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Mind Da Hed Apr 2019
Suddenly, you leave just like that
No patting to the heart
The art of straying away
play the peakest when you are unaware

The best part
Oh you are my best part
maybe from the start but I'm playing hard to realise
so I fight so bad to had you

You're being loved
in my imagination
You lit the poetic version of me
Oceans of being free
until you flee very far.

Those days are infatuation,
unabashed awakening of my courage
Yes, those petty things I call it courage
to message love that chirps when you say anything.
Funny enough,
just anything

And that's how the first day of not having you slashes pages of being strangers,
alienating more than I feel to myself and this world.

I will remember those flickering eyes
Your teasing smiles
aligned with tender awkwardness,
my personal poet between blinking eyes.

Good very bye

Suddenly, you leave just like that.
Like how the Prophet says
Your name same as the author
says that I have the broken wings.
Mind Da Hed Apr 2019
And I though it would be so easy breezy for me now to meet you
I would have hold tight to what the moment gives
and leave without a trace of love madness

You were here
exactly right here mirroring my eyeballs
and I think the ethereal of heartbroken died for a while
But it revives with misled mind of mind
Purify me and my wonderland imagination

Your distorted childhood, feminism freak, squeaked smirk
Political identity, freeform taste of melody, dictated-free charm
and yes
Your eyes that seem to flash atomic affection for seconds
Mind Da Hed Mar 2019
My eyes staying in your veil of poetic peace,
squeezing out fear and intimidating fact
that the void will be coined
by the other

The horizontal slides from its straight ruler
certificating broken sunlight against the blind bokeh,
swaying the Nos, I'll be going when my time can't hold the truth

Your identity softens my years of solitary
my fear trips over your sincerity,
but I know it's hard to gaze at the sea
when the wave crashes down on my knees

My last plea
is could you not stray away from me
I can do best by turning back against the sea
and be as the weak wind

So you can take the hold of the blow
So I was told that I was gone
Mind Da Hed Feb 2019
Dwelling in letters
somehow makes you suffer than looking at the Moon
and imagine whether
he will ever stare back
with just a preview of how love looks like

Smokes are smoldered from the grumpy pipe
sadden the health, the wealth of tears
and disappear
in the thick athletic  air


Slippery hope
some of yours lie alright in the future cloud
bounded by logics, flickered with his unfound
but the longest spacebar of hopeless hound is running right now

And you're the fool clown dancing alone in the circus

How do you save yourself from smearing into the blank found
heart breaks so fast
falls incredibly hard
Love tears you apart
At the very moment it didn't even start itself

And that's the preview of how the unlove looks like
Mind Da Hed Feb 2019
It can't be this intense from the start
when verbal romance can't be found
you and me just sit there, mute
and I recollect myself all the time, confused
the avalanche of hope
the dearest gleam of your frail whisper

I know this isn't right
but your charm comes up without warnings
or somehow I just wait to get mused by anything you do

not so long it would be a joke
that I'm swept away by my own imagination
hitting myself before fever of felling
self poetic, love comic
who you I don't really know
why you it doesn't show
please excuse my vulnerability
maybe I'm desperately in need of being a dear for someone
maybe it hurts me because I'm not that someone

in your fondest day dream

and I'm beaming myself right here
like black spots in the dark
Mind Da Hed Dec 2018
I saw nothing inside me.
Emptiness ever been so distant.
Siphon attention is not needed,
but needed.

Discourage is no joke.
the bespoke sincerity from the heart.
****** all the soul.
Regurgitate the whole lot of gut universe
into frail proxy.

And when fear is detonated all the time,
I can just rhyme what I remember from someone else's book.
It took over the nights.
All nights, in not very wise o'clock.

Fool crooner,
never get more mediocre than what it looks like.
Thee knows one have to try no matter what it takes.

but fear,
could you be more kind
and please find some way to become my friend

because I could only do so much.
Mind Da Hed Dec 2018
( )
(I) always bracket people.
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