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When your voice
Escaped the clutches of the night
I held on tight
In vain

Your eyes that hid under the curls
They've become traces of you

To a girl I once knew
You're only a memory away
I couldn't walk
Another step today
So I wrote this
Line by line
It gave me the strength
That I once lacked
It made me feel like
I had a voice

This mind
This body
This soul
And ah...
I forget that there's a heart
I lay here
Staring at the stars
As I wave goodbye

Since you left me here
Wondering why

Somewhere in your soul
I saw where the ocean
Reflects the sky

As well as the beauty
Of the earth
In your eyes

But I don’t
Have to lay here
Wondering why

I can just enjoy
The comets
Passing by

I’d like to believe
I’ve seen the world
At its best

In the flickers
Of love
Despite
The distress
Found this in a collection of notes.
Your first taste
made the aftertaste
bittersweet.
On your hands,
the gleam of a silver tray.
On your lips,
red thread,
tied to my lips.
Promises exchanged in dark corners,
your shadow consoling mine.
Grey fields bloomed in colors bold.
In time, the thread grew taut,
cut by the blade in your hand.
A love once cherished,
now perished in fading colors.
Only a lingering taste remains.
Bittersweet.
Let’s mould the perfect picture—
make the pieces fit.

SNAP—
it clicks in place.
Hand in hand,
these pieces don’t budge.

We find new wedges,
fresh segments,
attach new memories.
Keep building—

until the juice
isn’t worth the squeeze.

You and I—
dead, forgotten,
living only
in the memory
of what we built—

the perfect life.
Tears, they tell
only a fraction
of the heart's pain-
even words
are so futile
they fail:
hardly do
they say well

hence:
tears-
they stay alone:
broken
forlorn
within themselves
with their hidden
and unspeakable tale
They wear a mask
because their own selves
they fail to trust
☔️

Don’t forget me all at once
Let me slip away in pieces.

Lose my voice today,
Tomorrow, my laughter,
Then that flicker in my eyes.

Let my words fade like old songs,
Let my kindness dissolve in silence.

I want to fall from your memory
Like raindrops
Dripping from a soaked branch
Not like a lifeless corpse.

☔️
Some departures deserve the courtesy of slowness. Not everything should vanish with a bang, some goodbyes ache sweeter in fragments.
Joy is but so fast
Pain is but so very slow
Yet I cling to slow
When I asked the moon,
“Why are you always compared with beauty?”
Maybe it's because
I am the ugliest.

When I asked the rose,
“Why are you the first gift in love?”
Maybe it's because
I meant to end it.
Even they lied
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