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KN Nov 4
A shattered being is all I want from destiny,
Oh my beloved one, would you put me together?

My smithereens perk up by your only glance,
Oh my beloved, would you not let the moon steal your sight?

The raven black of your eyes sink my ship in,
Oh my beloved, would you let this dream shatter me more?

Again my being is lost in the wind's beat,
Oh my beloved, would you let loose the words in a talk?

It is the night, heavy with whispers and sighs,
Oh my beloved, would you confront my love and then abolish it?

In the stillness, where shadows dance like memories,
Oh my beloved, would you weave our hearts into a single thread?

Let the stars witness this fragile truth,
Oh my beloved, would you hold my fragments until dawn breaks?
The above poem is not entirely mine but its a serenade that my grandpa used to sing for my grandma in their youth. He passed away recently so I decided to pen it down in my imperfect manner.
Oct 29 · 29
Of course I had!
KN Oct 29
That part of me did frown.
Never knew the way down.
Of course, I had hope,
I had my winds, I had my flows.
Of course, I had my thoughts!

Believed you'd put me down,
yet I wanted the crown.
Of course, I had my word,
I had my praises, I had my voices.
Of course, I had my thoughts!

Danced the starry night,
swayed the wine glass.
Of course, I had my humor,
I had my cons, I had my emblems.
Of course, I had my thoughts!

Drenched in the rain's wrath,
along with your poetic voice.
Of course, I had my manners,
I had my noises, I had my pros.
Of course, I had my thoughts!
I don't write perfectly but I have this believe that there's no perfections margin when it comes to pouring out our thoughts in poetry.
Oct 29 · 44
I am afraid!
KN Oct 29
I am afraid of just leafing through the books,
keeping my eyes open but deceived by their looks!

I am afraid of the yellowness of the scattered autumn leaves,
indicating that there's a long pause before the green.

I am afraid of the silence of my thoughts
but even frightened by the chaos of another day's non-stops.

I am afraid of the past and the future I won't know,
and how my immense potential will seize the flow and go!

I am afraid that I won't be afraid tomorrow,
the fear backing me up and sailing my ship's flow!
Its just some random thoughts, imperfectly written!

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