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At night, when I close my eyes and try to relax
All the things I have done wrong come before my sight,
I feel suffocated and cry deep inside
"What  have  I  done  ?" , I shout
"Is  that  me  ?" , I doubt
I search for keys to unlock the doors of my mind,
But bad memories are all I find
This isn't how I thought it to be,
This isn't how I wanted myself to be
Sometimes, that's  not what we intend
But the cycle continues and the struggle never ends
Have a seat pal and watch sunset with me
This time of the day tells a lot of  stories as you see
I am not going to talk about the gloomy side of it
So don't think this is how our conversation is going to be
Listen to the songs birds sing as they fly home
No boundaries and check points for them, the sky is free
I wonder if you want to know what I believe
Honey is sweet because of the love of the flower for bee
Beauty comes in all forms
like a garden full of green trees
But this sky will turn red as the sun leaves
And you'll leave too since you've finished your cup of tea
Drinking a cup of tea while sitting beside my window and watching how beautiful nature really is. I wish I could describe it beautifully.
 Jul 2015 Rana Ayman
Mary Wright
why can't we work together
to fix the wounds we've created
fight the urge to continue to battle
let it end and move forward
there's no point in holding on
 Jul 2015 Rana Ayman
Mary Wright
It hurts more and more everyday
keeping this inside

I'm dying to tell you but I can't

I want you to feel the same way
but I don't know if you do

I want to tell you that I love you,
that I only want to be with you
but I couldn't bear the pain of you not saying it back

I couldn't put myself out there
only to be crushed

I can't tell you,
I can't deal with the chance of rejection
 May 2015 Rana Ayman
Eli Hashaw
And the thorn said to the rose,
    "Why do you resent me so and pretend I don't exist when it is I who makes you the beautiful treasure you are?"
And the rose replies,
    "It is true people love to look at me and savor my perfume but had I not you thorns perhaps someone would want to pick me up and take me with them."
    "You belong here grounded in the earth by your roots dear rose.
It is I that protects you from being picked and taken on a journey not your own", responded lovingly the thorn.
 May 2015 Rana Ayman
Mary Wright
starting so innocent, your skin brushed against mine
I knew it was wrong but I wanted it to be fine
I tried to deny my feelings inside
but I couldn't because I urged to be by your side

you said you wanted me to fall, fall for you
but then you left until that wouldn't do
you came back for me but not how I thought
you stayed with me until we fought

you let me go easily, leaving me in pain
we had gotten so close, there was too much to drain
I tried to let you go but there was no point
I was too far in, it was in my joints

I never thought I'd admit the way I feel
but I can't keep it in, I have to be real
yes I'm young and many say this can't be true
but this feeling inside was something new

every time I am with you I fall even more
loving you is nothing like a chore
you got your wish, you reached your goal
but I wish you'd play your role

I could love you forever if you'd let me
but I can't force you, I can't plea
one day I hope you'll feel the same way
but until that day I'll continue to say
I'll love you more and more each and every day
 Mar 2015 Rana Ayman
Natasha
No one loves me
I'm not worth a single drop of blood

It would be wasted
If you spilt it for me

And dry your tears
For I'm the only one that has to cry

This time,
So there's no use shedding them for me

Sometimes, I wish I knew
How to disappear completely

So no one would remember my voice
Have no memories with me

I feel like life
Would merrily move along

If I were just simply
Gone
                     Gone

    Gone.
The titles also a radiohead song. But it doesnt seem like a bad idea. Erase everyones memories of me and just leave. Fall back into the everlong seas of black unconcious and then hopefully to the end of time- the extraterrestrial, super inconcievable meaning of life. I believe we find it when we die. I dont even know, I dont think anyone loves me so its about that time.
 Mar 2015 Rana Ayman
Min Blue
Red lips
Bright eyes
You're my everyday eclipse
A celestial body obscuring other guys

With you
There is no other
The skies may be blue
But with you, it's full of thunder

Sparks fell
Traveling through
Every nerve; every cell
Feelings of love imbued

Celestial you
For you are like a gift from heaven
Supremely good; Forever true
My valuable possession

Do you now see
How much I am in love with you?
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