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 Sep 2021 Zafirah
Molly
Heart Haiku
 Sep 2021 Zafirah
Molly
Nothing more lonely
Than giving someone your heart
And they drift away
 Sep 2021 Zafirah
Molly
May you persevere in matters of your heart
Immerse yourself in what you need to feel alive

May you press onwards even when you’d rather sink and

May you grow towards the sky just like the flowers you find that root themselves in the most precarious places but still manage to find the sun
 Sep 2021 Zafirah
emma
what is this life worth?

is it worth the clothes on my back
or the money in my pocket?

is it worth the friends that i have gained
and the lovers i slept with?

is it worth the tears that have fallen
or the smiles i have spread?

what is life worth?
 Sep 2021 Zafirah
Semihten5
never
 Sep 2021 Zafirah
Semihten5
black is not night
your eyes but you do not know
always on my mind
you can not erase your traces

I am looking for a moment
your soul does not care
I chain myself
do not push too hard you can not solve

your statements
drives everyone crazy
lost times
do not bother you can not bring it back

never do not  worry
teh world is spinning fast
do not think anything different
life ends you can not say stop
 Sep 2021 Zafirah
Farah Taskin
my mind
is a colourful
canvas
and
your beautiful
behaviour
is a pleasing
painting
 Sep 2021 Zafirah
Surkhab
Life?
 Sep 2021 Zafirah
Surkhab
What is this life?
Every single time it's a question...
Isn't this funny?
With my family...it feels like a party
Where I feel like dancing...
On some nights, it's like the saddest novel
When the coming day feels like a burden
On rainy days... its like my favourite song
It goes on.....smoothly
On some days... it feels like a comedy series
Where I can hear laughters behind me
And sometimes it feels like....


Nothing!....its wierd that day.
I like it...how I experience different things...feelings...emotions...through my life.I am thankful for every moment....but it will always remain a mystery for me.
 Sep 2021 Zafirah
alupa
dandelion
 Sep 2021 Zafirah
alupa
I feel like a dandelion
My rib cage is fragile
And it takes nothing more
than a gust of wind
for my heart to fall apart
 Sep 2021 Zafirah
misha
trauma is not
a beautiful thing
i'm not a bird
with broken wings
not a sick puppy
for you to save
not a white daisy
growing over a grave
i'm rotten inside
down to my core
grabbing handfuls
of guts and gore
pushing it back
under my skin
so you will not see
the condition i'm in
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