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Iris Oct 2015
For some reason, the wind today feels unpleasantly cold.
Perhaps it is the by-product of my imagination but then again,
Perhaps the elements are trying to send me a message.  

With the chilling winds piercing through my bones,
I can’t stop the aching from my old wounds.
1.1k · Oct 2015
Desert Suicide
Iris Oct 2015
In the desert in which we burn
At the point where we could not return
That is where I will stand to pray
For a chance to live another day

As the dust swirls in the sky
We had no choice but to say goodbye
For as the sun fades beyond the dune
Darkness descends along with the rhythm of the moon

With a body shattered down to the very last bone
We knew we would never find your way home
Lost without hope, damaged beyond repair
The last of our light fades into despair

With darkness approach we bid farewell
Back to being locked away in our own prisons in which we dwell
So long my friend, for you I cry
But it was you that left me [here] to die
Iris Nov 2015
Lovers are like autumn leaves.
When two falls together,
There is no way of telling when or where they'll land.

External factors can influence them:
The wind, the rain and snow.
But they will also influence each other.

As they fall, they dance together,
Some stages, melodic and smooth,
But some fast paced and passionate.

However, despite the journey,
Sometimes in the end,
All that matters is where they land.
730 · Oct 2015
Uncertainty
Iris Oct 2015
Forever, has been a word that I have not yet dared to utter
For there is far too much meaning and certainty in it's nature,
One that I cannot ensure is true; presumably no one really can.
-I dare not to speak of things that I cannot keep
Promising, love of all eternity, whilst tomorrow could even be unpredictable -

My dear do not mistake my heart for an unstable flag
Flaring by the slightest wind
No, that is not of my nature
If it is commitment and dedication that you ask
Then seek no further,
For you have already found the purest of all elements.

My fear is that the flames of my passion
Over shines any that you could ever spark of.
Diamond's sparkle could never be seen in the darkness,
And that is why my dear, you will have learn to light torches.
If not, then it will never see the light of day,
Idling amongst rocks covered in dirt and dust.

As one of my most favourite lines portray,
"My love, feeds on your love, beloved".
However I do understand the current position.
And so let us feed
On each other's light
To seek
A brighter tomorrow.

Words that I speak
Cannot possibly be more sincere.
But now I guess we shall have to see,
Whether or not you are the same.
489 · Oct 2015
Drifting Away
Iris Oct 2015
Our time together is slowly,
Becoming more and more like a dream.
Turning into something vague and intangible
Its nature makes me wonder if it was ever real.

I’m forgetting so much of what I wish to remember.
Your face, your touch, your presence.
I want to embrace it all, to never forget;
But it’s becoming a task too difficult,
*I know now that it will never last.
415 · Aug 2015
Snowflakes
Iris Aug 2015
I'm catching the flu again.
I'm losing my only friend.
I've missed my last chance.
I've killed all my plants.

Losing the tract of time
Losing a piece of mind
Where is it that I can find
A place where I can rewind
Back to when I can defined
The true meaning of love?

Losing my grip on sanity
Losing my vision unnaturally
I no longer have the capacity
To stop this tragedy
I'm catching snowflakes again.
364 · Aug 2015
Memories
Iris Aug 2015
For all the words unspoken
For all the hearts shattered and broken
It will never heal.

For all the happiness that it has brought
For all the memories that we have forgot
It will never be real.

When things finally becomes clear
Hopefully before I disappear
Into the darkness.

What will this transcend?
What will this mend?
Will we ever know.
351 · Aug 2015
Loss
Iris Aug 2015
It hurts when something good ends, but it hurts even more if you cling to something that was never there.
301 · Aug 2015
Reality
Iris Aug 2015
Some things are just beyond my capacity
Like being kicked, in the stomach by reality
I’m beaten up by its brutality
Having to change my mentality
Only to brace myself for the worst.
So when I fall, face first, I can at least be familiar with the pain already.

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