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I loved her with such savagery
that losing her keeps me alive
being with her would **** me

on my gravestone mark my name
with the strands of her hair
and leave my eyes wide open

I will enter heaven and burn it
for a love like mine
should not exist

Her head lay on my chest
don't wake me now
**** me if I open my eyes again

I want the angels to slay me
with her eyelashes
my blood will be your wine

I swear by the sombre spring sun
that her breath will remain in mine
As I lie dying with my eyes wide open
I'm a piece of fiction.
Fractions of ink on a paper,
Pixelated in achromatic spectrum
Under the shadow of dim night lamp
Damp pillows and hopeless heads.

I'm a piece of word,
Tangling in soulless minds
Eventually fades,
Easily replaced.

I'm a scratch of scribbles on a paper.
Cuts through the fingers of beautiful minds
Bleeding dreams and sorrows
Until-

The End.
It was a blurry night,
In a crowded room,
I sat on the corner
Being present but not wanted
*And All I heard was You.
Drink it in
The sweat stain disdain
Dish soap dog bath
****** sewage soda sludge
Puke-splattered canvas
Baby bottle brisk tea
40 ounces of ice cold destitution
Brown sugar blood bandage
Unprotected immaculate *******
Salivating for salvation
Asphyxiated angel tears
Indigence reigns
Faithful floods
Swallowing prayers
Quench God's thirst
As he ****** indifference
"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"
 Oct 2016 Sana Abdul Rehman
tamia
it's a daze,
my vision quite hazy
as if i were looking
through mist.
in my mind
i'm in a room
the pale sunlight streams in
through the windows
gently kissing your face
the way i would.

white curtains, light breeze
and i am seeing you
and you are beautiful
and everything in between
and you are looking at me too
with your sleepy eyes,
your gentle touch
brings more warmth than
the dreamy summers ever could.

yet these are only just dreams
and you are nothing but far away,
but if being asleep
means i can be around you
then deep in these golden slumbers
i will stay
talk about your dreams, do you ever dream of me?
Him
I had a moment.*
I was sitting there, a bit sleepy
Holding a guitar that i can't play
-Then he came in.
He sat next to-
in front of me,
He took the guitar from me and started playing a song,
he sang.
Two songs later, he gave me an update on this girl he's crushing on
Then he sang,
Another 3 songs that i love-
-he didn't know i loved those songs,
Those songs in my playlist
That i listen to
When i'm down
Idk how to say this and i dont want to say anything about this to anyone but i just feel like i need to share this moment with those i dont know, just to make it kind of eternal
Disheveled grim face
Reflecting disgust within
Unkempt ugly soul
The people
who consider you weak
have not yet noticed
the wolf  hiding
behind  your eyes,
nor the flames
inside your soul.

Let them think
you are weak
and do what
wolves and fire
do best.

Surprise them
when they least expect it.
Stay Fierce
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