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Jun 2015 · 410
Lachrymose Lovers
Havran Jun 2015
I don't miss You
as much as I did a week ago;
I miss You more,
but not in the same way as love birds do
when la mia amata
just  
wasn't
the same anymore.
Do You know how love birds love?  
The pain of losing their loved one is so intense
that they cope with the loss
in self-destruction.
Do You know how love birds love?
They Love fully,

*even after Death
Havran Jun 2015
Sometimes
you
get used
too much,
and you
confuse bloodstains
for watermarks.
It’d be easier
to pretend like
nothing’s happening,
rather than admitting
that, deep down,
You were hurting.
And you were always hurting.
One minute
everything’s going fine
and the next
you’re breaking down;
tears flowing from your eyes
uncontrollable,
unbearable,
unyielding.
You
look me straight
in the eye,
and I knew
the words
even as
they caught in your lungs,
“Am I okay?”
I shook my head
and said not a word,
as you leaned in close.
In the silence,
I wondered:
Who was consoling whom?
If I close these eyes,
it would feel like
all of those other nights,
or perhaps,
this was still the same night.
And all the heartache,
and truth,
and yearning,
were seeking moonlight
once again.

-D.C.
Jun 2015 · 473
Please
Havran Jun 2015
Forgive me.

Forgive me, sweetie,
when I made it seem like I was alright after the separation;
after the crossroads where our paths split in directions
that led Us further apart when once we were inseparable;
our hearts and hands intertwined in love and in hope.

For as of now, it is over.

And I could never remember You, nor Your Love,
as something that did not put a smile on my face
as soon as I wake up, and as I fall asleep.

I cherished every day of Us

as if each day might be The Last.
That's why I always, always tell you that I Love You
whenever I had the chance.

I read somewhere that the only things that you leave for tomorrow
are the things you're okay dying having left undone,
and I wanted to spend every moment of You as something magical.
For the time I had with You was our own little infinity.

I was lost, and You found me.
I was difficult, yet You refused to give up.

And for that, I would rather spare You from the guilt,
and the grief, and the Loss of what You once had,

Because I still have it.

Even though we're no longer together,
it doesn't mean the caring,
and the concern,
and the corny jokes
that we both somehow find hilarious
have to end.

**Wyrda brought us together for a reason, Love.
And I'm happy that it did.
Jun 2015 · 553
Untitled
Havran Jun 2015
Has anyone realized
just how people are
when they're in love?
They're so engulfed
by the intensity of
their purest emotion
that their actions,
when done in love,
are aflame.

What sets people apart however,
is whether they continue
to burn on
or concede
and burn out.

*Keep burning on.
Jun 2015 · 838
Untitled
Havran Jun 2015
It's 5:30 in the morning
and the very memory of You
lingers
as the most bittersweet of aftertastes.

I'm quivering,
and this is what it feels like
to be *brimming
with poetry;
to have only just woken up,
in restlessness,
full
of
words.

And I'm writing about You,
because I spend every sleeping hour
searching for You in That world,
and by the stars  I will find You.
I will always find you.

For when you disappeared
I lost a part of me that made me
more than whole;
You gave me happiness,
even as my vision grew bleak,
You have given me Love
in all its beauty
with each gentle caress
and long-missed embrace.

I confess;
I Love too deeply.
And You have given me
so much to cherish
that being in a world
without You in it
is unthinkable,
unbearable,
unfathomable;
Even emptier than before.

Your Love is bright as ever, even in the shadows~

You are beautiful.
And You will always be beautiful
even when your hair's white
and in a mess,
even when we're older and been through so much,
I will take one look at You
and let you know every single time
that I Love You
and that you really do mean a lot me.

My Love,
I miss you so;
I want you back in my arms.
Jun 2015 · 1.6k
Untitled
Havran Jun 2015
There's something about
how this night feels,
with the gentle evening breeze
passing along its own lullaby
onto the balcony
and
into the corners of our home.

There's something about
how this night feels,
with the city slowly falling asleep around us;
the lights in every window are as stars
in the encompassing night sky.

There's something about
how this night feels,
drinking hot chocolate just the way you like it
in mugs that we picked for each other.

