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 Jun 2014
Forgotten Heart
my heart
always belongs to you
take care of it
for it is still damaged
and need some
extra care(your love)...
take care of you too.....
 Jun 2014
K Balachandran
Sickened he was by her bad word choices, special need for
incongruous expressions,words spelled the way she likes,
blanks that can never be filled, invented quotes, fabricated realities,
thunderous "****" repeated in intervals, as if  each an inlaid jewel,
and then, having no fixed meaning for that favorite word of hers,
nothing more than an intention to denigrate ******,
                                                                ­                   and women as a whole,
a subconscious compulsion, strangely included, her's also in it's ambit.
He understands her compulsion for such expression thus--
fulfillment of some innate need, an expression of her own worthlessness,
resulted from some grave injury of the mind that happened,
sometime early in her childhood, one could guess.
He took the decision to mark her "UNREAD" for ever
with deep anguish of course,after reading her many fine and sane pieces.
A poetry site distinguished, moderated by editors, a pleasure for participants, as one of those rare sites where authentic discussion on poetic aesthetics is held,  edits done to polish a poem, now finds a fall of standard, which is painful.Core of the problem is few with interests other than poetic..
Their attitude is strange,  and every one pretends emperor's new clothes are fine..
Or is it because some want to be e.e cummings, Bukowski and few others, all at once?
 Jun 2014
Forgotten Heart
may be i don't care about you
may be i don't like you
may be i don't love you
all these were
my wrong assumptions
you are mine
i am afraid
may be this is also one of
those predictions......
 Jun 2014
Forgotten Heart
i miss
the way
i miss you..........
 Jun 2014
Forgotten Heart
you stopped my breathe
and i loved it
 Jun 2014
Veena Aneev
Shave your head
Paint your face purple
And wear a zebra jumpsuit

Eat with both hands
Wink at passing strangers
And live in a secluded cabin

Join the circle of oddies
Tainted by social norm
 Jun 2014
MsMercedes
Here I sit in tears
Here I live with regret
Why did I do it ?
Was it worth it ?
Maybe Yes
Maybe No
Either way **nothing can change the past
 Jun 2014
MsMercedes
I trusted you
And you showed me off
To your friends
As they laughed at me
I told my friends despite their remarks
That you were my everything
You braged about my body as if I were
A trophy
A simple object
You played me
And I was too stupid to know
You didn't care about me
Yet I was giving you every part of me
I did things for you
I wouldn't for any other
But you took my trust and abused it
Now when you look at me
I feel ashamed
**And now you win
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