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I can't breathe,
I can't move.
I see nothing but darkness.
That small glimpse of light, is nothing but a blur.
My hands are shaking.
My heart is breaking.
and with that I collapsed,
crying on the bathroom floor.
My throat is closed up and I gasp for air.
I wonder when you'll be here.
I feel  dead, emotionless,
if any emotion, I am just depressed.
I gain eyesight,
and then the ability to breathe.
My hands stop shaking,
but my heart is still racing.
Anxiety has hit me, made me go insane.
and I am oblivious to when it will strike again.
 Aug 2015 rohit chhabra
cxbra
my father once told me
I am my mothers pawn
I never understood the game of chess
but I’ve always known the pawn
the first line of defense
easily defeated
sacrificed for the safety of the King and Queen
my father once told me
I am my mothers pawn
I stayed as far away as possible from pawn shops
never knowing my worth
such damaged goods
usually its relationships that make people insecure
for myself
it was growing up trying to figure out
if I am really my mothers pawn
what is my worth in the trade?
Underneath a moonlit
sonata, you and I
Beethoven's audience
A love, a wonder, alive

You're curious - as am I
Your soft breaths - I've learned
a new lullaby

I think I'll sleep well tonight
 Aug 2015 rohit chhabra
Kenshō
Give me a moment I've lost my breath.
Hold it in, it's all I've got left.
Renew the true
And exhale the stale.

Once it slips away, I g(r)asp!
Running after it, it goes too fast!
Look, almost nothing left,
Better take a breather,
Hope it will last..

Ask yourself what's the difference between either and neither?
Better not to choose,
Waste your time, it's the breath you'll lose.

But, a 'mountain high' can be found;
Upward, one may look at a mountain around,
But it is here under your feet, the highest earthly ground.



-



Hold me up prayer of the nigh,

Immanent and strong~
I hear thy song.

Wrap me in
What there is to see.

Dream out ten thousand flowers,

A dream of you and me.

What's left to say
But that "I love you."

~
anapanasati
 Aug 2015 rohit chhabra
LIAN LAO
I should wake up
From this delusion I ache
Dreams that will destroy me
A fantasy that won't be a reality

You and me happy together
With hearts and flowers is
An illusion, a phantasm, a chimera
That I will carry everyday

My mind is in chaos
You are earth-shaking to me
But if this is all just a dream
Then I don't ever wanna be woke
I have slept in many beds
Yet still with constant dream
To have someone kiss me good-night
And smile at me with the sunrise.
\ˈlȯŋ-iŋ\
noun
: a strong desire especially for something unattainable
Poet 1-- you have landed straight from moon
I was waiting since morning
And now it's noon

Poet 2-- I live near by and not in moon
What's the matter , I ain't no fool
Come rush to the point real soon

Poet 1-- my poems are dying
Untimely death
No listener at all
lend me your ears
And I shall serve you till last my breath

Poet 2-- ohh dear brother I feel your pain
I'll read your's, if you read mine
Let the other selfish lot
remain devoid of our artistic claim


Manisha
Only a writer understands the need and compulsion of writing emotions in ink
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