There's something about
how this night feels,
with the scent of your hair,
and the sound of your steady breathing as you sleep
calming my weary heart.
Jun 2015 · 802
Different ways
Havran Jun 2015
How are you?
Have you eaten?
I miss you!
Always remember to drink water.
G'night!
Sweet dreams!
Take care!
Sleep tight!
Don't stay up too late.
Look both ways before crossing the street.
Get a g'night's rest.
You can do it!
I believe in you!
Chase your dreams.
Breathe, breathe deep.
You can achieve anything you put your mind into!
You are beautiful.
You are amazing.
What you create is art.
I'm glad I met you.
I'm here when you need me.
I will stay.
Want do you want for breakfast?
Should I get you anything?
You can have the last slice of pizza.
Double-check for anything before you go!
Thank you!
You are worth it.
You are enough.
You are lovely.
You are Love.
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Jun 2015 · 334
Deep breaths
Havran Jun 2015
I Love You
I Love You
I Love You
I Love You
I Love You
I Love You
I Love You
I Love You
I Love You
I Love You
I Love You
I Love You
I Love You
I Love You
Jun 2015 · 479
Untitled
Havran Jun 2015
You*
were *liquid fire

upon my lips
that nicotine
cannot compare.

D.C., *Breathing deep
Jun 2015 · 290
Untitled
Havran Jun 2015
Maybe if
You
had seen me
when
I had shadows
where once
there were eyes,
I would have known
without
a
word,
if
You
would stay
or leave me
forever.”

D.C., *It would have made all the difference.
Havran Jun 2015
I keep myself busy
so I won’t have the slightest chance
to let you
occupy my mind.
It was a cold night
when I left you.
And it was on a colder night still
that I decided to let you go.
The cigarette in my fingers
is a metaphor
of a memory I’d soon forget.
It is precisely
because we reminisce
that we seek
ephemeral company.
We let the past back in,
we allow ourselves to feel,
and we let it end.
It costs a piece of our lives
to be able to feel
as we used to
in a distant memory.
And we would gladly comply
just to take it all back
before the light fades,
and all that’s left
are the ashes.”

-*D.C.
Havran Jun 2015
What have you done?
She is splendid,
even
in
simplicity,
and you
squandered
the very gift
of her presence.

All your life,
seeking
and
yearning
instead
of
being
and
staying
in Love.

You are *blessed

by The Cosmos of coincidences
that finally led up
to your meeting,
You are blessed
to have been called
Love.

What have you done?
Do these words reach you now?
*What have you done?
May 2015 · 218
Untitled
Havran May 2015
I believe that Loss
is one thing
that most people
would not
want to have

-*D.C.
Havran May 2015
Your*  *Love
has brought about
Ice and Fire,
and has molded this material
into a different form,
like the gifted artisan
that I believe You will grow to become.
Someday,
You will gaze into these eyes
and realize,
without a single word,
that I am Your art piece too.
and that
Your Love
Your Warmth
Your Gentleness

has transformed Iron
into Steel.

*D.C.
Hi! How you doing? :D
May 2015 · 358
For You
Havran May 2015
I have loved You dearly
Before,
and I will love You dearly,
even After.

*D.C.
Havran May 2015
The dusk came;
I watched the moon glowing,
and there I have it,
a word to describe the feeling when you’re bluer than blue;
Yellow, darling,
that’s what it felt like, right?
Glowing, but empty.
It’s time to let go of those
who lift you up just to leave you emptier
than when they found you.
Remember how the sun sets to make way for the moon?
Well, this I tell you:
The moon leaves for a brighter day.
The dawn came;
I watched as the sun turned slowly
from red
to bright orange.
It’s the morning,
and
it’s
beautiful.
It’s time to rise and shine darling.
Rise above the horizon
and shine brighter.

To become your own sun,
to realize that you are the world,
and that
the people,
and the places,
and the phrases
and words
and thoughts
and ideas
that revolve
and pass around you
are
to each
their own solar systems.
It was wrong of them to tell us
that no man is an island.
Each one of us is an island,
and it is when you
peek into
The
Looking
Glass
that you realize
that some islands
have beacons
and some have
watchtowers,
yet all of them
are searching
for another light.
To shine in their way;
to lead,
or be lead
home.”

