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Tint May 2019
Now is the seventh
The day for simple hugs
simple laughs, tears, confessions
the day for simple love

The day I thought it was over
I collided with blue-red lights
fear and happiness ****** me in
but I had you in my arms

Do you think about the seventh?
when I am forgotten
and you go far
I'll be the stardust for the nights

Maybe people will think pretty
for me you are the gem
even if everyone thinks me badly
you will always stay my gem

Show me love in this seventh
the day I found the one
when the closeness became romance
when I kissed my love goodnight.
Happy seventh to you.
Tint Apr 2019
And then you asked
what if I fall for you?
I was immobilized, thinking
what if you did?
I will hurt  you with my words
not because I mean them
but because I'm ill
and I hate to see you crying
because of my belittled deficits
I'm scared to know you're falling
even when I'm happiest

What if you already fell?
I am no Romeo, or, a warrior
but I will fight myself for you
I'm sorry when I'll hurt you
Just know, it will hurt me too
I care for you my bunny
so deep, there is no end
I'll swim in this filled tunnel
of what will happen next
Tint Apr 2019
The night is gazing over, delicately yet lush
in a narrowed path by the meadow, filthy yet spry
where a little hidden blue eyes, cold but did survived
looked up for another twilight, in beauty but unjust
it's little auburn eyebrows, muddy yet defined
Furrowed slowly in bright light, dreadful but alright
thinking of what things to conquer, ignorant yet will pry
and the events that will take them for granted, addled yet aspires
when hunger and thirst relinquish, empty but will trance
they wait for another night lamp, asleep yet alive
Tint Apr 2019
She is. I want her
my lovely lullaby
that her smile was that of a flower
when the mist of cold arise
frozen yet in contact
with the coolness and the warmth

Her. I'd want her
even when I come to be blind
bound in too much brightness
like the rays beyond the sun
she will be the shadow
I'll see through the light

My woman. I need her
that the clocks will tick forever
when we have limited time
still, I'll be waiting in some ways
in the future
she be mine
Hello, Love.
Tint Apr 2019
I knew of it, of course
when you decided I lose touch
then treat me like a mock
you used to befriend and such
then one morning you were gone

I knew of it, of course
but the hurt be fixed repeat
when disgust was in your eyes
in your voice a shameful scoff
I bled then patched it up
but desired you didn't laugh

a joke was made of me
your friends were insanity
I knew you liked to bleed
I knew of it
of course
I have known but it hurt still.
Tint Apr 2019
it's a burning sting
in my head, like ticking thing
but not a bomb
it hurts so much
oh god im done
i'd rather cut and bleed it out
it hurts, but none
inside it pains
i am in stings
get a bullet, please
give me gun to die
let it stop
end it all
please, i want it done
too much, it hurts
Tint Mar 2019
Partial, in a staring contest
I see the small side, this little plastic plant
yet the leaves are colored white
How it sees beyond
I fathom, but can't
cause I know where the leaving
and I know where the none
in my front is a doppelganger
and she too, can see past
by my back is nameless man
who think he is divine

Now the world is draining colour
and I will hear the miming sound
like a fallen light in star dusts
a meteor that don't shine
shaded in lengthy numbness
it buried to the ground
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