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oguh stanley Oct 2016
Alone in the darkness; inside a broken heart,
Sitting on the throne of pain; a remaining particle of a broken soul,
My wound is love; it has once been my anchorage and my port of will in this abstruse world,
My pen is bleeding dark ink; feebly searching for emotional resilience,
maps of tears stain searching for pathway to the island of bliss,
What else but Love; the reason for my pain; the reason for the scar of misery I bear,
The anguish and despair masking these emotional challenges I raced,
the torment of the soul i enrage and shadows of the abyss that follow me to every place,
if you could understand the language of my heart,
the silent screams; the violent dreams echoing beneath the pit of my fragile mind,
Concealing the lingering shiver of hurts with fake smiles,
Trying to forget the lies and how deep fake love hurts,
Exhausting my emotional strength fighting this sting of pain,
The pain that cannot be expressed in words but crying,
Sitting in the darkness; tears flowing from my eyes like streams,
Cursing the heartless; for ruining my life and killing my dreams,
Questioning myself if it was possible for my heart to be fixed and repaired?
The shadow on the wall with fear instilled and despairs,
Sitting in the darkness with no hope remaining,
With nothing but a broken heart in the wish that life would replace it.
oguh stanley Oct 2016
If I had only known you'd give just one thing to me; torrent of pain,
Not the sweet promises; not the nuptial vows but my tears as rain.
You promised you would cherish me until we both grew old,
The only vows you took to heart was "To Have" and "To Hold".
"To Have" me? I'm a prisoner; an object to your frustration and your hard bent will,
"To Hold" me? Yes; your look of disgust towards me only hold up to quantify the hatred you feel.
The hardest to bear isn't the countless emotional wounds nor the rain of slaps and the shove,
nor your act of tyranny; the sting of your hurting words; like a black velvet glove.
But scars all around my fragile heart as a result of being your bride,
As a result of being a woman; a broken woman who you crush her dignity and pride.
through countless of nights I fed from your fist; drinking from your well of serene madness,
to the morning where your palms does the paintings on my face; wiping away my make-up of happiness.  
If only I could tell my story; if only you could taste the sour taste of bliss in my tears,
If only you would have a view into my secret hell; my world blazing with fears.
If only you would realise am your wife; your better half and not an object of your hate,
Not a black hole to fill your anger but your life parthner and your soulmate.
If only you would come to understand me; if only you would realise this,
My husband; we would not only live in peace but in absolute bliss.
oguh stanley Mar 2016
For all the steps that were never taken;Dreams yet to be awaken
Moments that were never made;Memories that will never fade
Actions that went awfully wrong;Betrayer that made me strong
Questions left unanswered;Prayers that were never answered
Friends that turned foes;People that stepped on my toes
Enemies made in the neighborhood ;Friendship that turn into brotherhood
Lessons that were learnt;Emotional fight that got my heart burnt
Hate that almost tore me apart;Love that find it way to my heart
Words that were left unsaid;All the tears that were shed
Heart that were left untouched;Lives that were never touched
The eternal silence that got broken;The dooms that gave no token
Challenges that got my knees to the ground;Circumstances that turned my life around
Decisions that were made right;The darkness that turned into light
Waves of emotion that lasted for a while;memories that made me smile
Weaknesses that beget strength;Choices that went arms length
The restless and eager wraith;Fears that turned into faith
The sorrows that turned happiness;The joy that drove away sadness
Tears that turned into laughter;My life in a whole new chapter
I will go on living my life instead;My entire world that still lies ahead
Inspite of all the wrongs and threat;My life is that of no regret
oguh stanley Mar 2016
My heart beats a song of untold story and rhyme,
A drum like rhythm to flow and find the end of  time.
Your beauty forever etched into the orifice of my mind,
And the world passing by; forever leaving us behind.
With thoughts of you filling my empty head,
And the touch of your love upon my very breath.
We once thought life was just a deadly test,
How wrong were we when we are to face a heavy death.
In your absence my heart beats faster than it ever would,
as both mind and heart miss you more than they possibly could.
I can't imagine living a life without you ever being in it,
you are forever in my heart; being as you always should.
Wind chimes sound sweet in a breeze but not as your voice,
the morning skies ablaze by the sun's morning light.
Bliss can only be justified in the pleasantness of your joy,
forever sounding out and away some mourning cries.
Your aura is that of divine singing from the seventh,
A beauty rarely found within all of the corners of heaven.
If grace was defined then surely it is by your blessing,
an angel not taught to us in any of our lessons.
