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- Oct 2016
He
doesn't
write
about
her
anymore
- Dec 2016
Too much heaven
gives you
*hell
- Aug 2016
She was poetry
Nobody ever read
- Mar 2017
I came home,
you were gone.
- May 2016
let's leave
while we
still can
- Jun 2014
She
wrote
letters

He
never
*r e a d
- Jun 2014
You're
the reason

I fear
*death
- Oct 2015
I am not
just your
routine
- Apr 2015
You're my home
Now I'm **homesick
- Apr 2016
Everything
I felt,

You did not
- Apr 2016
Some forevers
only last
for seconds
- Apr 2016
We could've,
but chose
*not to
- Apr 2016
You need not ask,
I'll go
Wish you well.
- Apr 2016
I
don't
want
us
to
end
*babe
- May 2016
Funny,
fooling
myself
"we"
actually
existed
- May 2016
See, I told you
*Nothing mattered
Sky
- Jun 2014
Sky
5:05pm
the sky is confused
the clouds are a blend
of orange and red
yellow and violets
what a moody creation


8:17pm
the sky can no longer hold it, i guess
lightning strikes everywhere
and thunder trembles here and there
the sky is crying


12:38mn*
the sky is calm
but it looks heavy
like the calm after a tantrum
and there are no stars
the sky is sad
- Nov 2014
too much of it means you're not living
too little, and it means the same thing
- Apr 2017
I wanted to shield you from every heartache this world would make you feel
Yet once I let you shatter after my eyes; to this day you can't be healed
- Jan 2017
A lot of people told me
When you passed away
That I may have lost one good soul
But the sky gained another angel

I promised you before you took your last breath, I will look for you
I will make you fall in love with me again, whatever it takes
I will not get tired

But I am getting tired,

"How high do I  have to be before I can say I already am in the sky?"
"How far do I have to reach before I can say that I am already touching a cloud and not just mere water and air?"
"How high is the sky?"
"How far do I have to fly before I meet you again?"



*And as I take my last breath, I knew, the sky is not too far
- Aug 2017
Funny
I guess this heart
is a parking lot

Sometimes full,
often empty
- Dec 2016
I like fireworks
But I love the ones
You make me feel
- May 2016
I am tired
of both wanting to stop
and of wanting for more
- May 2018
And here we are,
surrounded by too many poems;
already too familiar
with what it's like to be a poet
that had his heart broken...

tell me,
I wanna know..
*what it's like to be a poet who has already been healed?
- Dec 2016
***** to stay sad
when people
expect you to be merry

This day
and the coming days
Gotta fake it
- Nov 2016
no matter how odd
or how old
your taste in music is

there will always be someone
who knows the lyrics
to the songs you sing

and when you find her
or when he finds you

*sing along
and play that music
on
and on
and on
- Jan 2017
You are the star I always take a look at every night, I think I get to know you better everyday

But I am wrong

You are the same star that died a long time ago, the same star that may not even know me, the same star too far away to even notice

*And even if you weren't dead; I will be that one thing that would **** to embrace you, and you were the star that would **** me if I attempt to.
- Jan 2017
I am the earth; in hopes of knowing you better, I had to lock you in
& You are the moon, who let yourself be tidally locked so you can keep a part of yourself hidden

And even if it takes
Four billion of my years
I will keep on hoping
That maybe one day
Gravity will let me win,
And you will stop rotating
as you orbit around the earth;
That after all the waiting
I will see the part
*you've been hiding
- Jan 2017
Why do you keep turning my periods to ellipses?
- Sep 2019
I thank God I am alive.
- Jul 2014
They say we die a thousand times before our hearts stop beating
I agree

One is the sigh of a person giving up on you
Another is the grasp of a loved one fading away
When you walk away and no one calls your name
You die again when you hear the goodbye of a person
you thought would stay
You die the minute you realized you wasted your life
on someone or something that isn't even going to happen
When someone you thought cares forgets your birthday,
You die a little bit but live on anyway
You die when someone you knew so well becomes a stranger
& when someone you love doesn't even bother to know you
You die when you feel you're never good enough
You die again when there's no hope
after all that's said and all that's done
You die every time someone leaves
and when someone dies, you die with them

You die a thousand times before your heart stops
And even after that, when one by one people start to forget you,
**you die again
- Mar 2018
I am but a piece of flower, almost withered, never having seen the sun. And there she was, a tulip, never opening up to anyone. Then there were some that come in groups, like orchids - every color there is. My mom and her friends, a bouquet of sunflowers, always looking up the sun. Partners and colleagues, daisies and stargazers. And every other girl you come across with, angel’s breath, roses, lilies and dahlia.

A planet full of women is a garden.
Happy Women’s Day!
- Oct 2016
I miss you
and it hurts
to be able to see you
but can't touch you
nor hug you
nor kiss you
believe me
I want to
(really really bad)
I want to breathe
the air you breathe
I want to hold you tight
too tight it makes me weak
I want to
but I can't

and it hurts so asjkdgksadjfgadskfga bad
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- Sep 2016
here I am lying on the floor
half of my body is outside the door
weird place to be, I thought I was
but I was amused when I realized
how easy it is to be at *two place at once
- Jan 2017
After all the poems she read about love, and all the poems she wrote telling people about what they deserve; she was still defeated.
She still lost, as we all had.

Because the love we deserve may not deserve us, *but it will still have us regardless.
- May 2016
I've been scribbling words about you, I haven't looked at the clock til now - it's 17 minutes past 7. I may be late for work.

I have written several nonsense letters, wondering if I already wasted more ink than I should, thinking how many of these words have you already heard, and doubting if they would mean something more once you read them.

These words, these are the things I want you to know but would never tell you.

But these words, they don't really matter, do they? These words can't make you stay, or flinch even.

Because the things you told me that matter, they didn't. And even if they did, we won't do anything about it.

These letters, they would remain unsent.
- Feb 2017
No matter heavy the world weighs,
I will carry it for you.
- Mar 2017
The tighter I grasp
the more I lose you
the more I try to close the gap
the farther away we grew
- Dec 2016
everytime I hear your name
it kills me

I miss you too much
- Oct 2017
A ceramic vase shattered in front of her eyes, she was not the one at fault, but she fixes it anyway.

Now at 18, a boy’s heart is shattered and he's now in front of her, she was not the one who broke the boy’s heart, but she fixes him anyway.
- Mar 2018
You deserve all the good things this life can offer.

I don’t think I’m one of them.
I’m no good thing.
- Mar 2018
Aren’t you glad that no matter how many times you asked the stars to take you away, they didn’t?
- Dec 2016
. *. *. *. *. * . *. *
EVEN
DEAD
STARS
SHINE
*. *. *. *. *. *. *.
- Oct 2021
You are made by the same hands that made the stars, the moon, and the earth. How dare I compare you to something only a man created - you are not just art, you are something more than that.
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