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 Jan 2022 Hooria Iftikhar
heyo
If you’re the one that’s so concerned about the world ending
Why are you trying so hard to bring it to it’s knees?
Chicanery, mendacity, an enigmatic virtue
It's in my nature, azure allure like verdure
Pseudo-sagacity, arid and automatic
Sybaritic audacity, be pragmatic
Gimme some clemency, I blame the sediment
It's evident there's something in the medicine not heaven-sent
I'm not eloquent, verbal carcinogenic
Contours contort and distort like hallucinogenic
 Jan 2022 Hooria Iftikhar
Loser
Things wont be the same after this.
I know that they weren't for me.

It takes time for these things to heal,
and it leaves a nasty scar.

But it's a scar you wear with your family,
It's a scar that keeps you strong.

Know that the sadness is okay,
know that I am never far.
This one is for you. I hope you are doing okay... I really, really hope that you are holding on.
Hoping she’s sleeping
Not creeping about  
And in silence I’m keeping with
Demons of doubt
They keep nagging
And bragging
I told you so
Knowing
Before she invaded my heart
Overflowing
In storms of her turbulent
Surge volatility
Scourge of the underworld
Urging virility
Silly me thinking
She loses control
Just misplaces her mind
And embraces the cold
it is patently obvious that the HP site's server
isn't functioning
well
as the 502 Bad Gateway notification
does regularly
tell

the webmaster hasn't yet repaired
the faulty connection at his
end
and in not doing so he's losing many
a poetry writing
friend  

with the ongoing problem
being left
unresolved
how can his ill attention to the matter
ever be
absolved

sooner rather than later the poets
will desert the
place
for they'll grow tired of the message
constantly hitting them in the
face
 Jan 2022 Hooria Iftikhar
noor
it was a disaster from the start
but we concealed our banter
and tried to heal our hurt souls with each other
but we should have known
that two broken beings
could never in the end
win with both our demons defeated
only one of us won
while the other was weakened
 Jan 2022 Hooria Iftikhar
noor
roses
 Jan 2022 Hooria Iftikhar
noor
i smelled your rose
and thought of you

you smelled my rose
and thought of her

i grabbed your rose
grasping onto the thorns
not caring the blood that flowed

you held my rose
and dropped it
as soon as the prickly thorn
poked your soft skin

you dropped it
and grasped hers instead
</3
 Jan 2022 Hooria Iftikhar
noor
sadness begins to feel
comforting
when happiness begins to feel
unreal
does happiness even exist
 Jan 2022 Hooria Iftikhar
noor
i was
falling in love
but love is blind
and blurs our vision
because eventually we all
fall off the high clouds that love brings us to
and we are always left with scars
that will bleed
until someone else
decides to bandage me up
and bring me back
to those
high, high clouds.
 Jan 2022 Hooria Iftikhar
noor
1/10
 Jan 2022 Hooria Iftikhar
noor
“How much do you love me, 1/10?”

1/10? My love cannot be scaled, measured, or counted.
For it is endless, lasting longer than this dying planet
My love is like the continuous flow of the ocean
My love is like a refreshing glass of water.
My love is spilling through the rims of the cup, overflowing everything around it.
My love is so big, so real, so pure.
My love is 1/infinity. Limitless.
When i say i love you, i mean it.
I mean it more than from just my heart,
I mean it as our souls intertwine.
For we are soulmates, and forever we will be.
My love is never ending, so you’re stuck with me.
i write about love although im not even near being in love
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