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 Jun 2020 Ale
aspen wilde
too busy feeling sorry for myself
to listen to them,
my pain hurts others in unforgivable ways,
when can I stop fighting this battle?
coz that's when I can stop fighting them

their trust and love
I don't deserve.
this battle isn't theirs,
its mine

I need to do what's right,
one touch and it's all gone.
then I can stop hiding,
stop fighting
against them.
breathe one last breath
they'll cry for a day,
but realise its all for the best

things will be easier
for them, not just me.
the war I'm fighting- over
I admit defeat

i'm sorry

like sorry can cut it
 Jun 2020 Ale
aspen wilde
breathe
  let the wind take over
  feel the cool waves lap your skin
  taste the bitter salt
  and smell the rushing gusts that sing

breathe
  you are not alone
  embrace the storm
  feel it caress your face
  the touch electric as the lightning streaks

breathe
  you can do it
  the storm is by your side

breathe
  because you can
 Jun 2020 Ale
jordan
indistinct ripples of memory
dance across your eyes
your name is known but vanished
like the time since i saw you last
like it was a different life
it seems so long ago
how has it been
twenty years

my friend
their name is that word
on the tip of your tongue
that you just can't quite say
I saw you today
for the first time in an age.
Troubles drifted off with the long summer breeze
and swept your hair from your understanding eyes.

I heard you today
and all the bells and birds
rose in symphony at your laugh
as the sun envied the brightness of your smile.
 Jun 2020 Ale
Lala
Human interaction
 Jun 2020 Ale
Lala
Sit alone,
Stand alone.
Talk to someone
In the mirror
The devil I see
No, that is me.
It cracks and breaks
Because of my face.
the reflection,
Too overwhelming to take.


Eat alone,
Sleep alone.
Crowd isolated,
Own my own.
On the bed,
Roll to my left
Vacant, vacant,
No one is there.


Walk alone,
Fight alone.
Talk, and talk,
Don't say enough.
Hush, and hush,
You say too much.
In a fist
Hands shall be,
On your face
It will stick.


Live alone,
Be alone.
Laughing, laughing,
It's not mine.
Crying, crying,
Those are mine.
I'm alone,
All alone.
Human interaction is all I need.
 Jun 2020 Ale
Urooba
One thing, I like the most;
Of pain, It doesn't step back;
Of the obligations out of lack
And even never let you lost.


The condiment of the pain:
It just Burns-in your vein;
Never quenched but remain,
Like a flame of the chain.


It didactics integrity:
Of the virtual connection in the middle-
Of pair of insanity, who never fiddle,
With each other the game of animosity.


Composed by Urooba Fatima.
This poem is about the relationship between human and pain.
 Jun 2020 Ale
Chris
Like the Wind
 Jun 2020 Ale
Chris
When one falls
When one loses it all

Would you catch them..?
Yes..?

To help them soar?

Or to lift them high..
And throw them back down?

Life is so fast
I swear to God time blows away in the wind..
Its just so quick..

Sometimes it is the light
Even on the stillest nights..

Its there..
Then its gone..

If I only..
Could move so quickly..

That might be my home..
Rushing away..

Morning comes..
Never even knocks on the door..

Please..
Tell me there is more..

When I care..
It is a risk I bear..
Heart bare is the only way I get there..

What goes up..
It just far to often falls back down..

I feel like I live in the sky..
I feel free..

Forever me..

If only..
I could be Like the Wind..

Then I would truly be free..
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