*Y.O. & D.C.
A collaboration between my dearest bestfriend and I :)
May 2015 · 554
Untitled
Havran May 2015
Meeting you
is a sudden
alteration
of this
familiar,
overused
palette;
a complete shift,
a dreamer's flight
from
all
that
is
home…
Into the welcome
unknown.
Forgive this
night-thinker
for incompetence.
All that you are,
is all that
is new
to me.
The promise
of
the morrow;
daybreak upon
the horizon.
Your gaze is
sunlight,
your presence is
warmth,
but from which
I need not
shy away.
This time,
I ask,
will you stay
with me?
— D.C., A tale from burgundy
Havran May 2015
If what’s on my mind
is real,
I am
but
a stone’s throw,
wind’s blow,
free arrow
away
from
dying;
not
in the literal sense,
but in
the
worst
way
possible.
Here’s the danger
when you tell someone
you love them;
you put yourself
at risk
of dying daily.
And all I have
are words.
Words,
and words,
and words.

*D.C.
May 2015 · 412
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Havran May 2015
To me,
You are
the
seafaring Sun
as it sets sail
over
the far horizon,
while for You,
I am merely
just a name.
— D.C., And it’s so easy to forget names
May 2015 · 278
Untitled
Havran May 2015
There is something
magical in this moment;
how your voice is
reaching someone
whom you haven’t met yet,
when right now,
they think
the world
of you.
It kills me
inside
to be
separated
from the Sun.
I want
the
bright
places
now too.
Embrace me
with your Daylight.
Keep me in your Dawn.
— D.C., I want to keep Us
May 2015 · 243
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Havran May 2015
You told me
how
you had
the
best
soul
in your grasp
but chose to let it go.
And I
told you
that it’s alright,
yours
is a
good soul
and
it’s
still
growing.
I forgive you.
— D.C., The feelings may have faded, but they were there
May 2015 · 745
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Havran May 2015
Yesterday,
I could have sworn
that I could live out
the rest
of
my
days
in peace;
content
with knowing
that you’d be
able to fulfill
everything
that you ever
wanted in life,
even without me.
Right now,
I’m a wreckage;
another
shipwrecked,
abandoned,
forgotten
remainder
of a love
that
someone just
couldn’t take.
And it kills
me more inside
than I would
ever
dare to admit;
how,
even after
everything
we’ve
been
through,
I still wasn’t enough.
I still wasn’t the person
anyone would choose.
I still wasn’t the person
anyone would fight for.
I still wasn’t the person
who you’d love
and want
to stay with.
— D.C., You are my rest.
May 2015 · 782
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Havran May 2015
I may pass from this earth
some time in the far future,
and yet this would not deter me.
But deny me your smile,
and I will die
**daily
D.C., In silence
May 2015 · 402
Untitled
Havran May 2015
Because even though
we aren’t as we
used to be
the truth
of the matter is
that I
always
want to be
with
You.
A friend told me
about how
dictionaries work;
about how
-when you look it up-
Life
comes before
Love.
And I realized
that maybe you knew
from the very beginning.”
— D.C., Here’s to what could’ve been #2
May 2015 · 320
Foolish Heart
Havran May 2015
Yearning for your love that will always be true,
Offering these words as a memory of you.
Under the light of the ever-watchful moon,
Affectionately wishing that I'll be with you soon.

Reminiscing of the times when we were together,
Every moment of it all made me feel so much better.
Maybe someday I'll find the right words to say,
You are my only one, and may you never go away.

Surprising me with every little thing that you do,
Uttering your words that are as sweet sa honeydew.
Never wanting to see me down and alone,
Singing me to sleep in your lovely caring tone.

Here in my thoughts, a sweet surrender.
If only this moment could last forever.
Now that we're close, I won't ever let you go.
Eyes that tell me, of a wonderful tomorrow.

A little while ago, you gave me a promise,
For the one thing that you'll never want to miss.
To be with me, no matter how far apart we are,
Even if you're gone, we'll be wishing on the same star.

