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 Sep 2016 ZCohen
Nishu Mathur
I thought I would write of love, love
But I faced a wall, a block
My quill stood still in time
While the clock went on tick tock
I thought I would write of passion
That makes one spin on toes
But my quill stayed quiet, still
It wouldn't spill or flow
I thought I would write of romance
With all the right beats in the groove
But my quill stopped mid air
It didn't want to write or move
So I lay my quill aside
And gave poetry a miss
I left the paper empty, love
And sealed it with a kiss
 Sep 2016 ZCohen
storm siren
Tell me
 Sep 2016 ZCohen
storm siren
Tell me you love me,
Tell me you want me around.

Tell me I'm all the things
You've ever desired.

And I will show you
A steadfast commitment,
A hotheaded opinion,
And a stubborn will to do my best by you.

Show me that you'll love me for forever and day,
Show me that you want to keep me around.

Show me that I'm everything
You've ever desired.

And I'll tell you
Of my being loyal to a fault,
All my passionate opinions,
And of my headstrong way about sticking around.

I don't give up,
It's never been for me,
So tell me
Tell me you're the same,
And we'll show the world.
Tell vs. Show (Kind of like Show and Tell!)
 Sep 2016 ZCohen
Pinkbun17
Even the strongest of skin
Will weaken in time
Wasting this breathe--
Surviving alone.
Why is it so easy to destroy?
But so difficult to repair?
I seem to simply repeat the same idiotic mistake
Suppress the inner conflict
Hide the pain in me
So, I can pretend it doesn't phase me
Since I don't know what love is.
Wrote this 6/15/15
 Sep 2016 ZCohen
Curing
Love
 Sep 2016 ZCohen
Curing
No one ever got hurt by loving too much...our pain comes from needing to be loved.
We fool ourselves into believing that love must come from somewhere “out there,”
...when in reality we hold infinite love inside ourselves.

  If we realize this, then we are free.  
Free from fear and hate,
Free from desire, dependence, and delusions;
Free from the prison of spite and self-pity we build and live within.  

We raise these walls to protect ourselves from pain
...before we realize walls can't stop pain.
Pain is inevitable...But suffering
Suffering is not.  

Though we may be in pain
If we practice Love we will not suffer  
Pain is visceral, suffering is spiritual

Anger, sadness, regret, worry...none of these things can survive simultaneously in a person who is intentionally practicing gratitude...who brings compassionate presence
TO THIS MOMENT.

...right here...

We must love without restriction or inhibition.  
We must love without judgement or expectation.  
We must love even when it hurts to love...
In fact, we must love ESPECIALLY when it hurts to love,
Though we are afraid, and may not be loved in return.  
You will lose nothing through practicing love, and will stay lost until you do.
 Sep 2016 ZCohen
Aprajita
Untitled
 Sep 2016 ZCohen
Aprajita
I turned around
And walked away in silence
Though the soul inside me broke apart
Though I had an option of staying
But I kept walking
Because I was the reason for him to not smile
And as the nightingale sang above my head
I realised what I have transformed myself to be
 Sep 2016 ZCohen
Mysidian Bard
Memories of you
Cannot fill these empty arms
Pride can't keep me warm

— The End —