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Times can get hard
For the easy
Surely the fat
Can't always be greasy

All fall in a moment
To pieces
And get caught
In the cupboards
And creases

So whenever
The good life squeezes
Clear your mind
Before it ceases

Find your path
Back to the feast
Leave the hard times
  For the beast...
Traveler Tim
 Sep 2016 Geetha Jayakumar
Cesca
The day that we spoke
is the day that my heart went afloat
Weeks and months has passed
My feelings just continued to blast

March was the month,
The month I smile
Then May came along,
That my story turn into a sad song

Years have passed
You've found yourself another lass
And yet I'm here,
My eyes just continue to tear.
Love is nothing but treasure of the universe
Only fortunate can win its beautiful hand
Love has many colors, it’s colorful and diverse
Love is quality of God and of its own brand

Beauty is that eternal fountain which is known
For its streams to make fertile the barren hearts
Blessed is the one who comes in its chosen zone
Many a times it makes a lover parts and departs

Love is like a whirlwind and it is like a quicksand
It swallows the victim with just its complete force
Love has its abode on the sky as well as on the land
It is like a beautiful kiss of a lovely miss to endorse


Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
I feel you whenever its drizzle
I feel you whenever i laugh
How strike your memories me
I still in those moments
You left me or
My destiny betrayed me
Whatever ..i miss you always
Do you remember me ever
Don't know
You are poles a part now
But i can feel you
Do you seek me ever
But i cry always
I am still waiting for you
Just back with me
I can feel you in this air.
And this is what I do
What a child am I
The moment a social gathering is mentioned
Or I meet another with similar
Creative interests
I become crippled and inferior
Shaking in my boots
My voice shrinks
My mind is domed by a hovering cloud
Dark and Endless
My eyes become dry
No ,they don't soak
With salty tears
They stare
Off into the sad abyss
That is my reflection
My eyes are paralyzed
By silent thoughts
That have no voice
But the most physical effect
A caved in chest
Heavy breathing
Every bit of my strength
Refusing to scratch out my eyes
And pull out my hair
Because that
Would just add on to the migraine
I have been dragging on and on
Much like the cigarettes
People are so confused on why I smoke
Don't you see?
I am terribly self destructive
My world opens up
And I shut down
All the emotions of just sitting in the living room with my roommates.
I wanna dance to the sound of life,
I wanna live with the sound of love ringing in my ears
Never hear the music of torture
And fall asleep to the lullaby of death
death is not knocking
on my door;
i am knocking
on his
come back. we miss you.
Somewhere
in a dream
I gaze at sadness
      inside the folds
              of soft suede
     in hues of earth,
in its darkest shades
  and up surges longing,
breaking out
  breaking free
    a catharsis of emotions
rushing stormy
through me
Bursting in my veins,
now a river of tides
    from the swirl
               in my brain
      to the swell
of my thighs
and every inch
            of skin
aches with want
for a lost, ancient treasure
and I wonder
how ties
supposed to bind
were meant
     to be severed
for I am stuck
in this limbo
this dance
        between stars  
as the pain
in the staying
makes room
for new scars
and I'm thinking
that vows made
sometimes need
to be broken
before the soul
dies
in dark silence,
inner
   words
         never
   spoken
Hante- Une Nuit Avec Mon Ennemie
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