Rendering me speechless with your sweet caress,
Through the sound of your voice, I have to confess.
Here in your arms is where I want to stay,
Endlessly caring for you, in every single way.

Reaching out to a photo of you and me,
And smiling at how the two of us were meant to be.
Inside my room, I end this one short note.
Not even sleepy, hope you'll like what I wrote.
:)
May 2015 · 493
Folie à Deux
Havran May 2015
Pity naught the fool who stood agape at the mouth of the abyss,
Who henceforth became a delirious, demented *******.
For very few are those who return from the precipice
Left with scars  that are all but a trifle.

‘Tis not fire that burns, that brings about anguish.
‘Tis not rain that drowns, that brings about pain.
A sanguine dullard will forever seek to diminish
What a benighted scholar will endeavor to sustain.

Hath thee the prudence
To discern the ciphers
In the deafening silence?
In the earsplitting whispers?

The fiends,
Their eyes
Of sordid coal
Conceal the truth
Of what they are after.
Their forlorn cries beseech the soul
With venom as clear as polished lacquer.
Havran May 2015
Through blurry dreams of vivid ebony.
Of crimson red that escape my mem’ry.
The old hand of time has taken its toll,
In a world of dreams that wish to console.

With the passing of a clandestine star,
Whose dazzling silver lights just seem too far.
The transcendence of a thousand comets,
Are as beautiful as a sun that sets.

Overhead, a deep and calming sky blue,
A sign of life that shall now breathe anew.
Outcast and in exile, the vagrant weeps,
A soft silent whisper as Zephyr sleeps.

For stars that age, that once shone so brightly,
Dimming grandeur though ever so slightly.
Woe to he, lost in this sad serenade,
Her beautiful face, her pitiful shade.
May 2015 · 1.4k
Candid Embrace
Havran May 2015
T'was a myriad of emotions that had overcome,
Of life, love, and laughter, with happiness for some.
Years will have passed, but this love shall remain true,
Outlasting time that pales in comparison, to the bond I have with you.

Under dreamy night skies, star-crossed lovers shall wait.
Withstanding the distances, unyielding to their fate.
Hope burns anew like a living and kindred fire,
Only because of you, the one I truly desire.

I was once in pain, and had gone astray.
And then you came along, and took it all away.
During the nights that you shared with me your stories,
Oh, I miss you so, you had taken all my worries.

Remember, my love, for I wrote this because of you.
Even if we are to be apart, I will always love you.
So much so, that nothing can ever replace,
The warmth of your presence, your candid embrace.
Hi :D
May 2015 · 2.0k
Untitled
Havran May 2015
A friend told me
that when life
ever gets me down
I should just remember
That Day.
No,
I’m talking about
a completely
different
day
now.
How did that song go again?
“I will always remember;
it was late afternoon.”
Wasn’t that
how it went?
To be right there
with You
on That Day
was more than I
could have ever
asked for.”
— D.C., Here’s to what could have been #1
May 2015 · 645
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Havran May 2015
I remember
you
as the leaves were
on that fine Autumn;
stunning,
and
fleetingly
beautiful.

I'll remember your hair,
and your warmth,
and your fingertips
as a constant reminder
of Summer,
for You are
my first breath
of Summer;
my Summersdawn.

And though
we are no longer
what we used to be,
I do still love you.

Do you know the saying?

"When you love someone,
they stay in your heart
Forever."

Well,
perhaps
it's in the way
you hold my hand
or say "I love you"
at night,
or maybe
it's in the way
your loving eyes
bring me daylight.

Because
You
will
always
be here with me.
D.C., You are my sunlight in the storm
May 2015 · 403
____
Havran May 2015
There is
a mirror,
blurred,
and misty,
where
I wrote
Your
name
in
pleasant
reminiscence,
showing me
just how much
I really do
miss the very
light
of you.
And here's
the change
you've made
in me:
I can write
about
The Sun
now.
You walked
into my life
for a reason,
you've
taught me
how
Happiness
is
a choice,
and right
now,
I
choose
to be
happy.
D.C., You've found the change in me

— The End —