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Me
Did I love me ?
I longed for me ‘
Within strangers
Who weaved in hate  ‘
did I love me ‘
Wrath me
When all I had was me
Neglect me
Burden me
At the end it’s me
Someday ‘ she’ll kiss the sun ☀️
And bath in rays
It’s warmth will sooth her
It’s light will cleanse her ‘
For yesterday’s lament
Is now a rotten regret

Someday she’ll be the star
That burns with grace
Her grief now a memory
To buried for remorse
For today’s joy
Is now a whispering sonnet
However, she peels and squalls all that she feared' to reveal the hope that lies within those wounds. For her love is the only incise to those wounds, a scratch no longer forgiving.
Wake me not !
Drawn lies inside a dream of chaos.
With it, I am imprisoned
with deception,
barren with mistakes,
this fog of rage is resentful.

I am sour,
my mind is a *****,
my lips a cape.
Is this affliction!
Splurging with depictions.
Foreshadowing defeat.
I am neither deemed nor trimmed ,
i am just girl with a scar, a
we my conviction
her
The river of her soul,
the smoothness of it,
  its calmness
as it drifts,
  like a river of her soul
, it soothes one
, it drowns one,
cleansing one
  
deep within
  you will find love
him
a story of two lovers
enthralled by lust
and enamored by passion
his presence gave light
that fused her eyes
like the dawn
, igniting her craving
‘ erupting with passion
He
locked my demons to keep you safe ‘
I nurtured your deceit ‘
Brought light into your noise ‘
Your weary, my drought
Satisfied with this denial ‘
Yet . I longed for you ,
Me and the stars above .
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