Do your wings caress the passing clouds so gentle,
your halo touching the edge of the universe's temple.
Your shroud so pristine; so white; the colour an angel wears,
A beauty that would cause even the world to tremble.
Should this ever reach you; know it is a letter from my heart,
Passing through the many dances of the glorious stars.
Royal Mail First Class manages to pierce through the dark.
Read it or discard it; my soul shall never be kept afar.
oguh stanley Mar 2016
Visual chaos runs havoc in a weeping world,
echoes of screaming pain in my bleeding words.
The ocean is made from nothing but tears,
a reflection of the fears we hold and self worth.
The stars are slowly fading away into darkness,
love is dying as everybody is becoming heartless.
It seems evil is free to roam in every path,
could we imagine exactly what the stars felt?
We live our lives on hope; an article now lost,
everything we ever once had is now gone.
Faith and belief are becoming nothing but myths,
and dead are now the dreams we had of bliss.
My pen is hurting at the tip leaking drops of blood ink,
silent screams I can hear synonymous to what i think.
Truth has become what we feared as nightmares,
and yet unaware we remain of what the shadow brings.
I'm lyrically paralyzed when they physically analyze,
Individually agonized as my syllables detect paradise.
We sit back as we watch the world being visibly vandalized,
And how the seekers of truth are ridiculously patronized.
The winds whisper the secrets of life we never found,
The sins linger with the sight of hell and it's sound.
We have lost this war against the creeping shadows,
and are consumed by our thoughts and our doubts.
oguh stanley Mar 2016
Hello bae

   Here I am within the walls of my room with my thoughts starring at the past in comparison with who I am today with that person I was before meeting you. Today I feel happy because I notice at each and every instance the importance you represent to me,you light up my world not only just with your presence but with your radiant smile,a smile so graceful like nothing seen in this world,a healing smile that can caress even the most hurting of hearts,My heart beats a song of untold story,a drum like the rhythm of sweet sensation as bliss can only be justified in the pleasantness of your joy,the moon in prostration to your elegance for you set the bars and measure for perfection,your beauty forever etched into the orifice of my mind,a beauty that would cause even the world to tremble,my head is filled with the thought of you cos you've graced the galleries and template that walled every inch of my heart,you are gorgeous and adorable capable of making me realize how good it is to feel loved,how good it is your presence makes me grow and transform into a better person capable of turning dreams into reality.
My dear my life without you would lack meaning,without you,I would be nothing but a wandering errant searching for my path that could lead me to happiness's door,in your absence my heart beats faster than it ever would,as both my mind and heart miss you more than they possibly could but with you around by my side,everything feels just right. I feel that all this love and care that I share here with you goes both ways and it fills our hearts with peace and joy,gazing endlessly into your deep yet sweet eyes,I realize the tender and pure light that pours from your heart and soul. I shall never let this feeling that joins us perish. Never by any chance let us drift away from love's true path built on complicity and affection.
Should this ever reach you my love, know it is not just a letter from my heart but a letter written with every fiber of true and sincere love echoing beneath the core of my heart....I love you my jewel of inestimable and immeasurable value and I can go any length in the whole world to prove that.

                                                                           Yours lovely
Your Sugar lover
Love
oguh stanley Jan 2016
Do we record our endless thoughts that we think when we wake,
On the bases of reality of life that gives and take
Do we remember how the hurt felt,the pain of misery struck
how the joy of forgiveness erases and endless smile stuck
Do you remember how the tears of hurt drips with so much hoarse
And how the past is forgotten full of remorse.
Do we recognize the hug that hurts and how heartbreak feels
The friendly hand that makes and how true love heals
Do we recall how test and challenges of life breaks us
And how our strive to overcome makes us
Do we reminisce how the cost of betrayal was a cheap bargain
And how we learn to move on and to build trust again
Do we remember how finding true love was so rare
And how faith and trust erases every atom of fear
Do we remember how hatred creeps,the world roves in greed
And how true care stood as we sang the rhyme of love in a creed
Do we remember the obnoxious past,the wrong turns and harsh choice
And how we live to learn and speak with the right voice
Do we remember the road not taken,the choice not made
And how we finally understood that life is a beauty that will never fade
Do we recall the intriguing fear of death,the shadow it looms with
And how hope of heaven was the life in us,the spectrum of miracle it shines with
Do we now know not to forget life is a beautiful mystery our minds can never understand,
And how gospel of its gift of abyss and bliss intertwined
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