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 Jan 2021 Meera
B E Cults
 Jan 2021 Meera
B E Cults
I could survive the winter in your eyes.

I see what I want.
 Jan 2021 Meera
Eshwara Prasad
Within my mind, all the climate calamities encountered outside are simulated. I'm compelled to bear both.
I miss you
Not your body but your friendship
Not your kisses but your laughter
Not your touch but your kindness
I miss you
missing someone makes my heart ache
 Jan 2021 Meera
what could be
 Jan 2021 Meera
i hear the murmurs inside my head
if my heart only knew the truth -
the real truth
not the whispered lies it believes

i close my eyes and imagine
imagine what could be
if i am only given a chance -
a chance to fly -
a chance to breathe -
a chance to build a bridge to my dreams
 Jan 2021 Meera
 Jan 2021 Meera
im scared.
im gonna wake up one day and roll over
expecting to see your face
but it all be a dream

the fear of losing you is suffocating
its like I'm locked in the box
and the only way to get out is you
but if you aren't real what do i do

i sink


that's all i can do.
 Jan 2021 Meera
A Howell
to say the least
i’m a little confused
why i gave you

all of my nickels,

all of my dimes,

and every last penny,

but in return i get
nothing but a neon

because like your heart
this machine is out of order
 Jan 2021 Meera
Chani Goldstein
Although I have
Nothing to say
I still want
To sit quietly
By your side
And take in
Our love
 Jan 2021 Meera
i love you
 Jan 2021 Meera
They’d waited too long to say

“I love you”.

3 words. 3 syllables.

Yet they held millions of emotions unspoken.

and now that they’d done it, they wouldn’t,
couldn’t, stop

they told each other all the time. In the end of the argument and before the good news.

In the middle of the storm, even though it was hard to see, and after, when the raging winds had settled on a breeze

before the rising sun turned the sky pretty colors and after it flickered out and faded away into the dark

Underneath the stars that their love had been etched into

There was no love until death for them. Because it would never stop. Their love was beyond. It rose above any border that would dare to try and stop it. There was no finish line

because they were each other’s end game.  
 Jan 2021 Meera
dearest devil
 Jan 2021 Meera
God said that I was his favorite,
but the Devil leaned and whispered:
"I used to be his favorite too."
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