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 Oct 2015 Zeenat
Sarah Oh
She's looking for a place to start
Everything feels so different now
Since the day he's broken her heart
For her heart ached in her eyes, she could not disavow
 Oct 2015 Zeenat
Sarah Oh
Her emotions run dry
She's out of tears to cry
The sky looks grey
As if it's got something to say

She longs for his love
Consumed by desire and lust
Even when ashes turn to dust
He's the only thing she thinks of
 Oct 2015 Zeenat
stuck
Would I
still be
a poet
if none
of my
works
are read?
are my works being read or are they being placed like dust specks in little corners of untrodded
 Oct 2015 Zeenat
Shylah S
I found a little ray of sunlight
that was here the entire time.

It was shining right in front of me
and now I can call it mine.

It makes me wonder
how I hadn't noticed it before.

Maybe it was hiding--
it probably was.

But guess what?
I found it.
I found her.
It took a while, but now
we have all the time
in the entire ******* world.

A little ray of light.
My little ray of sunshine.
 Oct 2015 Zeenat
Shylah S
One day
 Oct 2015 Zeenat
Shylah S
One day

I'll see your face
touch your lips
hear you speak

and we'll sit there happy and in love
you'll tell me all the ***** things you believe in

kind of seems like a dream right now

One day
You wonder why I dwell in the dark,
You wonder why I never call back,
You wonder why I be a lost sane,
I wonder if I’ll ever see you again,

Evading the city flare,
Evading to the mellow lair,
Evading the caramelised routine,
Evading a contagious whine,

A thing of pity, years and hence,
A sweet  obsession, that only commence,
You wonder if I have lost every sense,
I wonder if I ever made any sense,

You wonder why I invest so much,
You wonder why I run on loss,
You wonder what became of us,
I wonder if it's fantasy or lust,

Come! Come! Sure let's reshape our maps,
What has been and maybe perhaps,
Swoosh! Whoosh! Be undone and done!
How awfully convenient, is it not, hon?!

Exuberant creatures they flatter me often,
Those lofty lot, enticing I find none,
Sure I shall allow an unbiased  trial!
Sheath the heart, her eyes a biased thrill!

Never mention my poached heart,
And we'll get along just fine, love,
And be forever entwined,
In that same old fairytale, concubine!

You wonder why I am a repugnant aristocrat,
You wonder why I am a narcissist in grave dearth,
You wonder why I am a deception to change,
I wonder how passionately I was never your gain...

Of course I am not an island of my own,
Of course I am but a mere fraction of the whole,
Oh! Tempting balms! they embrace me so,
Quite the way you wrapped me Cozy, long ago,

You wonder why I am stuck in a rut,
You wonder why I choose not to be smart,
You wonder why I wait without disgust,
I wonder where my rescue boat is lost….

You wonder why I let the years fly by,
You wonder why I live in the bygone and deny,
You wonder why I never forget your voice,
You wonder why I keep every memory alive,

I wonder if I'll ever see you again,
I wonder if it will all be the same.....
 Oct 2015 Zeenat
Just Melz
Motivated
 Oct 2015 Zeenat
Just Melz
Music* is
my motivation
for life.

Life is
my motivation
for poetry.

Poetry is
my motivation
for love.
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