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Letters from Lia Nov 2018
Her love was too big for his man
"She is a masterpiece" he stated
Out of all the women he loved
She was the elite
She was the paint in his canvas
They look good together
They make art together
But things were hard
The pain was there
The paint was washed out
through the canvas
She left, carrying all the colors
And the canvas was left waiting
They thought
"We had our time"
Letters from Lia Nov 2018
We are all victims
of failed society
They criticize
They hate
They judge
and we all just
stood there
crying,
tired,
and broken.
We are too numb
to feel,
We pretend to be deaf
about what they say,
We stay blind
of the things they did,
We are the outcast
of this broken world,
We remain silent
creating our own
vast world within
our enormous
minds—There,
we stand
taller than towers
There, our inner voices
speak the loudest
There, our sight
and imagination
is boundless.
I said
"someday
they will
all fall, and
I'd be too
oblivious to hear
all of their screams"
—they made me like this.
Siin.li
Letters from Lia Nov 2018
I've taken sleeping pills
So I can close my eyes
And dream about you
So I can rest and sense your
presence next to me
So I can dream of what
we could be
So my mind can wonder
and find you
So I can hold your hand
and embrace you
I've taken sleeping pills
For this will be the closest
I'd get to you
Because us, being one
Is just a possibility
—i just love you, im going mad

siin.li
Letters from Lia Nov 2018
One day I met you
Everything was perfect
The sun met its horizon
The bird landed on its nest
The wind blew past the trees
The leaves kissed the ground
The waves roared
Everything was perfect
And I thought we were
in the right setting
But then I realized
not everything can be
perfect at once
But I'll be waiting
for our timing
—i'll be waiting for our timing

siin.li
Letters from Lia Nov 2018
I admire how your light
Cast shadows in my heart
Like an endless poetry
Or a prose that may be.
Like a spark of light
in a wide oblivion
Take me to the muse
of your words
Take me to your
boundless thoughts
Let's get lost
to the wonders, and
fantasies of our hearts.
Let's get lost
to our words, and
desires.
Let's get lost
And never come back.
—Take me

siin.li
Letters from Lia Oct 2018
When your soul gets jaded
Grief and despair comsumes you
Your heart longs for a love and
attention and safekeeping
Let your heart unwind
Let the massive cloud of your thoughts
and traces of brokenness be erased
Let the serenity take over
For life yearns a glimpse of you
—a poetry for a sad hooman
siin.li
Letters from Lia Oct 2018
I thought my barriers were too high
I was certain that it will not fall
I guarded my heart
It was locked and kept
I buried it six feet under the ground
I hid it where nobody can find it
I considered it dead

But little did I know
It was me who broke down my wall
It was me who dug my heart
It was me who offered my dead cold heart

It was funny he kept it
Oh no
It was funny to think that he'd keep it
He clutched my heart and I lost my breath
Isn't it ironic, how he killed my dead heart?
It was funny, I am certain.
I thought I was numb but ****, it ******* hurts
—you don't need to know
siin_li
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