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 Aug 2020
Latiaaa
You said you'd be home, where are you?
...

There's warm bread in the oven,
Cooked collard greens on the ***,
Roasted sweet corn and stewed pork meat.
Sweet peas on the side, just how you like it.

I threw in dry wood so that the fireplace stays in heat.

...

I've waited two whole hours, the candles have burned out. I placed the cheesecake back in the fridge and drunk the last bit of red wine.

Surely, one day, you'll return.
And when you do, there'll be a hot meal waiting for you.
 Aug 2020
Latiaaa
I weep and told you I always said I was the reflection of you.
God wanted me to breathe the air you breathed.
I cried for us to be together.
Don't do it for our parents, do it for us.
We were here to agree to disagree.
 May 2020
Latiaaa
I'm scared,
but I am giving this a chance.
I'm worried,
but you said not to be this time.
I'm weary,
but you said trust my soul.
And I said it was hard because of my past,
and you said it was hard because of your past.
I'm overthinking,
but you say to not think so far ahead into something that doesn't exist.
There's a riot in my head,
a riot.
You cool my head down with uplifting words,
I still hear all the negative rioting.
It's not you,
It's me.
The what ifs...
The maybes....
The I don't knows...
Hug me so we can stop this constant,
loud,
love routine,
riot...
 Mar 2020
Latiaaa
He asked me,
"Has anyone made love to you before"
And from there on,
Internal sensation.
The way he touched me,
Looked at me,
He revived what died inside me long ago.
He was so toxic for me,
But I wanted more.
Behind closed doors,
I was introduced to a new world of intimacy.
That sweet taboo.
We'd risk a lot for our little secret.
Till we meet again.
 Mar 2020
Latiaaa
To the Libra who sparked a bit of happiness in my path.
That person came to me on a spontaneous act.
We connected,
Chopped it up as if we knew each other for years.
We're libras.
We clicked,
Had things in common.
They made me feel good while also fearful.
I knew they weren't mine,
But I couldn't get enough.
I would have my suspicions,
They were outweighed by the bond we formed the more we spent time alone...
 Jan 2020
Latiaaa
I can feel the heat on my back,
warm.
You squeeze me as if the world is going to collapse around us.
I feel the love in your soul,
it's beating as I hold my head close to your chest.
You rub my legs as the soap from the tub spill over.
My hand,
caressing your cheek.
Sometimes I call you just to hear your voice.
Your smile reminds me of the love stories we used to share.
I can feel the affection you have for me through your eyes,
I know it's hard.
"I'm coming back..."
Because when I'm alone I want you to keep me warm.
I want to wake up with you,
touching me,
loving me.
You're so far away...
 Jan 2020
Latiaaa
~Sometimes I just want to run away with the love of my life.~

Take my hand as we escape the pain and confusion.
I'll listen to you like lyrics to a song.
I put my trust in you.
Your hand on the steering wheel,
the other in mine,
Just kiss me right now as if today was your last.
Kiss me as if this will never last.
The windows are down and I can feel the breeze fly through the night.
You're singing to me,
it makes my, once cold body, warm.
There's a light at the end,
only we can see.
This is the day after forever...
 Oct 2019
Latiaaa
You're a red rose.
Bleeding sympathy.
Craving love,
learning growth,
seeking beauty...
 Oct 2019
Latiaaa
I don't know why it's so hard to
Get you out of my brain
Maybe because I liked you?
Maybe because you had an quick affect on me?
Your personality and charisma swooped me under and I was totally convinced you had me.
I was living in a dream.
I was miles ahead of you.
I was the one moving too quick.
It bothers me how I connected with someone and they vanished.
You're here,
But "you" are not there.
The person I liked.
I guess I was trying to make you into something I wanted for so long.
I was trying to capture your heart and make us something.
Something I created in my head.
But you aren't that person.
You were just interested.
I don't know what happened.
Attachment issues.
 Sep 2019
OC
If I could
I would have chosen as a pet
the delicate creases
left by your feet
in the wet sand
I would have fenced them
in a comforting womb
made of splendid castles
of sea and sand and shoal
waiting for them to deepen
into fine groves where I can seed
the scent of brine
the salt of your taste
the gleam of your eyes
cultivating all
so they can grow and feed
my awe stricken soul
 Apr 2019
Sarita Aditya Verma
The sun sits pretty, cradled in the palms of the clouds
Kissed goodnight to the moon and stars
Birds bathe in the seamless beams on the treetops
And do Sun salutations to the morning star
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