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I am an exquisite soul,
child of sheltered creative spirits
In my veins run the colorful blood flowing with rhythm
The air I breathe feels like drips of rain
in alternating rhyme scheme
Stop me from spilling my ink
and I will still bleed with words
upon the sheets of my secluded book

I am a strange hand of nature
creating rainbow in its playground
It is not my duty to paint the sky with hues,
but what I do creates strength of my palm
I bleed with words
I breathe love, hope and faith
You can stop me from breathing my thoughts
by taking out my heart

For I am an exquisite soul
who always bleed with words
upon the sheets of my secluded book.

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An artist...
 Nov 2015 Maha Salman
Dead lover
Although all poets write well, only those becomes popular who learn to respect the work of others..
This is what my favorite teacher used to say.. " do you know what makes a person's work more important?
the ability of the work to adjust with the reader, and that adjustment is only possible when - you learn to respect the sentiments and style of how all express and that's the way you should write.. "

She died in a car mishap, 1 and half year... I posted this in her memory, because If we see - its not just about a writer and his readers, its about all, about everything in fact..
 Nov 2015 Maha Salman
Dead lover
My lust, my thirst,
Day by day happen to increase,
But the truth is it darling,
That my life till date has been cease (d)
She's a woman of integrity,
She recognises her beauty,
And her specialty.
Knowing she's not perfect,
She reflects before she can react,
She may not be every mans desire,
But that doesn't matter because its not something to require,
Love and total attention from one is enough,
Lots of times she laughs,
At times she even bluffs,
When life gets rough,
She gets tough,
She's a survivor,
Her familys reviver.
She's a woman,
A woman of integrity.
It goes beyond the ears,
It moves deeper inside,
It speaks to the heart and soul,
And the body,
Music is influential,
Its  beautiful,
And its very  powerful.
Tastes good though lethal.
It doesn't satisfy,
It enslaves
Us,
And letting go isn't
Easy;it takes
Choice and
action,
Courage and deep determination,
In order to
Win the
War
Battle against self is
A tough one,
But victory
Calls.
I put a wall around my heart
because I'm tired of hurting.
I'm tired of holding the pain
of carrying this burden.
I put a wall around my heart
because it has already broken
and it needs to find reprieve
from the world unforgiven.
I put a wall around my heart
because it needs to find the brave
the brave who would cross the boundary
of blood and pain.
I put a wall around my heart
because it desperately needs saving
from one soul who would truly heal
the scars of its battle.
I put a wall around my heart
because it is the last that I have
It is the last that will hold
the life that I am.
I put a wall around my heart
but one day I am hoping
one day I will be strong enough
to endure.
To feel.
And make myself unbreakable.
One day will surely come
when I'll wake up and thank the stars
that once, I put a wall around my heart.
People say forever is the only kind of perfection
But some say, "No, it's only a deception."
But I do not need forever if there is right now,
I long have accepted that you will leave me somehow.
Every hour is precious, every moment is gold.
You are one of the memories I will always hold.
I long have expected this soon-to-be heartbreak,
So I broke a little bit of mine every time, to ease the pain.
I thank you for the good times, it has been fun and great.
And the next we see each other is a matter of fate.
I will always be wondering what-could-have-beens
And I will always be pondering what-would-it-seems
I don't need forever where I can't have you
So I will settle for an hour where I can hold you
But alas this has come to an end,
So I guess I have to bid you farewell, my friend.
You showed me how finite good days can be
But you gave me perfection in every second, indeed.
I am forever grateful for the finite perfection you have become to me.
 Nov 2015 Maha Salman
winter
i wish for rain
to wash away
my insecurities
my immaturity and impurity
 Nov 2015 Maha Salman
winter
outside i laughed,
but inside i could feel the burn
this is really passive aggressive but i don't know anyone on this site so..
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