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niann smith May 2021
I open the room...
the door closes behind us,
her gentle hand in mine
pulls me closer, then releases
  she whispers like we’re being
  watched   Take all of me
the darkness has her first
and then the predawn lights
that stream and sparkle over
her through the balcony glass
  she whispers like our time
  is short   Take all of me
her body is smoke soft and
separating as I move into it,
she rolls and swirls and curls
below, beside and above me
  she whispers like I haven’t
  heard her   Take all of me
the room is changing from
corner black and shadow gray
to sunrise saffron and coral,
our embrace dissipates cold
  she whispers as she slowly
  fades away   Take, take... take
niann smith May 2021
SC
Days passed as years followed. Through all the seasons and memories deeply engraved in my heart, where I could recall every single details of your presence that had left long ago within my reach. Your scent still lingered around the room. Your touch imprinted on my skin as I could blindly draw every edges of your body. Your favourite playlist, your birthday, your dreams, I could still recite them on the tip of my tongue. It was rainy when the two drenched figures stood in tensed silence, exhaustion wearing them out.

You looked numb. I was annoyed. But, my arrogance messed up to apologize. We missed our late-night conversations about random topics, our sweet little comfortable silence, and the fiery touch of love.

My ambitious nature gradually distanced, failing to recognize your loneliness. Every normal small talk flipped into heated fights where it always ended up with one of us leaving the room. All the blame and stress toppled on the vulnerable abused heart of yours. It all piled up to the point, your eyes told the stories of pain and emotional drains.

Till the last minute, you were still willing to give us another chance, turning away, slowly dragging your body with heavy steps under the pouring rain. You were waiting… I knew… Yet, my feet were locked. I could still perfectly paint the gloomy back leaving out of my life.

Absent minded, my fingers traced along the letters of your name, mouthing along. The invitation was breathtakingly flawless, but your name was distracting. How I wished it was mine beside yours. How I wished to go back in time, pulling you in my embrace. How I wished to whisper my love into your ears, hugging you tight.

Then, there you were, on the aisle, waiting nervously for your stunning bride to graze together hand in hand for the rest of your life. You still have that habit of chewing your lips. I faintly smiled to myself in pride. The whole attention shifted as she entered the hall with elegance, but my eyes were on you the whole time. You were shining brightly with that charming radiant smile admiring her from the closing distance. You used to adorn me in the same way. So, she was the girl who treated you better like how you deserve to be the happiest man alive.

Tears began to well up. Yes, I ****** up. You brought your face closer and I braced myself to watch you capture her lips into a sweet kiss. A sharp pain pierced through my heart. It was getting suffocating. The crowd clapped and cheered while I stood with a straight face. Was it the result of karma? Tears trickled down my cheeks before I realize. Quickly wiping it away, I forced a smile clapping along. But, I never expected your widened eyes landing on me. Maybe, you weren’t anticipating my attendance. I smiled harder, congratulating him through my eyes. He mirrored the expression, then returning to gaze at his lovely wife. It could’ve been me. I had the chance, but I was the one to ruin it. No, this was meant to be. I would’ve never made him this blessed.
Stone Cold
Pairing: Optional male bias X fem!reader

Genre: Angst

A/N: This is written after being inspired from "Stone Cold" by Demi Lovato. EMOTIONAL RIDE AHEAD!!!
niann smith May 2021
The saddest day in my life is today,

Skies gloomy and dark, whisking the grey

Its not really sad just somber,

I hate sobriety too!

--

Birds chirped in rows but forgot to change their feathers thereafter,

Pupils read and everyone sat silent yet talking in the midst.

--

I felt sad - just because.

A violet bag to my front and a bottle of stale water to my right.

--

I saw how my friends laugh at their jokes,

Jokes I found funny too,

Heard mine, as well, but only some laughed.

--

Then again, I’m not a comic,

I don’t live to tell the truth,

Hated the life I’m wrought into - with a price of sand.

--

Everything just piled up in me, and I collapsed,

The building that is mine, has become ash!

Sad that such olden design being faded,

Not even the villainous could ever redeem!

--

Try as I might - all's for naught,

Laughter and fun don't work anymore,

See myself as barrier and hinder

To everyone else's joy;

But then again, everyone's ***** and stone

Which is more rotten to the bone.

--

What is the price of happiness?!

I'd have shouted to the gods,

Queries unanswered and left to rot,

Yet has traded like the air.

--

The saddest part:

I never knew what caused such great sadness,

Maybe I've felt too empty like a juiceless coconut shell,

Lost of jewels and black pearls, maybe.

I could only hope for the better;

And if not - just some good weather
niann smith May 2021
Let us eat

In splendor of life

Which you give me

By making me love thee

-

The sadness ripped

Up in the shreds

And joyful once more

-

Yuletide ne'er bring much

But thou presence sure

-

When you greet me

I smile

Like a child seeing new presents

And like ne'er before

-

Unresolved is some

My problems alone

You love me no

You do not

-

Please just love me

I beg you

I tear in knees

Please

-

In tears

I cry in sorrow

Slumber is the joy

And the living in me

Long dead so

-

I walk away

You do not chase

Nor do you call

You simply look

On and on

-

The accordions play

Romance in the fog

Dreary as a frog

Imaginary life

Like one midnight

In the city of lights

-

The snows trudges my boot

Both are wet

Frozen too

I tear little now

Merry kindred songs

While i am whisked away

-

Palms now sweating

Freezing by waist

Chained around

Like a serpent

-

Why does it begin

Ne'er the query

Always the end

But not the start

-

I enter the hole

That built for mine

The light turned on

And the place spotless

I silently sob

Whence I'm alone

Without them

Beside me

Where I want them

To be
  May 2021 niann smith
Rose
Today we had a fight.
I’m not sure how it started,
Or who raised their voice first.
All I know is that now I have bruises.
Ones that sting when you touch them.
You tried to apologize.
You tried to clean me up,
And make me feel better.
But bruises take time to heal.
And so do cuts and scratches.
I can’t forgive you right now.
But the bruises will heal soon.
And then all will be better.
Because I can’t be mad at you.
Maybe if I had kept my mouth shut then we wouldn’t be like this.
Maybe if I wasn’t so sensitive then we wouldn’t have these problems.
Today we had a fight and I’m not sure where it started.
All I know is that I have bruises and cuts and scratches.
That could have been avoided,
If I just kept my mouth shut.
3-14-18
Have you ever tried to flex your heart to make sure it was still in your chest?

Everytime you tried to choke down what was hurting you, you realized it didn't matter anymore.

Lately, I've been doing okay. Except when the night starts telling secrets to the dawn so I have to make sure they don't whisper your name.

Please, don't worry about me though. Just focus on being happy.



Maybe one day, things will be in a place where you can see a shadow and smile without swallowing shards of glass.

E**ven though I promised to always be here, it will **** is both if I stay. I'm so sorry.
Help me.
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