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 Feb 2014
PrttyBrd
To say that I love you
Is an empty gesture
Overused and meaningless
You know my heart
You see me through the darkness
You know beyond all reason
That it is you
and you alone
Those words will not be whispered
Their sweetness will not pass my lips
My heart is held deep within you
Waiting to be filled with all that you are
Yes, waiting for logic
To catch up with longing
And trust to override fear
Words don't matter here
In this altered reality
In this space created just for us
You know what you know
And it is I who lays in wait
;)
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 Jan 2014
Amanda Small
bartering
as if our bodies were the key to the others' salvation.

we are not temples.

we are shrines
to those that lace love songs
into suicide notes.

we'll die singing

always a night time lover
i have grown accustomed to unwashed sheets
and trusting what i can't see

but we ****** when the sun came up
(thank you)
and you kissed me with the lights on
(thank you)

and I could see you...
 Jan 2014
Ahmed Nader Gretly
It was a beautiful night,
Which is rare in this city.
A full moon illuminated
The dark sky with great
Brilliance like a devine
Light bulb hanging over
The earth from heaven.
Not a single star out,
But that wasn't new
For big old Cairo.
A light breeze blew
By as I stood in the
Balcony of my family's
5th floor apartment
With winter's shy
Fingertips touching
The air around me.
I took a deep lung-full
Of this beautiful weather
And coughed like an
Eighty year old man
Suffering form mean
Tuberculosis.

The burning of the
Rice hay, they say.
 Dec 2013
PrttyBrd
Your words lead to your soul,
They have guided me, heart in hand,
To the truth of who you are,
And with bated breath I read them.
For it is there,
That your essence flows through me,
And carries me straight to you
copyright©PrttyBrd 15/12/2013

For jls
 Dec 2013
PrttyBrd
gazing upon the empty words
breathes life as once she read
words on a page of nothingness
found love there in its stead
to know his soul as he doth hers
love never accepts defeat
though distance mars the loving hearts
for ne'er the twain shall meet
copyright©PrttyBrd 08/12/2013
 Nov 2013
Priya Patel
I saw a glimmer of yesterdays;
when I was with you
and you with me
when I was all
that you could see
I walked into a room and
100's of eyes began poking at me
but not he
I was a jeweled princess
in silken blue
and you had you new wife
all over you
I have moved on
of course I have
of course I have
but sometimes,
sometimes I miss
the way we used to be
when I was with you
and you were with me
Even though life was only
a pretence to be happy
Even though I was so
very lonely
Even though you were never
truly with all of me
I dont miss you
I dont, really
I am in love again
happier now than even before
in fact, much more
but in reality
I miss being part of a family
 Nov 2013
Priya Patel
Always lingering, longingly
Like leaves frolicking in trees
Your gaze entraps me
Tempting me
Mesmerizing me
Engaging me in a lovers dance
Seducing my senses
Only you, only you
 Sep 2013
Priya Patel
Hidden behind dark brooding clouds,
a faithful sky
peeks through
to a down casted eye
Eyes hazed with doubt
and speckled with despair
searching for hope
looking everwhere
losing faith
in the one constant light
in his life; me
I am here my love
lost in my own brooding clouds
battling some of my
worst personal doubts
Look up sweetheart
and peek through
the dark skies above
There you will find hope
swimming in a bath of my love
A light so bright
it will drown
all your doubts away
I am here
 Sep 2013
Priya Patel
I carried you through heats of hell
and blanketed you in the blistering snow
nurturing you against my breast
afraid of letting you go
You are the one thing in my life
that can never be taken away
Cherished dearly in every way

You are all of my memories
 Sep 2013
Priya Patel
I hear the soft crumpling of leaves
beneath the paws of life
One must wither eventually, right?
I look down on grass
burnt brown from age
and rake the leaves away
with memories from summers page;
torn from the book of life
The branches on a tree
beneath a rumbling sky does sway
as if to say
goodbye
The tinkling of raindrops;
wet against dry
as if, for a moment
in mourning, clouds cry
for the soft crumpling leaves no more
Arms stretched out
eyes moist with hope
I pray for their souls to be nourished
in the memories of summers dew
 Sep 2013
Priya Patel
You say you know me;
then know me
Know the hazel
that flickers gold in my eyes
when you smile at me
and the sudden rush
of the reddish blush
in my cheeks so instantly;
when you touch me
Know the scent of me
when im not around
and the feel of me
when I cannot be found
Know the sound of my voice
in your ear
Know when I am near
You say you know me;
so know me
just as I know you
 Sep 2013
Priya Patel
She is as beautiful
as butterflies in Spring
Her hair flutters in the breeze;
a gentle sneeze
from the soft blowing winds
She is beautiful; she is ...
Her skin glows golden
like daffodils at summers end
and just as flowers often do,
she blooms
In a world of trampled
black and white weeds,
she truly is as beautiful
as butterflies in Spring

*to my beautiful neice Nikita
 Sep 2013
Priya Patel
I think of you
as you often think of me
with longing and desire
and with hope and faith
that our paths will soon be as one
I think of you often
with more than passion;
with pure raw emotion
more deeply rooted than the shady
pecan tree embedded
in the back of my yard
I think of your smile;
soft and subtle
always rare and unexpected
always for me
because of me
and the way you make me laugh
I think of you
as you often think of me
and remember all the reasons
I fell in love with love
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