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  Mar 2020 SoVi
japheth
i think
the city at night,
the views
from all the balconies
i’ve stayed and
stared at aimlessly,
knows me
more than
anything
and anyone
in this world.
  Mar 2020 SoVi
Marsha Singh
I've had to struggle
for every good thing.
You came easy.
SoVi Mar 2020
Heartbeats that sing
Songs of admiration
Eyes that wander
Up and down your face

For once I wish
This wasn't a mistake

I take a breath of air
Let it exhale outwards
My hands begin to shake
Twisting my hair into knots

I want to say words
But they do not escape

Palms are sweating
As I recount
The many things
That I love about you.



© Sofia Villagrana 2020
Inspired by the song Boy by Instupendo.
SoVi Mar 2020
Faded like a photograph
Don't want you looking at me.

I don't want to die young
Ignore my pleading
Repeat it enough times
Maybe death will pass me.

Stretched thin like nylon
Something that you see as pretty.

No blanket of security
A fog that fills my vision.
Disappear into obscurity
Waiting for recognition.

Rubbed raw by a cat's claw
Watch me as I keep bleeding.

Want someone to rely on
But you keep on evading.
Stare at me, but looked beyond
Feel myself degrading.

Pulled apart like red yarn
Fragments of me missing.

Reached out to caress you
But saw your body was gone,
Tired of this pursuit
Decided to withdraw.

Feelings like a jigsaw
Don't know if I can keep going.



© Sofia Villagrana 2020
Since a lot of you liked 'Nylon' enjoy this Reprise!
  Mar 2020 SoVi
TheConcretePoet
all that
i want is
peace
of mind

the storms
to stop,
the black skies
to turn
into
sunshine.

i wish
that my life
was full of
sunflowers

sunflowers
would chase
away the
feeling of
ominous
storms and
showers.

peace of mind
is all
that i crave....

maybe,
sigh...

maybe
someday.
my 4 year old grandson that we care for everyday is my sunflower.
his papa means everything to him. 💕
  Mar 2020 SoVi
love
I have been sleeping for so long,
But my eyes are still weary,
Collecting dust and the ruins.

Memories,
Flutter with their reminisce.
The sweet taste,
Butter in my dried days.

I am sleeping,
But I am tired ever since.
It's not the day you left,
The day I forgot my existence.


Holding on to a spoonful of hope,
Sip and sip,
It's empty and no more.
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