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Gulishta May 2020
I wrote ...I erased...
I refined it....then wrote it again.

The words....of the memories....
Writing the soul....with different stories.

Calmed breathing...finally controlled...
Pulse under normal...then.... I let go.
Gulishta Apr 2020
In the little things
I learn to ignore
All the words kept inside
Can't hold them anymore.

An image starts to form
A scene full of life
The pain buried deep
At the back of my mind.

Every step further
I'm losing hold on real life
A world form with words
An escape ..from the madness insight.

I'm surrounded in chaos
Tangled in told lies
But the beautiful picture behold
The beauty of outside.

I asked to look
Been always ignored
Now hidden in a cloak
I ask no more.

Been told to give
Didn't mention the take
An empty shell left
the pearl on the neck.

Standing my ground
Losing everything on it's wake
The truth of the beauty
When ugly comes on surface.

The image tainted
A scene with another take
The eyes showing emotions
The heart left taped.

I asked to look
Been always ignored
Now I demand to be seen
And I ask no more.
Gulishta Apr 2020
As the doubt about
the worthiness
Of my own mind
starts to creep in
And I starts to
Judge my own blunt
Nature...
When the only thing
Holding me back
From shattering
Into tiny little pieces
Is the small voice
In the back of my mind
Sounding awful
Similar to the words
Already spoken...
And the direct connect
That voice have
From my faith
To my soul
Is the thing
That helps me
Keep Finding
Something within me
To love again.
Gulishta Apr 2020
On the sidewalk
As we bumped into each other
I saw a familiar face
In the face of a stranger.

The look of surprise
As we found a kindred spirit
A fleeting recognition left
Left me quiet reeling.

A face emerged
A face of my dreams
A trick of the light maybe
But the face I kept seeing.

A face with a secret smile
A face holding a joke inside
A face full of longing
A face as dear as mine.

But the time passed
Made a few mistakes
Then the face unveiled
A stranger... wearing the familiar face.

A face of a storm
A face I couldn't blame
A face filled with ugly
But ugly was on surface.

I stare for few minutes
In the hope of a recognition
I wanted to peel the mask
To see.. the face of my dreams again.

Instead I find
Few more of little surprise
The face I become afraid of
The face I no longer recognise.
Gulishta Apr 2020
Smooth lines
       Expressive eyes
             Innocent wide smile
An honest to god lie.

Fate intertwined
       Within a bracket hide
              Need something exceptional
A dread forming inside.

The want within reach
        Every sense override
               Worded desire hypnotise
Turned euphoric high.

Burned through the night
         Clothed in warm light
                 Pieces falls in places
Shines brighter than starlight.

Twinkling amidst the dark
         Showering in scattered fireflies
               Music in the visual serenity
And the promise to be mine.
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