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"Forget her," he said

"Like waves forget the
sand on the beach when
tide goes out. Like dew
drops forget moonlight
when a sunbeam makes
them blush in the morning."

But I am not as forgetful as water.
I am a tree standing tall in an orchard
with snow around my ankles and my limbs
shivering in shirtsleeves but I won't for a minute
forget the springtime. Or the sunshine and how she
danced through it underneath me. I will always remember
that summer we spent in fields together laughing at
dragonflies lighting on nettles and catching the
warm breeze in our hair. She was a fully
shaken Polaroid. A postcard.
A Memoir.
 Nov 2015 aniket nikhade
Batool
For world,
he is a strong man
a soldier
fighting the bad
defending his land
brave enough
to stand against a million
defiant enough to
make the first move
confident much
to never miss a target
ruthless enough
to **** the enemy
with bare hands
but for a little girl
back at home
he is a teddy bear
who will wipe her tear
a ray of hope and light
a Dad
who makes every thing
go right !!
Burnt Thursday dinners,
rushed Monday morning breakfasts;
I want these with you.
Though carefully selected words allow
A slight enlightenment of inner minds
And inner hearts, I'll never truly find
That perfect blend of letters to spell out
Pure sentiments of amour. There's no doubt
Those words do not exist and can't describe
Even a fraction of it all- You're mine.
And just how did that ever come about?

Reflections in your eyes, astonishing;
They never see the inner dark that hides.
Though in my mind it's all that I can bring,
As I can't seem to express any light.
If I could find the perfect words, I'd cling
Forever and you'd heard them every night.
You
You always were,
You always are,
and you always will be ready.

Believe, be, and live.
What would you do if there was no fear?
The South wind said to the palms:
My lovers sing me psalms;
But are they as warm as those
That Laylah's lover knows?

The North wind said to the firs:
I have my worshippers;
But are they as keen as hers?

The East wind said to the cedars:
My friends are no seceders;
But is their faith to me
As firm as his faith must be?

The West wind said to the yews:
My children are pure as dews;
But what of her lover's muse?

So to spite the summer weather
The four winds howled together.

But a great Voice from above
Cried: What do you know of love?

Do you think all nature worth
The littlest life upon earth?

I made the germ and the ant,
The tiger and elephant.

In the least of these there is more
Than your elemental war.

And the lovers whom ye slight
Are precious in my sight.

Peace to your mischief-brewing!
I love to watch their wooing.

Of all this Laylah heard
Never a word.

She lay beneath the trees
With her lover at her knees.

He sang of God above
And of love.

She lay at his side
Well satisfied,

And at set of sun
They were one.

Before they slept her pure smile curled;
"God bless all lovers in the World!"

And so say I the self-same word;
Nor doubt God heard.
 Nov 2015 aniket nikhade
Steele
It's the little things that hurt,
it's the little things that sting.
It's the little things that
tear me apart somewhere
deep within.

It's the memories of my father,
it's the longing for a mother.
It's the loss of those closest to
me - I'll never forget
my grandmother.
It's time that always seems
to stand still until
you realise life passed you by.
It's hard to be brave
when you're buried.
It's hard to be strong
when you cry.

Who are you?
Who am I?
What is my identity -
was I sold a lie?
Will I live
when I die?
My greatest wish
is you and I.
© 2015 Sebastian Glyn
Dizzy daydream
Falling to the sky
Fizzing fingertips
It's too late to cry

Muscle spasms
Invisible straight-jacket
Anvil on my breast
Brokkr strikes the red hot gibbet

Sparks fly
Into the sooty black
Anvil cracks
There's no turning back

Dimming embers
Just a feeble glow
Black soot freezes
Falls as bright white snow
it so amazing of how you stare at her
your eyes shine like a star in the sky
you can freely hug her
but with me
you glare with great distate
i don't understand
i tried to be kind
i don't know where should i stand in this world
at the middle?
at the end?
or at the beggining?
but surely
this world is not for me
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I feel as though I've made mistakes
To drown in love to be my fate
But yet mistakes I've made so far
Confused to wander with no alarm
I want to be the one he wants
Yet when conveyed its fear he flaunts
Hes awkward im scared i wont find love
to wander alone in this void conclove
so i end with fear in my heart
I've scared away the one for my heart.
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