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Sia Morweng Aug 2022
I wish I could talk to you,
not like how I talk to God
but how I talk to myself
when I'm not missing being loved.
Sia Morweng Jan 2022
In love?

It must be a waltz but I’ve never waltzed
or soft tapping of feet on solid cloud
but a steady feeling, observing when to storm or harvest
the kind one can never regret.

You know a craving of chocolate
while having an aching tooth,
Or a run on a rainy day,
There’s reason, not spiteful but one
which could prevent a headache
Yet the heart will only stomp it’s feet.

I feel, I might have been in love
each time a pen translated my thoughts;
Yes, my hand was writing
but description that lets me meet
my thoughts, how it feels as though
they’re conversing with me
whilst silly but to my soul
it’s a taste of said waltz or glide by amongst the stars.

You know; the roof that’s been unrestricted.
In love…
I figured love has many identities and it's not up to me to try and box it in. 😁😄
Sia Morweng Dec 2021
I wished for too long
to live in a space
built especially for me
where I could stroll around
and stumble upon my
innate favourite parts of living.
A place, different shades of hues.

And I did,
did live in that space;
every time when you weren’t asleep.

Darling, open your eyes;
I want to come home…
Semis
Sia Morweng Dec 2021
My God neglects me
but I’m never envious
He placed my fate
in a way I’ve to call out to it,
and I call out to it every other day.
I cry alone to hide my tears
the rain I hide from
could’ve been my God’s blanket
to hide those tears with,
I talk to him still.
My God doesn’t listen to me
maybe I whispered,
speaking in language
he’s reprimanded me of using before;
Demanding.
When I'm feeling just about...
Sia Morweng Nov 2021
In the end,
I finally set out to fly
as I was told it were order
of maturity.

The sky passing many colours
stars conversing with my dreams
I felt content.

On this journey I went
The wind conspired many temptations
But I let my wings find their destination
My eyes closed,
I took in the feeling
of letting go…

When I opened my eyes,
not only was temptation
before my eyes,
I wondered if I’d set out too late…

I’d have been blind
not to lick my lips
When a black cloth hung
on his pale skin
teasing my venturing desire,
Self aware…

I don’t remember how
when my sense came
My hands were hanging
around his neck
He and I…
Sia Morweng Nov 2021
Behind your love
lived a you
that wouldn’t embrace
the me before my love.

Behind my love
lived a me
that wouldn’t brazenly cherish
the you before your love.

Unintentionally,
we were cheating…
Letters To Freddie
Sia Morweng Nov 2021
To have already extended
My hand yet
about to be renegade.

They said my heartbeat
could be heard
from even the deaf man’s stupor.
"smirk ” – only when my mind envies and my heart overracts

I don’t neglect a heroine’s
basic nature but
luring the hungry
to my plate of desperation
and leave a breath.

They said my eyes narrate temptation
could be a wishing you well,
Would never turn away
Knows to capture
yet forever one-way street.

Do I play, do I? ; "giggle "

The season when air is frozen,
I was told then I could flatter my lashes.

Why do I need their eyes to tell me
Forgiveness is gateway
to seeing myself shower
under midnight rain?

What I want, against
What they want…
"mumble"
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