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 Mar 7 jewel
Safana
In the hush of night, a star so bright,
Silent beauty, pure and light.
Sadiya, my love, you captivate,
In your presence, my heart does elevate.

With grace unseen, you walk the earth,
A silent beauty, a wondrous birth.
In your eyes, the world finds peace,
A love so deep, it will never cease.

Silent beauty, your essence flows,
In every whisper, my heart knows.
Sadiya, with a tender touch,
You heal my soul, you mean so much.

In silent moments, love’s refrain,
With every glance, you ease the pain.
Your beauty speaks without a word,
In your silence, love is heard.

Oh Sadiya, my heart’s delight,
Silent beauty, shining bright.
With every breath, my love you see,
In silent beauty, you and me.

 Mar 7 jewel
cianni
even now, i'm almost as high as i want to be.

indulging in the first bite of the apple was always a thing for me.

and i take my time with it.
 Mar 7 jewel
hannah miller
do you know the weight of it?
clawing your way up
test after test,
year after year,
to be the perfect reflection of the dreams they have for you,
those that are now your own.
where your worth now hangs.

when they see the prize,
they say, 'oh it comes so easily to her'

Easily?

i bled for this.
i screamt for this.
and my mind?
it whispers
'this is just what you're supposed to do'
you are 'gifted'
its your mere responsibility.
nothing to celebrate. nothing special.

isnt it?
when there are two voices in your mind
one scorning your inadequacy,
the other a desperate, fragile echo of perceived success,
constantly vying, and battling to beat the other;
you yourself get lost in the middle.

7th mar, 25
 Mar 7 jewel
kohu
im livid, writhing with rage
my head is jumbled and aching
no pills, no sleep—i am devoured

because i give and give and give
and they take and rip and shred

rip the flesh, rip the bone
take the arteries
from my heart
steal my blood, flee away

im drowning, im burning
my head is slipping, fracturing
hands clawing at my throat

water like fire takes my air
i can’t breathe, i can’t rest
and my lungs burn
before they’re taken too

my limbs contort, twist, then crack
i try to carve my way out
but im buried deep
tendrils coiled, unbreaking

raging, writhing, war in my head
i feel the lumps press against my skull
i crave to dig them out
my hands grip my hair
nails sinking in

but i fail
sinking deeper, heavy limbs
lungs rupture, body thrashes
the current pulls, the dark consumes
in the end
im wailing in water
a vent because i ******* hate the world and want to rip my body apart
 Mar 7 jewel
Anika Parihar
I love sun-drenched afternoons when the world seems softer,

when people seem to be going about their day as usual,
but they seem more at peace.

when I can hear every sound around me,
but my mind feels silent.

when I'm walking towards my destination,
but I feel like I'm walking aimlessly in solace.

something so nostalgic, something so special, wish I could relish in this reverie forever.
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