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I wish i could tell you
Youre beautiful beyond reason
Like a priceless exquisite gem
You shine brighter than any sun or moon
I see you and i forget to blink
You hypnotise me without even realising it
Seems like i'll never be able to get enough of you
I can easily spend a lifetime just watching you
Your beauty captivates me so
Like a magnet it pulls me closer to you
But im afraid if i'll ever get too near
My dark shadow will drive away your  radiance
I dont want to spoil your lustre
I dont want my darkness to swallow your vibrance
I wish i could touch you
Feel you once
But my place is behind the walls
And from the holes carved upon it
Is all i'll ever see you from
I just want to see you flourish
Thrive vigorously and keep on sparkling
I may not be able to talk to you in this life
But atleast theres something for me everyday to write about
I know you are with me always
Like the stars and the moon above
I can see you everyday
Smile at you
Wave at you
But I cannot touch you
I cannot breathe you
I cannot hope to hear your laughter
Or laugh with you at all
The distance is too much for me
I can travel to the ends of this earth to seek you
But you're lightyears away
And I've tried a thousand different ways to get to you
But none of them left me at my destination
And I came back without my hand clasped with yours
Without your jacket propped upon my shoulders
Without your smile that kept me warm
Just cold air making me shiver all over
And making me wonder
Will I only be able to watch you from afar
Will I only be able to touch you in my dreams every night
Will I ever hear your voice again
Or do I have to wait for the time
I close my eyes
And fall into the arms of sleep for life
I'm in love with this boy
Who drinks so much at times
That he fails to recognize me
And pushes me away
Like the cold beer bottle
He just emptied
Before falling on the floor
And closing his eyes for the day
I'm in love with this boy
Who takes days to reply to my messages
But texts me whenever he is bored
He knows that I'll leave everything at once
Just to talk to him whenever he wishes to
He tastes like tobacco and kamikaze shots
Doesn't cares if I wear a **** brown shade
Or an oxblood red
It doesn't makes any difference in the dark
When my mouth he explores
like it's a diamond mine
But his hunger for me subsides
As soon as the sun rises up
I want him to ask me out
for coffee and movie dates
But he only wants to meet me
In hotel rooms and nearby bed and breakfasts
Where he can love me I guess
But I only hear him saying
Are you ready for round two
Sometimes I ask him
How often do you think about me
Do you see us together in future too
To which he tilts his head
And scratches the nape of his neck
Then says
Some questions are better left unanswered
Cause future is uncertain you know
And at that moment
I struggle to hold back my tears
And attempt to smile a bit
I don't know why I love this boy
But I do
And I hate myself for it
I remember the first day, you came into my life…
It changed me, but at that time I didn’t know…
I remember the first day, I realized I could love you…
We strayed from that party… alone, If only for a moment…

As the years passed, you were always there and I was always here…
Until finally, the stars aligned…
The moon whispered into my heart,
It is time!
Through nervous exchanges, I carved time into my life for you…
I needed you to know just what you were to me…

I remember our first fight…
I told you I loved you, to which you’d reply
“You can’t possibly know that yet… I need to go, bye.”
I remember my first loss of words…
I struggled to explain how this simply wasn’t too soon…
You see, I had searched for you for a thousand, thousand years…
It took the stars to align to bring us together, and I refuse to not give in…

As we grew closer with every kiss, every touch, every breath…
I gave to you a piece of my heart, sliver by sliver until in your hand…
Every part…
I knew this was were I was meant to be…
Sadly this is where the story takes a dark turn…
Within you a darkness, slowly grew…
I did my best to keep the monsters away…
But as the darkness grew, you lost track of my light…
You told me us, simply didn’t feel right…

I remember the first time I lost you…
And as you left,
I remembered that slivered heart in your hand…
As you tell me, “I want you to move on…”
“I want you to be happy…”
I struggle to explain, I simply can’t…
You see, to be happy you need your heart.
But, I gave it to you...
Every fiber of my being cries,

Give it back!

Give it back!

… please.

The problem is…
I don’t know how to get it back,
And you don’t know how to give it back…

The problem is…
I don’t know if I want it back…
In your hand I crafted it whole…
How could it ever be returned that way?
We're almost touching.
we were walking side by side,
you're talking about cabs in your hometown.
I can feel the gravity of your hand, calling my fingers
whispering "it's alright."

We're touching but not quite.
you held my shoulder to protect me from the passing cars.
and for the first time in a long while, I felt so fragile.
In this world where I find it hard even to breathe,
you believed me.

I almost said it.
All I need is one ounce of strength to tell you every single thing that I have ever felt about you.

I want to find home in your collarbones.
Would you be kind enough to let a stranger in?
I want to seep in your being because I'm cold.
The world is harsh and my cracks are aching.

Almost.
Please don't ever become a stranger,
whose laugh I can recognize anywhere.

What right do I have to hurt?
Must I lock up my feelings and abstain
What right do I have to say out loud
That I'm in so much P A I N

When a breakup happens, what do you do?
You jump on to the latest gossip
Who dumped who, and who shed tears and cried
And you choose a side along with that too

One side receives pity and comfort
Support for what their going through
The other is hated by all who hear the story
But little do they know the complete truth

Snickers, insults and glares line the halls
its like everybody is watching you
You haven't seen the person in weeks
But still they are all especially rude

Once you make a choice to leave
You no longer get to play the "victim"
A villain who shattered another heart  
Is not allowed to feel afflicted

What right do I have to feel upset
As the other hates me, rightfully so
What right do I have to cry myself to sleep
As my friends watch as if this is a game show

What right do I have to want to forget
To not want to hear of that person
Nobody will believe or hear the reasons
They won't look beyond the surface

But I'm not entitled to that right
The right to speak these feelings aloud
So I'll plaster on this cheerful smile
Let's just hope I don't breakdown.
What right do I have?
when i was younger
someone once told me
that when you have a dream
about someone
that it means they were thinking
about you
before they went to bed

i know that can’t possibly be true
but i’m still going to think of you
every night before i fall asleep
in hope that one day you’ll have a dream
and it will be about me
and you’ll know i was thinking
about you
A cat has nine lives is something we all know,
but the number of lives a reader lives increases each time they curl up with a book and a cappuccino.

From containing the recipe to feeding your stomach with drink or grain
to containing wonders to feed your brain,
to telling you how to drive a train,
or teaching you how to avoid strain,
a book is a well of knowledge which from many things you gain.

So the next time you dream of having the wonders of the world unfurled,
you can do do it with your eyes wide open, sitting on your armchair - with a book in hand - legs curled.
I love reading, and I hope I have successfully transferred this onto the page!
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