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I travel cities with eager and hope ,
I leave home as if I won't get back ,
It's a beautiful pain ,the one that wakes a man out bed early.

In the mixture of emotions it comes ,
Like another episode.
Curious to explore and expect ,
This is when love is no more admired,
But felt like a curse.

On arrival no hurry to meet ,greet or call.
Above ignorance is disrespect but more of excuses,
It's the day I was aware ,it was no love
But a bluff

Do you speak of future we shall spend time together,and no hurry to spend time together?
What does future relate with now ?
Is one immature or just uninterested?
When love with words is just a lie and actions speaking differently is another heartbreak.
Sitting on the wire she glooms and alone
β€˜Down forth’ all beckon,
β€˜Bits of bread are there
Pick up lest the other demands share’.
The lame bird ***** in the air
Rolling down from her breast a feather,
Pecking a bit with a sense
The escorts saving by defence.
A hunter hits like the lightning from the blue
None finds out yet its clue,
Concreted blood splitting and dog's spittle
Absence of delay makes her utmost brittle,
The barking dogs in the narrow city
Whose have with her no affinity,
All green leaves falling upon ground
That is for love beyond of bound,
Odium! Odium! to the merciless beings
The supreme creatures for whom so long she sings.
You are broken somewhere
scattered pieces drifting
breath catching for a moment
just to borrow one more second of life.
And still you go on
still you walk beside life
as if it were an old companion.
You nod where others nod
matching their yes with your yes
half whole, half empty
carrying the weight of hollowness.
In night upon night, in day upon day
you balance the scales
paying with silence
with the left fragments of yourself.
I salute you,
for who else keeps moving like this?
If not good, then who is good?
If not you, then who?
A tribute to the ones carrying on with life despite being broken and incomplete.
jasmine 5d
As i fly above angry waves
Dark and deep with my fears
I see my life flash before me
Memory after memory
Lost over the sea of darkness

I know not the path i will go
The wind blows me every which way
I struggle against her breath
When finally i fall into this sea

The darkness swallows me
I am alone
I cannot see
Here my mistakes taunt me
Here they are waiting
The other day I wrote this about my dad, I was thinking, β€œHe must be scared of death.” Reading this over again now I’ve realized, I don’t know who I was thinking about.
Have you ever
stood outside after a hard rain
sun low on the horizon
the slightest touch of darkness
caressing the edges
birdsong floating on silent air
Have you ever
been so moved by the enduring music
Goddess kissing your inner ear
soaking into your brain and
emerging as free flowing tears
emotion a tingling tightness
heart through the fingertips
Have you ever
felt the gravity increase
while the burden gets lighter
the simplicity of the complex
as sounds that can only exist
while complicated interpretations
dissolve in the pure
definition assigned by consciousness
as birds simply are birds
Think of salvation
Desires vanishes
It not only to you
But releases many
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