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She looked into the mirror
  But saw nothing but tears
How strange, she thought...
*  That this emptiness feels.
 Jan 2017 Geetha Jayakumar
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He doesn't see past the horizon of his life
He doesn't indulge in the myth of the hereafter
He doesn't believe he is worthy of such a notion
He doesn't make it a habit to put pen to paper

But with her...

He envisions the future like he's lived it before
He sings of his plans that span several lifetimes
He romanticises his thoughts as soon as they're conceived
He converses in paintings and writes only in rhymes
The human mind can be kind
and it can be confined
the mind says that it is just fine
the human mind can lose all track of time
but the mind can also be dangerous
and it can have things that are contagious
but you have to realize that this mind
is a wonder thing most of the time
it shows us how to love
and how to be enough
and how to trust one another
sometimes we seem to smothered
by it
like an itch that you cant scratch
or a dream that you cant catch
but its alright
because you have to except that in time
your mind will find
someone who is like you and that loves you
and most thing that its true love too soon
the end up with a broken heart
some get it right from the start
its a miracle for some  
Love that I have now seems like miracle
and its crystal you know
I pray that i never see the end of it
but there is someone else and i wander if i can love them both
could i have them both to hold
my mind thinks it has an answer
at this time in life I swear
i hope that My Goddess is fair
but only my mind and
time itself will tell
whatever the choice made
ill be enough for the one that stays with me
and forevermore ill be all i can be
I wish I could be with you, sleeping in your arms
Even when unconscious, you keep me safe from harm

Feeling your chest breathing underneath my ear,
There's a steady heartbeat of yours I love to hear

Someone told me that love is an endeavor,
Yet I know, I could lay with you forever.
My squishiest poem
I ride that never ending wave.
Seek for that once in a life time swell.
Surf like the shore ain't coming ahead.
And crash, drowned in an ocean full of spell.

You came to me like a storm.
That's how I know this love is just a metaphor.
you and me now a mistery.
He said "I love you",
And I believed him,
I hate myself so much,
How could I be such a *****?
I'd fallen prey to his sweet breath,
His glistening, white teeth,
His strong, defined muscles,
Like he'd done to so many other girls,
But I had an insatiable hunger for love,
And he just fed my esurient heart
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