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 Jun 2015 Crushing Love
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A hero wears a cape
To hide the scars and hand marks in his nape
Keeps them hidden so he can fly and escape
Ugh ******* responsibilities eat up my writing time. I just feel like crawling in a cave and forget what I need to ******* do. I am seriously annoyed this past couple of days because of the pressure of doing what I should. ***** that
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When the Beauty I See
In the Land and the Sea
Even the Flowers to be
But not like She

When the Love I See
Within the Flower and Bee
Even in my Heart to be
But not like She

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@Musfiq us shaleheen
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Once you uttered
And do not be reversed
It remains either in the air or in the disc

Just as

Once the heart when I gave you
The freedom went to exile
Birds are caught in the cage

And the words within the words are lost
As like as your mystic form,
Vanished slowly on the horizon

Some songs roll over your mind
Some words are as deep marker
Still exist, after the departure of

Just as

Even after the train going away
You're standing at the station
But the mind does not want to return

What is the fault
Lost in the wind of memory
Seeking the truth beyond the existence

Was written in order to leave
Ah! What a difficult moment!

Life is the game of light and shadow
Stay away from the dark for some time
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@ Musfiq us shaleheen
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All had been removed
one by one
Take all!
But do not take away this little light
Open the window
Let the wind come

I will not protest any day
will not say against you
Even when I got empty I do not want to
Those yellow crops,
Fertile barren fields
all yours

Do not want to
Never ask you for anything expensive

But in return
I want to see those yellow marigolds,
The silver moonlit of the lonely moon
And a newly bloomed red rose,
The aroma of gardenia in the air
For my awaiting beloved,
So Let the wind come

I'll give you more!
The Hidden gold pitcher of my grandma,
The Saved Silver coin of my ancestor,
Gold, precious locket,
Antics-
The Diamond Crown
– All -

But want to return
My beloved's smile which has taken from
The golden shining day where I had left her
The very Sweet Southern wind where my Spring plays
My lost grasshopper

Lost love Song
My mother's simple smile,
The paper boats of my springtime,
My grandma's fairytale
And a piece of open sky where I take a little breath

Where my kites of dreams fly
Dances with Seven colors of love
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@Musfiq us shaleheen
you can be some random person
and say something to make me feel bad

it wont matter to me

you can be my best friend
and say something to make me feel bad

and it would hurt me to the point i cry and give up

because you are someone i look up to
a person i care about
when your world means everything
why
you pull me in to your lap and kiss me
latter that day you ask me out

i wait and think but never answer

time goes on and you give me a computer
but we went down stairs you set the computer down
you pulled me close and kissed me
and it changed my world

weeks went by

one day after school we hang out
i sat in your lap as you play minecraft
and in between games we kissed many of times

the next morning i asked you out
but you needed time

a week later

at are choirs concert you gave me your phone and told me to read

what i saw killed me
you asked out my best friend/sister

i cried and cried even cried myself to sleep

it blow over but i never really did heal

you told me that those kisses meant nothing and it crushed me

you then asked out another girl

and it hurt me once more

i grow feeling for someone who hurts me over and over again

but how?
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You have made my moments long
I hunched
And it has turned as the round
Though yet no end but there was a start bound

Clouds pouring rain
Continue moving in vain
Waves of the moment dropping
Away, thousand miles away the wind blowing

These words are echoed a long
Sometimes the scene looks like a sad song
Say insane, thee mind that
Throwing words to another like a tat

Colliding, thunder sparking too many
See you in a Second as the Sunny
Again in a moment disappear, alone
Spend time in the light and dark tone

And then words do not burst
Too much hunger, ******
Not even raining no more
Poetry does not come anymore

Far away,
at an unknown lazy noon
Can recognize a broken part
of crystal moon
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in high school
i would have never guessed i would have 2 best friends

you could have told me
but i would would have looked at you and said
you must be crazy and lieing

im glad i was never told because it came so much sweeter the way it did
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