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Can you ever stop
doing what
you do?

Making me smile-
replacing my
blue.

Making the stars swirl-
even if they don't
want to.

Making my heart
scream the name that
belongs to you.

Loving you was the
hardest choice to
make.

Even though I knew
my heart was to
break.

And even after all those times
convincing myself that
my love you wouldn't take,

*I can never stop.
Inspired from one friend's situation. #Leaf
Is not my hobby,
It is my creed,
I am your lover.

It is not a fashion,
I love you,
It is my passion.

I am not a phase,
I am the air,
I reside all around you.

I do not restrict you,
I am freedom,
I am the spirit of love.

I feel for you my dear,
I am crazy for you,
I am lucky to have you.

I find solace in you,
I am your devotee,
I am content with you.

I see you everywhere,
I am blinded in love,
I want to be successful for us.
Loving you is not a child's play,
It's my smartest foray,
I remember you while I breathe.

I love you so much.

My HP Poem #678
©Atul Kaushal
"I am subjected to nightmares each night,"* she said from the other end of the line, "I am afraid to go to sleep every single night."

Her sobs echoed through my cellphone over the phone call as she continued, "I feel really tired of it all," and added after a small pause, "Death would be a more pleasant sight than this fright."

I spontaneously said, "Don't you get worried dear," I let her regain her breath before adding, *"It's only few more years that I make it big and we get married. Your nightmares will cease in my embrace each night."
My HP Poem #681
©Atul Kaushal
Pour your heart out to me
I can't
Why?
*You'd drown in the very first drop
Sleepless nights
moon beams loveless
empty ache within
lost im realms unseen

Softly it kills
swiftly it finishes
consistent and nightly
sweet dreams diminishes

Clouds of shadows
hide the sparkle in my eyes
dilated pupils in the dark
silently eaten apart

Admired but unaccepted
too much yet never enough
wanted but unworthy
embraced yet soon given up

No rest and no restlessness
breathing the darkness numb
these are my consequences
my scars, my secret wars

Sleepless beauty
damsel in distress
bound upon a tower
my heart and I
both longing for slumber
 Oct 2014 Shaima Al-Marzouqi
Ern
you said
it doesn't matter anyway
it never did

you said
it didn't matter
if it was a week, a month, or a year
we wouldn't be forever anyway

you once said
you loved me
on a cold and dark night like this

you said  
it didn't matter

but baby
it matters *to me
Some days I feel the pain more than others.

Some days I can't cope at all.

But I'm getting better at pretending.
 Oct 2014 Shaima Al-Marzouqi
Sara
you told me you didn't know how to laugh
so i tried to show you how

by erupting into one of my giggling fits
which you often said were too loud

you told me you'd never been happy
well, not in the true sense of the word

so i gave you something to relate to
which only a few have heard

i don't know it if made you feel better
in hindsight, probably not

but maybe it made me feel better
and honestly, is that so wrong?

you told me you didn't know who you were
so i tried to help you find

the answers you'd been searching for
within the layers of your mind

you told me you'd never been speechless before
my mouth was on your mouth

you told me you didn't know how to love
so this is me showing you how
whatever
Those crystal eyes in my face,
When the True Light hits my mind,
I write in those whispers of night,
I pour my soul in the empty paper.
Then I do colour the paper in red;
The poems I write will be red, my dear,
As the last drip of my glowing blood,
Will be shed down amidst my heart.
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