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Ceryn Apr 2014
Every time I look at your face, or just read your name
there's a sudden feeling that things will no longer be the same
there's a painful rush on my cheeks
anticipating for yet another river of tears
and a bitter wrecking sensation deep inside
my head, my mind, my heart, my soul.

Can you feel how badly I miss you?
Just wanting to be touched by you,
aching to hear you say those words again,
longing for that one thing I've always dreamed of
and that's to be forever with you,
even when reality tells us now
that we can no longer be, anyhow
for we both have big lives to live
and pretty soon enough
you're finally bound to leave.

But no matter what happens to us, though apart,
know that you'll always have a special place in my heart,
that if ever you fail to look for what you need
there's always someone waiting for you here.

I may not be the one that you die for
but unless you say goodbye forevermore
in my heart is where our memories will be stored
like the best gem among some other brilliant stones.

I'd like to end my bittersweet poem,
with a message quoted from a song,

The rainbow will end in the palm of your hand;
don't ever let it go.
When the stars won't shine anymore,
I'll be there...


always remember those lines,
and you'll feel me by your side.

Well, so long...
P.S.

You may have never known
but it was really you who fought my raging storms
and brought my sun back again
and cast a ray of sunshine
despite yesterday's rain.

But now that you're going away
and here is where I have to stay
let me tell you everything
through a simple poem.

I will never forget you,
nor the memories we had before.
Not even the words you would always say,
never the feelings that made my days.

I will never forget the guy
who made me feel I'm a different kind
Thank you so much for everything.
If even possible, I'll still be here...

waiting.

:'(
Ceryn Mar 2014
Can you not cry out?
You weren't hurt.
I wasn't either.
None of us seemed to care.
No one around us would even bother.

But I know what not to spare,
not your love that's colder than winter.
And do you know what makes me sadder?
It's when I never saw you there
standing still, shedding tears
asking me to live for years
'cause what you only wanted me to say
is that love has never come our way.
Glad you turned my lips to grey.

You pulled the trigger
and took my breath away,
in another way.

Do not weep on my rock,
or tell lies about man's luck.
'Cause I won't ever leave you alone
Look inside my crevices,
it's where you will be thrown.

Young man, keep calm
Keep your faith real tighter
Wipe my blood and don't seem sober
I won't leave til the very last thunder.
Ceryn Mar 2014
I've cut our connections
and burnt my poor illusions
and tempting provocations
like eternal frustrations
for such hopeless situations
gave me a lot of delusions
and lessened reservations
to hide my expectations
and lamest inhibition
like a huge botheration
to one whose intentions
has faded into oblivion
and nasty desolation.
Ceryn Mar 2014
I was inspired by the many cynical minds
from yesterday and behind,
by countless events of outrage
that poisoned and amazed
the universe that once censured my kind.
But I am not backing down
for in the years to come, you'll see me rise
not away from everyone's judgmental eyes
but with fiery flash, I'll have to burn your pride
and jest the world with my old despicable style.
Pardon my style, but my words and emotions won't cease to rhyme.
Ceryn Mar 2014
She looked older than the years she had born in there
that which caused her to own that odd grey hair
covering her countenance that was once pretty fair
now, out of nowhere, a portrait of despair.

She resorts to lock her sight on black and dried up roses
holding her book of poems that only burnt her wishes
to create a song that made her miss his soft caress
a sober spring tune from a grief-stricken mistress.

Been there from the place where they had first met
when she cries, she remembers what not to regret
hard knock of nostalgia, no one can seem to interpret
caustic flashbacks she can never eschew nor forget.

She knew she'll have to recover before the pain rages on
Again, as this tormenting struggle then continues to go on
No one can tell her how she can finally be able to move on
But memories of the truest love shall always stay and live on.
When a loved one loses a loved one, you just but feel it, too.
Ceryn Mar 2014
I don't want to go out and face the sunshine
when all that's reflected on my face and whole life
are the jagged wounds caused by last night's vicious rains,
the asperities of the storm that attacked my sunny days.

I just want to stay here forever (I dare ya'll)
amid great poets' lengthy chronicles and tell-all
inspired by life and love and hope and rebirth
the perpetuation of their luscious grudges beneath the earth.

As I crave for more chancy ideas to come out through words
I desire to ****** my people with a nasty yet vague curse
That whoever imperils me with anything but one shrewd call
In my deathly poetic verses, expect your worst and loudest brawl.
Ceryn Mar 2014
I got to let go now
but not sure which way to go
or which road to tread on
when I know I still need you
by my side to carry on.

I've been pushing them away
regret is all that's left to stay
perhaps, I need some time to grow
to bring back my lively glow
'cause I have thrown my days away.

Somehow, I want to tell you much
or make you feel my scorching touch
my heart races as I see your face
or even just upon hearing your name
it doesn't really go away that fast.

You left me waiting, wanting to be free
but all you ever made me see
I got no chance to feel true love
all I deserve is some game of luck
in your love, I'd be forever stuck.

*I didn't mean to be so foolish
I didn't dream to be enslaved
In love, I've always been so stupid
But my heart will always feel the same
Yet time will come that we'll both come to know
You'll have to regret your make-believe show
Take your own pains away and let go
Because I am not going to be there anymore.
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