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 Jun 2020 Sreeyaa
Ariana Bagley
I love him
I tell myself
I know that
We will be together forever
I don’t believe that
We could be separated
My thoughts tell me that
He’s the love of my life
Sometimes my heart lies and says
I could live an eternity
Without him
Like my friends say
“We’re perfect for each other”
And you can’t tell me
He’s not the one.

Now read from bottom to top.
 Jun 2020 Sreeyaa
Nandini yadav
ऐ दिल,न बैठ यूँ हार कर

उठ,संभाल ख़ुद को और

फ़िर किसी से मुलाक़ात कर

ऐ दिल तू फ़िर से प्यार कर।

        माना कि तुझे ग़म है उसके जाने का

        मग़र उसका तो इरादा ही था तुझे रुलाने का

       उसके दिए दर्द से न ख़ुद को यूँ परेशां कर

       ऐ दिल न बैठ यूँ हार कर,तू फ़िर से प्यार कर।

बिखर चुका है तू इस बात का एहसास है मुझे

उसकी यादों में तड़पता देखा है तुझे

उसकी यादों से अब तू ख़ुद को आज़ाद कर

ऐ दिल न बैठ यूँ हार कर,तू फिर से प्यार कर।

       उदास न हो,तू अकेला नहीं है

       हज़ारों दिल हर रोज़,टूटते हैं यंहा

       टूटे दिल के टुकड़ों को समेट और

       फ़िर एक नयी शुरुआत कर

       ऐ दिल न बैठ यूँ हार कर,तू फ़िर से प्यार कर।
  
हक़ न दे किसी को,जो तुझे रुला सके अब

अपनी खुशियों की शुरुआत तू ख़ुद से कर

तू ख़ुद पर रख यकीं और न अब किसी पर ऐतबार कर

ऐ दिल न बैठ यूँ हार कर,तू फ़िर से प्यार कर

ऐ दिल न बैठ यूँ हार कर,तू फ़िर से प्यार कर।।
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 Jun 2020 Sreeyaa
arsonpoet
Her words danced like wine on my lips,
poetry in my soul and
ecstasy in my heart.
 Jun 2020 Sreeyaa
Chris
Sinking
 Jun 2020 Sreeyaa
Chris
I'm sinking farther into the sea
Air cut off, unable to breathe

But it's not all too bad
The water's warm
and the fish look nice

It's a shame I can only see this
By myself
at the end.
Enjoy
Sometimes I wonder
if noise had a colour
then what shade
would silence be
 Jun 2020 Sreeyaa
Bogdan Dragos
"It's not that it was the worst
but it was very bad," the old
man said.
"I wasn't hanging but the noose
was so thick around my frail neck.
I was nine. And the
forest was
dark.
Night.
And holding me, they made my
old man dig a deep hole.
He did as they said
to buy my freedom.
They untied me then and
put the rope around my old man's
arms and legs
and threw him in the hole
and covered him up with dirt.
They didn't make me watch.
But I did.
I wanted to photograph their
faces with my eyes
to burn their smirks under my eyelids.
Well, the saddest thing about it all is
that they died, all of them were
caught and condemned to death
before I was old enough or strong
enough to hunt down and
**** them myself.
The greatest regret of my life.
The world, you see, has no true justice
It never had.
You see, young man, that's why I
can never be a child of God.
He wants us all to forgive.
I can't.
Don't want.
Will not.
Ever.
So instead of going to church
I pass out in bars like this one
It's been my favorite lately
And you're my only friend, young man.
You're the only one weird enough to
listen to this old, demented fool's stories."

"I'll always listen,"
I said.
"Here, how about another drink?"

"Another drink, sure. Thanks.
But I'm afraid you won't be
listening to these stories for long.
I'm going away, young man."

"Where?"

"Well, to court first
and then
definitely
to jail."

"To jail at your age?
What did you do?"

The old man smiled a toothless
smile. "Old as I am, I used to have
front teeth, you know? Well, the
reason I no longer have them...
I bit a child's ear off.
It was his face.
It reminded me of them. Belonged to the
same race. So I figured... you know,
maybe he was one of their descendants.
It was the least I could do. All
I could do...
I told you I'm crazy. I told
everyone."

"Yep, but I'm listening. I'm a
writer..."

"Really?"

"No, but I try to be. Want to."

"Heh, guess we're both crazy
after all. Cheers."
 May 2020 Sreeyaa
Erika
he said he couldn’t breathe,
so they took his last breath
I’m so sick of feeling like it’s never going to stop. It needs to stop. It’s exhausting to know that everyday social injustice keeps happening and now that something is being done about it, everyone is ******. When I can raise my sons and daughters and not fear for their life. Only then, will I be satisfied.
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