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girl Jun 2016
our skin so delicate, so crude
we lie; beside each other & to each other
two tempered minds, wounded skins on the Amsterdam skinny bridge
letting the night to devour us into the darkness of its sky
hurt, tapered, and used
but we still are news
to each of our owns
girl Apr 2016
Stay; love him in spite of his stumbles.
Honey, people are chaotic, imperfect and tattered.
You'll never be good enough for everyone, but to him;
he sees only you in this selfish, egocentric and whirling world where life is supposed to be lived.
Ironic isn't it? Living the life that is full of toxic beliefs and towards the non-existence eventually;
inevitable death but avertable life.
girl Oct 2015
I wonder what you think about when you can’t go to sleep at night.

What do you think of when you’re lying on your bed, staring at the blank spaces, muffed in the blanket you’ve had since 5.

Do you stil need to put on those indie records on the defaced  HMV Fiesta your french neighbor gifted you with?

Do you stil need someone to read to you your favourite “Tender Is the Night” for the rest of the night?

Oh how I miss when you would loll back to me while you reverberate these words, “hard to sit here and be close to you, and not kiss you.”

You pull me in, as the souls of our youth radiate through the night
You lay me down, as the moon watch over this witless night

What we wouldn't know is,
Past this adrenaline of desires,
Are torrents of pain and pretence
The darkest of the night pulls us all
In a pool of deception
  Jun 2015 girl
AM
The broken pieces of my heart make his a whole
girl May 2015
Oh boy, I heard
that you're starting a new life
with someone you barely know
you said you're going to love her
as much as you loved me
Boy you're wrong, you wouldn't
she would love you, less,
less than minet
your love would be a stain
a stain of my love

you'll never be yourself with her
that radiant laughter, that childlike smile
it has disappeared since you walked that mile,
away from my life

Our love,
she'll never get that
she'll never give that

Darling
you need me
I need you

Where does this love end?
Where does our lives lead to?
Where is the old you, that loved me dearly?
Where does my broken heart go?

tell me,
tell me a place to where I can stop
answer me,
but you wouldn't

answers to my questions
I will never get, as, darling,
you were never mine to ask
girl Apr 2015
I was a disregard
someone you’d not stay with
everything about you, mended my heart
yet you let it descend

That Monday morning,
And in the moments beyond oblivion
we engulfed ourselves in rusts of our companionship;
our arms nudging as we sat in the last train cabin
your heavy breath on my shoulder,
my eyes lowered in gaze,
your arms warmly embraced.

and, a sudden thread of silence came in
from the depths of your soul,
you whispered you love me

the rush in my body escalated
then I realized,
this is all a transient hope
you'll bid goodbye in the fragment of time


you were gone,
you left me in this pretence of love,
you ripped every part of me along,
you were gone,
and so was I
A poem I wrote for a friend of mine who recently went through a tough and hollow time.
girl Mar 2015
He slowly reached out towards me
gently pressing his right hand to the heart beneath my chest
and following the third beat radiated into his palm, he said:

Tell me, do you believe in life without love?

     -  Mustafa Tattan


She looked into my eyes; finding for the darkest abyss
her coveted gaze doused me in fervour
and in one blink of an eye, she asked:

Tell me now, do you believe in life without us?

-  Noorul Ain
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