role
For the years will testify
But for now my child, I have to leave
Goodbye!
Raha Feb 2019
Find me in the plain
Or wondering in the jungle
Or dancing in the rain
Somewhere unknown
Where your feet touch the sand
And the wind might touch your hand
Maybe we'll meet there
Find me in the Neverland
Raha Feb 2019
I try to remain very attentive for every moment I spend with her
I want to blink each time she smiles and keep a photography of it in my mind
Will my fingers miss the touch of her hair when I'm gone?
Raha Feb 2019
Do we ever find another food
Do we ever find another hope
Do we ever find another way
To cope
With the need to prey
This is actually insipred by the poverty and cannibalism in Russia during WW2. Sorry
Raha Oct 2018
I wanna take my guitar
And write a song
About how everything is so bizarre
And how things went so wrong
And how you left me like the ashes of your cigar
And how I learnt to get along
But I ain't no rockstar
I don't even have a love story to write about
And I don't even have a guitar
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