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 Dec 2014 Rachel Ueda
Traveler
When we laugh
We forget ourselves
Resentful hearts
Collecting dust
On life's shelf
The shining of our souls
Fails to illuminate
The black still buried
In our pockets
In time care will fade back to gray
If you recall
You lost me somewhere along the way
Silence overtakes me as the song ends
Soon enough
Restless heart's shall grow resentful
Once again...
Traveler Tim
 Dec 2014 Rachel Ueda
Àŧùl
I wonder, more I wonder and I wonder more...
Where has that love gone?

I ask the sun, I ask the stars and I ask the air..
Where has that love gone?

I look within me, I seek in you and I realize it's no use.
Where has that love gone?

Was I so controlling, was I so demeaning and was I so stone-hearted??
That love has gone far away!

Were you not too rude, were you not insulting and were you not always on the aggressive???
That love breathes its last in me.
Do rebound back before it's too late, please.

I'll wait for you to call me on 7th of May, 2015.

I have gone against my friends and family's wishes in choosing you.

Please don't let me down, dear.

7th May, 2015

11:59 p.m.

I'll wait till then.

I'm going to just study and shape my career till then.

And of course, I'll truly stay yours.

Whosoever may attempt to distract me, whichever tease may try to pull me, I'll stay true to you.

I'm ready to be referred to as a fool by the people, but my love is true and certainly you'll realize it before it's too late.

I don't want to lose you.

Because I love you, truly, and exclusively, please trust me.

My HP Poem #715
©Atul Kaushal
 Dec 2014 Rachel Ueda
Shang
mostly it is the darker days,
   povoking thought.
tracing memories from
   forgotten fingertips.

words silenced.
voices forgotten.
perfect mornings.
  always changing.

    mostly it's the same.

feeling reality,
    fleeing god.

tonight, it's perfectly
clear to me.
i'm sorry.
© Shang
 Dec 2014 Rachel Ueda
Shang
Untitled
 Dec 2014 Rachel Ueda
Shang
the way life used to be
isn't what i miss,
it's each individual moment-
lapsing over and over one another
creating an inconceivable picture
of everything i love,
now lost
(c)Shang
 Dec 2014 Rachel Ueda
ahmo
I am a timeline of everything I've ever known.
It's copied onto thirty-five pieces of blank paper
and revealed to you in that mundane history course
that everyone naps through.

I can't deny
that among the black waves,
I've seen a sea star or two.
But I seem to be devoutly colorblind
to the silver linings that outline
what I've gone through.

You can't disguise your drowning,
nor can you swim to shore.
You just have to hope
that no one knows what to look for.
 Dec 2014 Rachel Ueda
Tupelo
10
 Dec 2014 Rachel Ueda
Tupelo
10
One time I lost my way,
Two times I accepted your apologies
Tree times I threw away too much of myself,
Four times I forgot the name I once carried,
Five times I loved far too well,
Six times I wrote poems for forgiveness,
Seven times I produced false promises,
Eight times I shared nights with empty bodies,
Nine times I gave away everything,
Ten times I let myself remember
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