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He was always too good to me,
I never understood
why he let me take all,
that I possibly could.
so in my sleep and when I wake,
my heavy heart still tends to ache.
For him and me and all I feel,
for worlds we contrived,
convinced they were real .
Now in sorrow and insight,
sickness and pain,
sleep or insomnia,
with guilt and with shame:
I admit to defeat and begin my descent,
both feet in the air and face on cement,
All the damage is done now- how I'm alone but I'm free-
how no one compares,
He was too good to me.
Dancing in the moonlights shadows
A beaming light, O so narrow

Following the glimpse of light
Hearing laughter of the utmost delight

A glance through the little door
Two  youngins lying on the floor

Chatting about the brightest things
On I go as midnight rings

Now excited about what tomorrow brings

Time to step out of my dark room
Now I dance in the light of the moon
Feeling strong for a bright future.
 May 2020 Harshit Nangia
Lupus-
I wish it were all a dream
A fantasy inside my head
So that everything isn't what it seems
For everything to come to an end

This is too much to take
Let it all be fake
There isn't much left to break
But I'm tired of the burn and ache

I can't anymore
I'm not as strong as I was before
It hurts me down to the core
What is there left to fight for

I wish this wasn't real
I'm not enjoying what I feel
It's impossible for me to heal
With the pain I have to face and deal

I see it all deteriorate
The world fills with more hate
Now it's all too late
To be able to change fate

But I wish it were all a dream
A fantasy inside my head
So that everything isn't what it seems
For everything to come to an end
You just wish it wasn't true, it is all unbelievable to have to go through all this suffering. You wish things could heal overnight, but it doesn't seem to work that way. This pain is all to real.
Death knocking on the door,
No need to pour any more,
I've had enough drink of life.
Let the bar shut to close,
There is no remorse,
We had a fun night.
Some random thoughts
The fear of losing you is much awful than fear of not finding me.
But the worth of finding me is much precious than holding on to you.
Midnight thought
 May 2020 Harshit Nangia
LEE
Without tears I weep
And no cries I sob
The traumas cut deep
It comes with the job
 May 2020 Harshit Nangia
Noor
I can make you the happiest you’ve ever been
And the happiest you’ll ever be
A lantern to light your darkest days
If you give me a chance, I will love you endlessly

I can give you the moon, the stars, and the sea
To the heavens, I’ll gift you the key
But I know, even if I gave you everything,
I can never make you love me.
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