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Staring at the sea,
saw you riding with the waves
Washed away my tears

Walking near the cliff,
saw you leaping with the bouys
Dived away my fears

Sitting on the street,
saw you tricking with the flips
Kicked away my pains

Waiting for the day,
thaw adventure thoughts of you
I tried to move away

Wishing that some day,
flaws of ours will be clear
So we can start wandering
I was looking straight to the door when you suddenly entered and then stared at me.
I noticed how surprised you were, I can see it in your eyes.
You smiled at me, I noticed how your lips moved.
For a minute or two, my heart beats so fast but the people around us were moving so slow.
I was about to smile back but by the aroma of the coffee inside the shop, I suddenly woke up and then you disappeared.
Maybe one day, we will meet at the coffee shop again somewhere and the timing will be right.
Total stranger you are to me yet our worlds are starting to be one. Thought of you makes me giggle from bright morning to gloomy midnight.

And the stars. Twinkling gracefully as they form newly discovered constellation in my own eyes. Your face. Your smile.

Would I walk with you in the shoreline under the moonlight? Yes, in my best dress, i would. Until we're grey and old.

Your secret smile, the way you intentionally cough before you start talking. I have loved those.

And the way you make me feel everytime i hear your name. It's different.
You are different, my love.
I was inspired by my friend who turns red everytime i mention the name of this one fine man she's crushing over. Haha. I love her anyway.
'Noor' means light.
and just like that, she became invisible
like how humans are oblivious to the
beauty of flowers

yet we are so crazy over roses

her eyes are alluring like the daisies
white petals emblems her
pellucid heart

yet they bat an eye on her

and just like that, she wilted clumsily
as she was only a daisy in the field
of roses
November 22, 2016
If I ever let go, it'll be the worst thing I can imagine;
I'm holding on, to the shadows and the smell of you,
because in a single breath: so much could happen,
I'm holding on, to the thoughts and memories of you.
 Feb 2017 Keng Jalane
Cali
awakening
 Feb 2017 Keng Jalane
Cali
the trees whisper
rustling, gilded intonations-
spilling secrets like honey
into the productive blue sky.
sunlight lurches through the trees
and cracks my foolish skull,
sending all of the thoughts
I had left alone in there
spilling over the golden
dappled forest floor.

you seep into my periphery,
delicate and half formed
amongst the moss and the earthworms.
I smile at the exoskeletons of
decaying memories;
crawl, crustacean-like,
sifting for something more tender-

dredging up phantom images
that flutter lazily across my eyelashes
and come to rest in greedy palms.
breathless mirth
and incorrigible melancholy
commingle in your shadow
and hold me fast.

you and I live and breathe
in the same stratosphere
and I don't quite know how
to let it go.

I miss you, and the words
twist around my fingers
like a rosary, pausing
at the accidental stutter
of my naked heart.
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