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 17h rain
Izan Almira
If we’re God’s paintings,
I want to ask him
to stop adding layers
to mine;
that I have always liked
incomplete finishes.
That I need no more
lights–
no more life–
Than he can please
bring me to an end.
I was looking through old stuff and re-read this long poem about life as a painting in Spanish. It ended with this stanza and it shattered my ******* heart in pieces.
 1d rain
Nanu
There are many times
I disapprove of other's actions
Not that I dislike it,
But sometimes
Because I cannot afford to be like them
 1d rain
mysterie
old habits die hard.
don't they?

but do i even have to ask you,
you'd know.
date wrote: 24/9
anywho
 1d rain
mysterie
i dont want
to be just
a stranger to you.

you're one of my
favourite people
and i would hate
for us to lose that.

its years worth of friendship.

you think i wanted this?

hell no.

i dont want
to be just
a stranger to you.

but it's too late,
isnt it?

i already am --
and those years
meant nothing
because you found
new people.
date wrote: 1/10
heavily dedicated to an old friend.
I became invisible to you
Like air
Around you every day
While you ignored I was there
You breathed me in
Exhaled me out
Held your breath
To make me doubt
Took me for granted
Left me there planted
It’s the dark corner for me
You’ve got so much other air to breathe
Oh look!  There’s a window!  
And there I go
Off with the breeze
hand in hand
feel (feel feel feel)
happy, together, forever
stay (stay stay stay)
longer with me
wish i could be with you
wish i could see you
wish (wish wish wish)
upon a star
11:11
dandelion
blow in the wind
blow blew blue
without you
blow out the candle
wish (wish wish wish)

i wish for you
The bardess looks at the skies as colored deep lavender with the doves whiter than the angels wings gliding by the breeze, the eclipse of a woman's soul is now unconcealed for the higher art of all things, she feels the tension, fall, and rise of the stories of now and the ones yet to be written, searching for  messages and meanings that are as pieces of magic lingering as lighthouses in  the shades of her.
 1d rain
Zahra
when we talk about beauty,
we compare it to
flowers,
oceans,
sunsets
things we call ordinary
because they are always
within reach
i deny this,
for if continued presence
held little importance,
no one would have loved
divinity this much.
 1d rain
Esme
I looked in the mirror today,
i don't do it often unless I'm putting on makeup,
But i actually looked,
My room was dim and the time hit 4am,
I had the bright idea of looking,
I wish i didnt,
My face wasn't my own,
You could see the pain,
The eye bags weighing heavy all the tears left uncried,
I wasn't myself  anymore,
I was barely a corporeal form of myself,
The shadow of you haunting behind me,
Its the only time i see you now,
In the darkness of my room,
With no where to hide
can you tell i went crazy last night???
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