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Jīn Sīyǎ Mar 14
Red hues and golden lights,
light up on the buildings at night,
like fireflies of varying sizes.
Weaving through the air,
their reflections and the ripples,
feels a dance to a symphony.
A wonder to the eyes,
of people buzzing in and out,
ready to bet fragments of themselves,
in a place where fortunes flicker like fleeting stars.

Yet to me, they blur,
I feel a hollow glow,
And I close my eyes.

And there you are-
with little brown eyes,
soft and glowing with kindness,
your heavenly smile,
a sunrise breaking through the gray,
Memories of gentle whispers,
melting the weight away like summer breeze,
and a river of your laughter,
sweep all of the shadows to a distance.

My mind becomes a sky,
and for a while, in the vastness,
stars bloom and the heart twinkles.
  Mar 14 Jīn Sīyǎ
Thirty Nine
You
I'm thinking of you
And all the things we didn't do

I'm thinking of you
And all the things we could've done

I'm thinking of you
And all the things we wont be able to do
  Mar 11 Jīn Sīyǎ
Lalit Kumar
I lost someone who still breathes,
But the heart that once knew them is hollow,
A ghost in a space where dreams should be,
Stuck between what was and what could follow.

A version of me never came to be,
A story left half-written,
In the silence of what was never said,
A love that was forbidden.

How do you grieve when the ending's unclear?
When they’re still here, but gone all the same,
When your soul is waiting, but they disappear,
Leaving only ashes and a forgotten name.

I stand in ruins of what almost was,
A place of longing, without a sound,
And though I pretend I’ve moved on,
I’m still here, waiting to be found.
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