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gabrielle Jan 2019
Moon in the east
Sun in the west
makes me want to sleep,
a chest onto rest.

it's illogical that in the -
morning you'll see my Moon,
and later on you'll see my Sun
one that gives me light, one that gives
my everything shine.

oh heavenly beauty
of my Moon and my Sun
'tis the look of what
make my heart run

oh weirdly meeting
of my Moon and my Sun -
it is beautifully shocking
made me love more, these two,
of my Moon and my Sun.

oh, a rendezvous, cool -
of my Moon and my Sun
made me more than a fool,
made my heart break more
of my Moon and my Sun.

why thou ?
i'll tell you two, the Moon and the Sun

the Moon,
my Moon -
whom i love
but doesn't love me back

and the Sun
my Sun -
whom i love
that doesn't love me back

and with that
the meeting of my Moon and my Sun
made me hurt more
knowing that i have two beauties whom i love
that doesn't love me back.
love the sun and the moon
then you'll never get loved back
gabrielle Jan 2019
stars
i'll focus
and you are shaking

stars
my heart is lost
and i am hurting


stars
why?
i am the only one loving
camp out, see stars, recognize the one sided love
gabrielle Jan 2019
i shouted, "i love you"
and you answered me, "who are you"
dear, i felt that
the possibility of loving me is really just a lonely dot.

i was hurt
but i treated that a dirt.
but one taught me to be grateful for everything.
and i'll just thank you even if you did nothing.

i'll just thank you -
even if i was hurting,
even if you don't know me.
i'll just thank you -
even if you don't love me.
reminded me of a poem by michael faudet on winter of summers :
" if you're in a toxic relationship, don't just walk away. run. "
difference is he doesn't know me, what more to be in a relationship. so i'll just run.
gabrielle Jan 2019
To the love's once not back,
To the next, it still isn't back,
To the last, it was never back.
it will never get back
gabrielle Jan 2019
when fire crackers have lit up,
a sounding boom in the sky, up and up.
when the clock turns in one line,
after the fireworks, another is next in line.

then these amazing fireworks scattering,
assured that it was same as loving.
fireworks, breathtaking.
wander about my love, thus you are not loving.

think of my love -
fireworks beautifully, making
people wow
doing unbelievable sights, happiness was all around.

think deeply of my love -
before it begone,
as the fireworks; fading naturally,
fading love, it is now gone.
now faded love,
vanished beauty of the faded
dream of you and me.
perish amidst of amazement
gabrielle Jan 2019
blinded by you
I thought it is love,
mayhaps it was,
it should be love.
I am not aware,
maybe it was more than
just an intense desire.
it was and oblivious
by loving you.
oblivious of my love
gabrielle Jan 2019
loving you
wanting you
needing you
- at this hour of time
was just infatuation?
could've been more than infatuation, more than an intense desire.
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