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 Nov 2016 Katli
SZ
Is there a word for the guilt you get
when someone is being so genuinely nice to you
and it doesn't make you feel anything
when you know that it should?
This is why I don't like being around people anymore.
Ever since you left,
I've been constantly trying to figure out
if I actually still care about anyone
or if I just tell myself I do because I want to believe it.
The way that I am now is similar
to how you have been since before I even met you.
So I just want to know,
who was it that you loved?
 Nov 2016 Katli
Climactic Poet
You have always been
There has never been

anyone

but you.

And yet it seems like I am competing
with the world,
with your life’s pace
with a dozen other hers
to whom I could never compare

and yet to me,
even when you choose not to fight,
you always win.
Always.

I have always been there
I still am
I will be here
waiting
painstakingly,
for the clock to move
and until then
I will still be here.

I cannot count how many times I have already
consoled you from the deepest pains,
and truly, with every word I say,
I hurt as much.

I hurt because I hurt for you,
I hurt because of you
but  most of all,
I hurt because you were never true.

It’s quite ironic that I am still waiting for you
Even when I know “you” will never come
I hope this faith lives on

or else…
#Aspetta
# Italia # Waiting
 Nov 2016 Katli
Jellyfish
9
 Nov 2016 Katli
Jellyfish
9
We said goodnight
Only an hour ago
My heart feels tight,
Where does the time go?

It'll only be a while longer
Before we'll be together
I know there's bruises
And scars on us too...

But I know we'll make it through.

You make my heart melt
Just by laughing with me
I can only imagine how I'll feel
While you're hugging me.

I want to hold your hand.
Goodnight husband
 Nov 2016 Katli
Austin Heath
I’ve been here before,
But somehow I was wiser
Back then, and lost now.

Doors open loudly,
Mysteries pouring out like
A broken faucet.

Hands reaching to me,
Pulling me to mouths eager
To devour me whole.

They take me apart,
Curious like a child with
A shiny new toy.

Then they put me back
Pieces missing, out of place,
Or just plain broken.

Eager to taste me,
Touch me into pieces though
I’ve been here before.
 Oct 2016 Katli
Sk Abdul Aziz
Love doesn't aim to control or curb or force...rather it encourages, supports and persuades..if it does the former...then it isn't and cannot be love.
 Oct 2016 Katli
Wanderer
If I were a tree
I would sway in the wind
Letting my leaves tremble and shake
Feeling the freedom of air all around them
For just a moment
they would understand the birds
The thrill of freely flying through the air
with nothing to ground them

I would let the birds
sit on my branches
feeling for a second
what it is like
to be supported, to be rooted
to have something to keep you from falling

Each will envy the other
not realizing what they have
would be a dream to another
inspired by a boring day in class sitting by a big window
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