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Romali Arora Dec 2016
And sometimes in the middle of nowhere
You cross my mind like a floating thought
I fought hard to move on
But it feels like coming back to square one
I wonder if you think of me too
The little things we loved to do
And if some days remind you of me
And the crazy things we did
I wonder if we ever crossed paths
Would we ever speak?
Or would we be like the lost strangers
Who chose the same roads
But were never destined to meet...
We all have that one relationship that is the most difficult to let go of. We cry our hearts out, shed tears, and do every possible thing to forget them. But somewhere, in some corner of our heart, they still hold a special place. Time goes on, and we pretend like we've moved on. But somewhere, deep down, our heart still skips a beat when we hear their name. We still wish to see them just one last time. This poem is for everyone who fell in love hard and ended up becoming someone's fool. I love you guys. You are special. And there is someone out there in the world who loves as hard as you do. And I hope when you find them, they won't let you go.
Romali Arora Nov 2016
Another day
Another tear
Another night
Another fear
Another struggle
Another fight
As she fought
To defeat the demons inside
Wriggling, gasping
She finally lay still
As the monsters won
Yet another time
She fought with her demons every night. Every day was a struggle too. There was no one who could read her thoughts. And no one who could control the overflowing emotions. And while she struggled to keep a hold on her feelings, she failed miserably, and let the demons engulf her heart once again!
Romali Arora Jun 2016
Although I must go
There's a part of me that wants to stay
Inspite of all the allegations and blames
You put on my name
It isn't that I don't love me
Or I don't respect myself
But there's a driving force
That makes me want to hold you back
I would incessantly admit
Loving you was an exquisite form of self destruction
It was like drowning in the ocean
Despite knowing how to swim
You were my terraquous zone
The world I'd call my own
How much ever it hurts to let go
It's time to walk away, I know
A part of me will always love you
Waiting for you to change
And come back to me
Albeit it seems difficult
There's still a lil ray of hope and belief
In us; in you and me
But right now it's time to take a call
I want you to know that I love you madly
And I hope you realize it
Before I guard myself again
Before i bring them up,
The much stronger and intransigent walls
I've loved you more than anything in the universe. Despite the abuses and allegations you've put on my name, something in me still want you very desperately. I'm waiting for you to change And come back to me. It seems impossible but I still hold that tiny hope in some part of my heart.
Romali Arora May 2016
She was the one who waited for solitude
To fall apart
To give a million chances
To everyone who broke her heart
She was the one
Who hid her pain;
Who wanted to heal others' fears
Rather than showing her tears
She was one
Who kept everyone in her prayers
Who loved everyone in spite of all the betrayals
She was the one
Who burnt herself
To cease your darkness
The star who'd fall down
So that you could make a wish
Yet,
She was the one
Always walked upon
She was the one
Who kissed the wounds
And healed every soul
However, she never learnt
How to heal her own
She was the one who loved with all her heart. The one who'd do everything to put a smile on your face. She gave away herself completely to you with the trust that you'd never hurt her. But all she faced time and again was the same betrayal - for being too good,for being compassionate and for being the star in your darkness.
Romali Arora May 2016
Everyone who met her
Admired her for what she was
Perfectly crafted
Without any flaws
But come closer
And you will see
She's not as perfect,
as she seems to be
She has flaws
And scars too deep
She's been broken
But is afraid to heal
She's scared to open her heart
And pour it out
To make herself vulnerable
And to bring her walls down
She's been degraded and walked upon
Lied to and cheated on
So don't you call her a masterpiece
She's a living hurricane, a mess
A beautiful mess
Of terrible chaos
People often call her a masterpiece. But no one has seen her as closely. She has her flaws and scars, she's been betrayed and cheated upon. She comes across as a calm ocean but delve deeper and you'll see how deep her emotions run. Shes afraid to let her walls down, for she has been let down more than a couple of times. She's afraid to open her heart to anyone who cannot handle her emotions. She's not a masterpiece! She's a mess; a mess of terrible chaos.
Romali Arora Apr 2016
Why cnt women be a lil more like men
and men lil more like women
Why cnt the two sexes travel a lil more
And reduce the distance  
Why can't we be a lil more of the good we are
A lil more of what we want to be
And battle a lil more
To be the change we wish to see
We always keep complaining about how our better halves can be so ignorant or so possessive or so controlling or so insecure or why can't they love like us and care like us? But do we ever take the efforts to find a common ground and make the relationship worth it instead of just expecting the other to walk 99 steps while we just manage to hardly crawl not but a single step?
Romali Arora Mar 2016
Wouldn't it be great
If we just had nights
We could be lost in the thoughts
Forever; all the time....
For people who are deep thinkers, night time is often 'their time'. The time when they lose themselves in thoughts, often interpreting the unsaid things, trying to make meaning and sense of life. What if nights never ended and there were no days? How would life be like for such self-made philosophers?
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