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 Apr 2020 Harshitha Girish
Quill
I want to scream.

I want to pull my hair
And slam my head into the wall
And bite my lip off
And scream

But I'll cry
I'll cry so silently you wont be able to hear
Not unless you pay attention
Not unless you read between the lines
Not unless you feel the pain in every word I say or type

I want to scream
So I'll cry instead
i wrote this when i was in a dark place mentally.. id like to think im better now <3
Touch her chine
Feel the cracks
And the curls

Breathe her in
The scented earthy smell

She’ll tell you stories
Trap you in worlds
With her words

With time
Her pricy smooth exterior 
Will be fissured aged leather
But loving attention
Gives her lines to smile
And she’ll never lose
Her enticing allure

She’ll leave you
Feeling that you’ve
Finished with her
But you’ll be left lonely
In your own head
Yenning for her 
To weave you
More wonders
She’s temptress
She’s liar
She’s wisdom
She’s universe
She’s limitation
She’s an opinion
Or a truth

She is a book ❤️

#book #love #library #study #read #poem #poet #hellopoetry #love #coffee
Dad, I know you would not want me to say..
but I miss you every single day.

You were my hero from an early age
my guardian, my teacher, my wisely sage.

You and Mum raised us all with such love.
Handling us all with kitten gloves.

Your knowledge and experiences you would freely impart.
You really were oh so smart.

There was nothing you wouldn't do
To keep your Family close to you.
An arm to hold us, stop us falling down.
An ear to listen when no one else was around.

You were strength
You were smart
You were fun
You were loyal
You were our rock

We won't forget you Dad, you'll never leave our hearts.

Love you **
It would have been my Dads birthday on Sunday, two days after my Daughters, four days after my Grandaughters.

He would have been 84.

My Dads been gone for two years now but I miss him every day.

Since last November ive written and self published three children's books and it is my only regret that my Dad didn't get to see this I know he would have been so proud.

I will be visiting a local place very dear to us on Sunday and raising a glass to my beloved Dad.

Thank you for listening **
 Apr 2020 Harshitha Girish
Andrew
It’s a crazy world but
Somebody has to live in it.
You are my moon , that makes my love tides go higher

You are my sun, that blazesme to burn more fire

You are my joint , that keeps me high in low times

You are my fun , that keeps me away from being Antonio

You are my sea, that keeps refreshing the fishes

You are my oasis , that keeps me alive in this world desert

You are my antidote , that keeps me awake after Love bites

You are my aid , that keeps you at first place

You are my mug , that keeps my coffee at a place

You are my moon , that keeps the loves tides go higher !
she’s too strong,
she’s too much,
she’s too tough to love.

she’s too hard,
she’s too broken,
she’s not enough.

she’s imperfect,
she’s wild,
she’s lost in the wind.
she’s insane,
sending signs of chaos from within.
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hi.
 Apr 2020 Harshitha Girish
mq
ugly
 Apr 2020 Harshitha Girish
mq
an
ugly man
walks
up to me
and sits
right
beside me

"do you want a drink?" he asks.

"no," i reply.

we leave
the
conversation
like that,
but he stays there
next to me
-- until I leave.

ugly men
leave
no room
for
comfort
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