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raudha Jun 2013
pearl white skin
flushed red cheeks
my porcelain child
what had made you shy?

the world is cruel
your curls so golden
just beware of this place
it drains your glory away

a boy's staring
now i see why
he took your breath
and you returned a shy

porcelain child
with looks of a china doll
isn't your heart's as fragile
as the wings of a butterfly?

my dear doll
please take good care
the world's a cruel place
just don't you ever forget that
raudha Jun 2013
a whistle of the night
the sudden approach of light
mr moon's so bright
he's looking lovely tonight

crickets chirped in delight
leaves danced in the twilight
i laid down my rushlight
in hopes of your height

with you in sight
my heart went, "there's my knight"
you held me tight
and we danced in the moonlight

we became our own playwright
and it seems alright
because in the highlight
the main characters were you and me at post-midnight

birds chirped at the speck of daylight
a gentle reminder for my knight
he held me tight
as he whispered, "i'll be back tonight"

my knight is a wight
and he was long blight
these days mr moon has been in eyesight
oh how i hope he would shine brightly every night
raudha Jun 2013
be

(c)areful of your thoughts
(u)ndeserving as it seems &
(r)un through fields of
(i)deas with an
(o)pen mind that'll
(s)lowly guide you
raudha Jun 2013
dark streets
blurred lights
the rain has fallen
into the night

d
   r
     i
      p and
               drops
went the raindrops
i looked out of my window
oh what a weather to see

as the rain starts to pour
i can't help but to think of you more
wondering where you are
thinking of where you might have been

like beaded pearls
the rain continues falling
into my thoughts
i began drowning

i can only pray
that you could be here with me too
but here i am
in too deep with the tears
raudha Jun 2013
they say follow your heart
follow your soul

but question
does your heart follow your soul
or does it have a mind of its own?

because if it isn't otherwise
i think it's time for god to put me under the knife

my heart has a mind of its own
a stubborn one that is
it's hard to not give in
especially since its one that refuses to be dismissed

my soul is light
it's a drifter they say
but what can it do
when it's anchored by the heart?
raudha Jun 2013
small hours
drinks were higher
we met at the wrong place
with our blood warmth face

a moment of chase
a number of rejections
endless nights of crying
endless twinkles of trying

you held me in your arms
you stitched up the seams
from that day on
i vowed to give you everything you need

there wasn't a day without a storm
nor the rain or the clouds overhead
neither was there a bit
I didn't looked forward into meeting you in all days

it's sick to think of how much you're adored
when you first walked in
cherished by many
but loved by one

now that this is gone
a part of me has drifted too
I don't know where it is to
but I hope it's with you

with this our chapter has closed
sealed and locked kept in the back of our minds
and if chanced upon it
I'll smile

for you were once my reason to love and to smile
raudha Jun 2013
I wonder if you’re fine
I wonder what’s on your mind
I’m sorry if I sound inquisitive
Because I don’t want you negative
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