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 May 2016
Viji Suresh
Between the last conscious thought
Between those dissolved dreams,
It's you that I remember...
The dreams carry you awake,
The reality sinks in the myriad journey of dreams,
The yearnings propel with a force hard to contain...
The petty jealousy creeping everywhere,
I tried shedding and shrug it off,
It spreads through the dream,
And ends in reality,
When I wake to the sun,
I realise, the emotions all sprung,
Hard to shrug, I pleaded to God,
Let me sleep another hour,
Without the thoughts that plays havoc on my heart.
 May 2016
Viji Suresh
I just need to close my eyes,
Hug myself,  dance for the song in my mind
The song once you sang on that long drive,
My steps halting,  as you stepped to my side...

We moved together like breeze; effortless,
We moved together like blaze untamed,
We held each other,  like insane,
No strain or stir,  pure music in our steps...

A cloud burst, unearthing us,
Carrying us to an undisclosed haven,
Your breath on my hair, the warmth I felt...
Our breath in sync,  we swayed and held.

Was that a dawn or dusk, when we met?
Was it shining or dowdy as we were swept?
Not a drop of water or a grain of food we took,
Our bodies paralysed,  yet we stood...

Time elapsed,  a day? a month? Or a year?
In a trance we stood by each other.
The earth sped,  we moved together
Faster; yet slower than ever...
 May 2016
Viji Suresh
I wrote to you on a paper boat
Those questions in my heart,
I wrote to you on a paper boat
It sailed fast, slow and then a stand still,
The wetness seeped in, the ink bleeded ...

I expected you to raise your head,
Reach out to rescue the boat on puddle,
Some dreams of mine, you might have saved,
The bleeded letters, you might have traced.

All my antics not withstanding,
The soaked boat slowly sank,
My eyes flitted between the boat and you,
Still hoping you will race to its rescue...

When the boat slowly sank,
The ripples died a slow death,
Your head moved in my direction,
"Phew! I am done for the day", you said.
 May 2016
Forgotten Heart
Tell me
whom
should I
believe???
 May 2016
Forgotten Heart
You know
the feeling
when a stranger
becomes a friend???
You will learn more from him
he will teach you
some lessons
of your life
Share your opinion guys
 May 2016
Inspiration
You make me laugh...

You made me cry

Broke my heart
every time we part

You made a choice
It was dark;
The darkest kind of dark

A beautiful person
With no where 2 go;
I know

The abuse
Profuse
Remorse
Of course
apologies
are mocking
me

I forgive
You take the ****
Forgiveness
A sin
Belongs in the ******* the bin

Thank you
for being you
for breaking me in two
for making me cry
at the thought of you
for all the pain
for making me strong
for all that you have ever done
https://soundcloud.com/jvalent1/sunshine
 May 2016
stefania rivoltini
every morning
I wake up
and realise
you aren’t there
every evening
I fall asleep
proud of me
because I survived
another day
without you
 May 2016
stefania rivoltini
and yet
I need you
a leaf a flower the wind
bring me back to you
you appear
you rise in my mind
suddenly
inevitably
unavoidably

and yet
the sun has risen and set
the flowers have faded and blossomed
without our voices
could recognize themselves
without our eyes
could fascinate themselves
symbiotically
united in another place

and yet
you were there
you are there
you'll be there
our lines confused and indivisible
oblivion
hopeless fight against myself
it is a perpetual magic
transposition of reality

and yet
I wait
I wait for you
in our secret garden
where only you can go in
just you have the key
where
silently
I love you
 May 2016
niamh
For tears that fall
On hollow cheeks
When the weeks feel like years
And the years feel like weeks.

And you sit by a grave
Where the roses grow
But the rose that you seek
Is buried below.

You have my heart
Heavy with sorrow
For the velvet rose
With no tomorrow.
Absolutely over the moon (if a little shocked) to see that this piece made the daily.  Thank you all so much for your comments - I promise to reply to you all individually at some point soon.  It was an extremely emotional, difficult, but ultimately cathartic write. Dedicated to our wee Shane, who we will never forget ***
 May 2016
stefania rivoltini
as a generic medicine
exposed in a drugstore
no one knows your name
they take you
because you have a low cost
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