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And the sun is rising.
A crisp winter dawn is giving birth to this great city.
Rays of light kissing one way signs with promises amidst the building chaos.
The ear-spitting labour song gathers momentum and breaks into a cacophony
of horns panting, rails screeching, breaks shushing,
crowds pushing, rushing to the sound of can I get a hoagie?
a bagel, black coffee, eggs
scrambled into the pulsating clouds
light with smiles and heavy with the fuming of exhaust pipes
contracting to the crowning of car bonnets and head lamps and taxi cab signs
dancing in a place, to a pace and a rhythm constructed, conducted
by a lone woman in blue with benign brown eyes
leading a symphony of brake light beating, feet pounding, bus groaning,
venders sighing, newborns crying, school bus squealing,
pedal revving, fingers drumming, foot tapping pedestrians building
to erupt in a crescendo of a man asking to buy a cigarette for a dollar
and refusing to accept it for free.
To a heavy building door held open by a New York giant inviting me in;
welcoming me to the raw, ragged, rich, beautiful carnage
of the afterbirth.
 Dec 2013 Niveda Nahta
Bilal Kaci
She’s behind the glass barricade
Sheltered from ruthless spectators
Knocking and making faces
In the strobe of their
Disposable cameras

She’s crossing her legs
And twirling her hair

*I’m on the outside as well...
But I know there is much more
Going on in that
Tangled mind of yours
Than these people want
To believe
© 2013 Bilal Kaci (All rights reserved)
The winter gleam of the sun
off the snow, gray clouds dulling
the sparkle, shined through your window
onto my pale cheek at nine in the morning.
You were laying down as I sat up on your bed
trying not to lean back onto your feet.
Your black hair stood up on one side,
a giant curl falling just above your eyebrow,
and your thick lips parted just enough
to let out a small breaths that smelled like
stale beer and a ****** memory.
I pulled my feet up on the metal ledge
that supported your bed,
resting my elbows on my knees
so my hands could cradle my chin.

I pushed back my hair as I saw you move
out of my sideways look,
you rolled on your back, arms above your head
a false halo made of your hands,
baring your scruffy chest and chubby waistline.

I played with the corner of your sheets,
folding the flap up and back,
your snore my metronome one beat off
of my heart.

You took a big part of me and I'm sitting here
scanning your room trying to see if you
stashed it in a corner or if you hid it
somewhere I can't see.
You took a big part of me.
 Dec 2013 Niveda Nahta
Amy
When I think back of our time,
I think about our fights.
The only time I could see a glimpse of the real you,
real, pure and passionate.
Honest and sincere, you were my light.
It made me feel weird, yet I needed it sometimes.
Just to feel alright, to feel your fire raging.
Through me.
Though that passion hit me hard, it made me feel alive.
The energy from your thunder,
made my body go insane, heartbeat racing
and adrenalin pumping through my veins.
You in our fights were like a thunder in a stormy night.
And without your thunder, the night doesn't comfort me.
**Not anymore.
 Dec 2013 Niveda Nahta
REAL
into the sea we go
swim all the way to the bottom
until we find the ocean in us
ohh ohh ohh

now tell now tell
were does the time go when your
head hits the clouds
WHOA
i took a bit of you
and you took a bit of me
i guess we all ******

oh oh oh oh
grass skin grows on my bones
and am growing out of this winter
running with the air that intangles me

now am flying
flying
oh oh oh oh
looking
finding
the way i should hold your heart
in my eyes

oh oh now tell me
tell me
tell me
were did the time go
when my head hit the clouds
in early september?!
 Dec 2013 Niveda Nahta
REAL
lost lost lost lost
am i actually lost?
lost in the world i am
and hell im enjoying it
running through these foggy parks
not knowing were am going
what am going to run to'

MY head is
lost in this lust of the world

my eyes
my eyes
fell into the
dew of the morning
and now
feel me
falling out
falling out
of this sticky honey
i got into

oh oh
oh oh
ran into
this forest

and now am running on sea
...
 Dec 2013 Niveda Nahta
REAL
my brain is laughing
and i am triping the light fantastic
and i wish you trip the light fantastic with me
but i saw you grooving  with another man
...to bad i guess
i'll just dance under this light
that keeps me moving
 Dec 2013 Niveda Nahta
REAL
To all this rust
we just need to adjust
 Dec 2013 Niveda Nahta
REAL
the day turned into honey
my lungs filled with its sweet taste

and my heart beat fell
i couldnt see around myself

i am stuck...
stuck...
on your skin

the taste doesnt leave the back of my mouth
and thickness doent leave my eyes

wash me down
wash me down

now...
your maple honey skin
is drowning me
 Dec 2013 Niveda Nahta
REAL
i biked today
down that street
down that field

the snow gathered onto my tires
and my bike came to a stop
and i flipped onto to my back
the bike rode off and fell on its side
the wheel was still turning

my touque covered in snow
and my bare hands getting cold real fast

i layed there looking at the clouds
looking at my frozen breath escape into the air

i looked to my sides
and i was sinking
into this white sea
the sea
of lost memories

i looked back up
and i thought
to myself...even the voice in my head was shivering
"how did this come to be?"
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