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Every fallen tear
Was a silent scream
Some feelings
are just like echoes
-heard by nothing
but air
and returned
by nothing
but walls.
~

Hand over heart

Hold on.
Please hold on,
Don't Fall in Love.

You know how it’ll sound.
Love is a strong midnight coffee
that will make your heart palpitate.
A booming sound of drumroll beating
causes sleepless nights over thinking.
Elusive Dream of Love's awakening.
.
Now
Hold onto your heart
And Listen,

.
Listen to the whisper of aloneness.
Remember, it’s your favorite music.
A velvet blanket covering your body
under the unfathomable calm night.
Silence, isn’t it heaven to you?
Now, let it be that way,
Don't Fall in Love.
Please hold on,
Hold on.


Hand over heart

~
ELUSIVE DREAM OF LOVE
I don't remember being well anymore,
I don't remember what a peaceful day feels like,
I don't remember when the physical pain wasn't here
If I hadn't already been crazy the pain would have driven me there...
Dropped me off, threw my stuff out, left like a bat out of hell and never looked back.
But I was already on my way when the pain started.
It just made the walk harder.


There is a lot i don't remember actually .
Childhood stuff I should.
It hurts my moms feelings, so I play along about 'that one time' and all my great memories.
She usually knows I'm lieing ,
She pretends not to notice
And I smile and nod, pretending to remember.

It is a Symptom of the diseases,
The forgetfulness, the blankness.
Part brain fog, slow synapse, brain changes from great stress and brain inflammation,
But also part Defense mechanism.
There are whole years gone...blocked out

I don't remember being well anymore,
I can't remember the name for simple words most of the time,
And I don't remember peace but I still pray for it.
I held my breath,
then laughed,
convincing myself that maybe
we were soulmates
in another lifetime.
I was consumed for years by you
Drowning in my own love

I have now resurfaced
From the depths of you

While some days were good
Some were bad too

And I finally coughed up the heartbreak
I was letting myself choke on

I cannot love a man
Who was not dedicated to loving me

Who ever I am

I am me now

Alone,
As scary and new as that may be

And while I still dream
Of my happy ending

I know I can't keep expecting you to choose me

Maybe someday someone else will choose me
Without doubt or question

Maybe they will love me without breaking me

It will happen one day

Because I know I deserve that happiness

I deserve to know what it feels like

To wake up everyday

And just smile.
Thank you for helping me stop hurting myself but I want happiness now...no more heartbreak...no more leaving me.
I’m no Alice in Wonderland,
But I am more like the Cheshire Cat,
They say I am more deranged
Than the Mad Hatter’s hat,
They say I can be quite rude
Like the Queen of Hearts
And like the March Hare
I sometimes nervously fall apart,
I’m no caterpillar
Blowing smoke rings
But I might as well be same to them all,
Because I’m madly curious about things.
Leave the gentle talk aside
Let my eyes today play with your eyes
As I bite my lower lip
And imagine us the sensual way  
As I dare to come near you
And by the collar I grab you
Let the watching eyes watch
Are you feeling shy?
Now that provokes my wild side
Leave the spiritual love for a while
Let our senses play tonight
Forget dressing decent today
Forget manners and etiquettes today
Forget what the people will say
Just listen to my playful eyes
Read the gestures I send your way
Let me be the aggressive one my love
Out in the wild, everywhere
Let our lustful passions devour us today...

© Dr. PRERNA SINGLA, 21 JULY, 2015
All the bad boys.
All the fake thugs.
All the bad drugs.
All the chances.
All the hopes.
All the dreams.
All the classes.
All the glasses.
All the nights alone.
All the papers.
All the nights wishing.
All the nights wanting.
All the times tossing and turning.
All the beauty.
It's seemed to peek out more lately.
All the love.
The Miami boy.
All the boxes.
All the cars.
All the chances.
All the changes.
Ive seen the sun.
All the sunsets.
All the day dreams.
All the times I wish you could've been mine.
All the relapses.
All the triggers.
All the mistakes.
But this is me.
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