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  Dec 2015 Rosa Carmona
Pax
hug me,
so that I'll stop
hurting myself.

hug me,
so that I'll live
another great day.

hug me,
so that I'll stop
being so stubborn.

hug me,
so that I'll be all
warm-up in the holidays.

hug me,
so that I'll stop being
so lonely inside-out.

just hug me,
so I can stay happy...

  Dec 2015 Rosa Carmona
Kunal Kar
I woke up with gloomy dreams,
A pretty face I remember,
She had the vive of a queen,
While I was the slave of cold December.

Dream again, I ask my heart and mind,
Fading images meant this story's end,
So my eyes wore a sailor's dress,
Searching for a lost pile of sand.

The minutes of that dream shaped my hours dull,
With no awe in this life , I waited for her call,
I became what they call incorrigible,
As this desert heart now needed a last rainfall,

I never asked for her lover's heart,
Just to watch her skip my heartbeat,
Nor craved for those moonlight lips,
As I spend a lifetime watching our eyes meet.

The dream may never come,
Her sunset eyes may never rise,
For the sake of my capacious heart, I still close my eyes,
To live a thousand deaths to once see her blue sunset eyes.
  Dec 2015 Rosa Carmona
Deana Knight
He said he will not talk to me,
Unless I talk first.
But I don't wanna seem like one of those girls hungry with thirst.

Skin so fine,
Smile so bright.
Long endless days and sleepless nights.

How the **** could you walk pass me like you didn't see me standing here.
No head lights but a headless deer.
I hate when boys talk to you one minute then want to be invisible the next. Confusing indeed.
  Dec 2015 Rosa Carmona
m
You were with a girl.
I'm not sure if she's just a friend.
Maybe she's more than that.
Maybe her smiles touch your soul gentler.
Maybe her voice soothes the storms in your head.
Maybe her kisses make you feel safe.
I'm not sure.
I don't want to be sure.

You were with a girl.
Maybe this time, I'll stop checking my phone for messages that'll never come.
Maybe I'll stop counting the days since we last talked.
Maybe I won't think of you anymore.
I'm not sure.
But *******, I wanna be.
  Dec 2015 Rosa Carmona
Sharina Saad
Have you ever given this a thought?
Who will mourn your death?
Your better half?
Your loved ones?
Your friends?
Sad to say...
Life doesn't come to an end when you die
The moment your breathing stops
The clock ticks still
The wind blows as usual
The sun still shines
Life continues
Never stopping
Never ending
At the funeral
Your closed friends cry
Your family breaks down
Temporarily grieving
They wear black
They visit your grave
Your name may linger in their hearts
But as they start to laugh again
You became a memory
The world continues
Life moves on....
  Dec 2015 Rosa Carmona
Ayeshah
I don't miss
you

I miss me

I miss whom

I  was becoming

I miss whom

I could be

I miss what

I've changed
into

But NO

I don't miss
You

I miss what

was becoming  

uniquely me

NOPE

I don't  miss
YOU

I miss everything

You were

helping me to be
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Ayeshah K.C.L.N
1977-Present  
All right reserved
Only miss the good we had and brung out in each other.  This new u I don't know nor do I like so no nope I DON'T MISS YOU
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