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I was craving it
And so were you
Two lonely souls
On the corner of fifth and avenue
He was gone
And so was she
But we made due
With a substitute
Just one night
We got our fill
You pulled me close
I felt your moan
My hands, your thighs
Your fingers, my spine
Morning came
And so did you
I stumbled home
And no one ever knew
Humming calm
In deafening crisp stillness.
Lily flowers opening
In hazey enriching heat.
Little forests of tangled bounce
Trickling along the glossy wet;
Dripping bubbles of purest charm,
Rippled waves of scarlet blossoms.
Smooth gliding falls
Singing whispers ecstasy.

Shallow breezes departing
Amidst dissolving grace.
Changing face
To fly.
#calm #summer #meditation #nature
Maybe I have known myself for too long
That I have found every faults to correct in me
And makes it hard to believe
The appreciation worth saying
Or the criticism worth telling
All somehow odd to imagine
But how do they see me
And how I see mine
When I look at the mirror and smile?
When I try to look at my best
When I forced
And have felt
When I fake, blink and see
When I speak, how can they find beauty in me?
you walk with such grace
you walk in fast pace
i could still see your face
but your feet bring you away

unsurprisingly, you are unreachable
in no doubt
you closed the doors
you know how to stop them
you never want to get disturbed

i know
i see
you only guard yourself

but how can i pour myself
when the cup is sealed,
when every book is closed,
when every eye is shut,
when every smile is stopped?

i could only see you from afar
walking still fast
with a book in your hand
still walking in such grace

i tried to map your destination
yet you choose to be far
you choose to go away
for you are still
unsurprisingly unreachable
i do not even know your place

in silence, i am smiling
and my silent cries pressed against the walls
i stopped them to reach you
because i think
you also do not need to know my place.
i made this poem for the person who is impossible to be mine
Sad, I'm sad
But glad
To be bad
To be tones of anger
Thrown in your face
I don’t know what’s scarier
the fact that all choices are already made
the universe has a set path
and free will is nothing
Or
all choices are mine to make
and the impacts
are all my fault
Sabi'y h'wag sumamba sa mga rebulto,
Pagka’t kailanman ‘di 'to naging totoo
At usap-usapan lamang ang mga milagro
Sumamba pa rin sila sapagka’t napupuno nang grasya dito.

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