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Middle of nowhere, I am still standing
Layers of faded mountains, across the withering cloud-gazing
Tell myself I was wrong, the light sky almost gone
Blocks of buildings, relinquish all the shades
North, South, East, West; tell them it was haul fate.

If creeks sound as scary, it would rings no more fury
Let the memories knock on your magnetic parietal door
Speak of colors of vividness, occasional emptiness
Cherry-blossoms feeling gone, yellow Autumn looks as fine.

Every light, turn on the fight
People jump over the stepping river by the mountainside
Greet, kindness will never ceased.

26th September 2016 - Kyoto, Japan
Amiera Sh.
I had this dream inside my mind. I was looking at the world from the other side. I saw trees, mountains and oceans. I witnessed how a garden colorfully blossoms during spring. I saw rainbows connecting from the side to the other and the clouds perfectly shaped like cotton candy.

I heard the chirping of the birds. The calming sound of  water coming from the waterfall. I heard people saying I love you's, and children's honest laughter. Everything felt so surreal and it was all naturally beautiful.

I opened my eyes, and I was smiling.
I looked at the mirror, my eyes crinkled, my lips twitched, i touched my chest, my heart pounded and I suddenly felt an inner glow. I realized that the most natural beauty and purest emotion you could ever feel in the world is the joy to your heart.
 Apr 2017 strawberry fields
Cali
in dreams we split
like atoms,
heaving out words
that seek truth
and glances
like knives.
funny little things
float behind my eyelids
as though
they have a right.

hazy sunlight
seeps in through
his basement window
and my mossy eyes
flicker and expand,
stealing shadows
of his sleeping form-
there is truth
in freckles and
pale blue veins
that twists and sings
until I'm tongue tied
leaning on a syllable.

we make love
like thieves,
hanging delicate
ideas from the ceiling
to clear a space
in his king sized bed
for something more,

for something real-
it flows through my veins
and drips from my fingers,

something like love.
 Apr 2017 strawberry fields
TT
I wished to explore all parts of you,
The gentle sway of your torso
The ***** words falling from your lips
I was inspired by your movement,
The profanity

It was a romance between millennials,
One fueled by intoxication and lust
Sparked by passion
Ignited by jealousy

We might even share words,
Stories of our past
Hopes for the future
But they'll always be just that

These moments won't last
Youth and spontaneity comes with a price
A price we must pay,
And a love we must sacrifice.
BEAUTIFUL LIE......

You such a smooth talker,
You such a big lier,
You may charm me with word, but not with actions,
I don't know what have causes this frictions,

You are beautiful but you don't know love,
I feel like you have been crashed from above,
You have throw me into the sea,
You have **** my feelings not wish a gun but liers,

You are perfect with fleeting.
But not with living,
 You are a beautiful lie,
Your beauty talks about something, but you are nothing.

You such a pretender,
I don't wanna see you for ever,
I gave you my shoulder to cry upon,
 Gave you shelter and blankets to keep you warm,
But you bring them back to my face.

I thought your heart looks like ur structure,
Clearly I was wrong about that,
My tears are just flowing starting to feel pressure,
Actually is time for me to leave you. ..
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