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some days they are sad. sad about the weather, sad about the thing that happened last night, sad about losing their favorite book, sad about their coffee being cold, sad about the fact that they can't find matching socks. lots of things make them sad, lots of nothings make them sad too. you see, when you have a predisposition for being sad, every little thing counts.  so when you ask her why she is sad and she cannot answer, do not press further. do not go looking for a reason that just isn't there. when you ask what you can do and she says nothing, do not be hurt. do not feel useless. when she wakes in the middle of the night and she is silent, but you can feel the bed shaking as she cries, do not assume you know what she is feeling. you don't. hold her if she wants it, don't touch her if she doesn't. if you ask her if she wants you to stay and she says yes, do. but if she tells you to walk away, do not listen. stay with her, because if you don't, she might not be there in the morning .
I swear I know how to love

The truth is
it
saddens me to see
that

To see
people of
my past with
people of their
future

Perhaps I am stuck there

The truth is the
jealousy
consumes me
eats me
makes my heart pump
faster
my eyes
almost
tear

But I swear
I know how to love

I dont know
what its like to
love
perhaps thats my own fault
passing on
good ones
but
why settle

I am unsure
of
what is wrong with me
but
I swear
I swear I know how to love
Through whimpers and sobs
all night I did pray
for someone who could
sit next to me and stay.

Waiting for a miracle,
I woke up one day
only to find you,
who crossed my way.

I let out a gasp
and a shriek of joy.
You were the one who
didn't treat me like a broken toy.

You came into my life
like an answer to my prayer.
I had searched for a person
like you, everywhere.

Sitting next to me,
you smiled and understood.
You were the only one
to see under my hood.

Though you had problems
and difficulties of your own,
never did you once let
me feel cold and alone.

You were the answer
that I had never found.
Lending a helping hand,
you pulled me off the ground.

You made me laugh.
You made me smile.
You knew me the best
though it had been a little while.

Nobody knew the
relief you bought.
Through pain or gain,
it was you I sought.

Words are all I have,
so I'm writing it here.
You are the miraculous
answer to my prayer.
@riyasinghrathore : Weeeell....This isn't much...but dil se likha hai. ^_^
"why do you write? they ask.
So I can take my love for you
and give it to the world,
because you won't take it from me"

why do I write? I wondered.
To take my voice, maybe?
and give it to the world,
because I am afraid
that you won't take it seriously



(samber)
a friend of mine wrote the first one :)

11/18/14
those times when no one's around
my voice's the only one I found
my cry's the only one that sound
and my heart's the only one that pounds*



(samber)
11/23/14
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