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I love you like clocks
breaking their arms
on my bed,
trying to stop time
from making me forget
what you looked like.
I guess
poetry can be used
to inspire resolve

but I'm looking for
the kind of direct, boldface salve
that spawns trust, eats doubt
and sifts the tar from under my ribs

"The medium is the message."
- **** McLuhan said
 Mar 2017 Ayesha Khan
Arjun Tyagi
Embarrassing,
Each time, I remain a passer by.
She walks past, smiling,
Perfume wafting, shark to blood,
I follow yet remain wary.
If only, when she looked at me,
Said hello,
That one and only time,
If only the sound I made then was my own,
And not the frogs in my throat.
 Mar 2017 Ayesha Khan
Arjun Tyagi
Red of her nail,
Leaves it's kiss upon skin,
Peeling secrets from layer
Upon layer of him.
Red of her nail
Grazing a neck in sleep
A woman's vengeance
Is not bitter, only sweet
Red of her nail,
Points at places,
Where love between them
Was thin as laces.
Red of her nail
motions him on his knees
Put heel to head
A Domina, a Queen
Red of her nail,
Never faded while she tied,
a tie as he left home,
A day already bright.
Red of her nail
On the doorknob
As soon as she finds
Her trust has been robbed
Red of her nail,
A caress on my head.
Red of her nail
*A woman is sharper than a blade
 Mar 2017 Ayesha Khan
Arjun Tyagi
Seize me.
Cease me.
Sleepless fits,
Nightmare fuel, endless rain.
Grinding midnight bones,
Like a demonic epilepsy,
I am the sum of Pain.
Netherworld, Asgard, Helheim I have roamed,
Only to wait for you, from the Dreamscape,
To come home.
 Mar 2017 Ayesha Khan
Arjun Tyagi
Hey
Can I call you stardust?
Can I call you by names
That corroded.. with time's rust?

Hey
Will you remember?
Will you ever wonder
If our lives before.. were better?

Hey
What if I was less than
A human in the present?
Would I recognize us then?

Hey
Have you never felt it?
The reason we have seen this?
It is not..coincidence.

Hey
The skies are now tainted
Billion years faded
Our wait at last...Is ended.

Hey
May I sing you a layby
Have  you in my cradle
And send you..To the light?
I thought I saw you yesterday
Just walking down the street
But it was only someone who looked like you

I thought I felt you last night
Hugging me close so I wasn't afraid
But it was only a dream that I soon woke from

I thought I heard you this morning
Calling my name from the kitchen
But it was only my sister using a funny voice

I thought you were with me just now
Telling me everything would be okay
But it was only the thoughts inside my own head
Missing you
Everywhere I turn, you seem to be there. It's like your ghost is following me around. I don't know how much longer I can take this.
 Feb 2017 Ayesha Khan
leah
i miss you
and the words you spoke
and the poems you wrote.

i miss you
and your pretty eyes,
and our sleepless nights,
and your lovely lies.

i miss you,
and your messy hair,
and your artsy flare.

i miss you,
and i miss us,
and i really,
really miss
the way we loved.
hi i wrote this in like two minutes, and i think the ending could use a lil work. leave feed back , its always greatly appreciated!!
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