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  May 2015 surpratik
That One Guy
I remember someone I once knew
You are no longer her
She has faded away with time
I sometimes see her deep inside
But no longer showing
Tucked away, she still finds her way out
Sometimes

But this new person is growing
More beautiful than before

What once was a wilting flower
Is now a new bud growing into
A beautiful flower
Lavender, sunflower, rose?
Who knows

But one day it will be fully grown
Yes it might wilt on the dry
Horrible days of its life
With the old self trying to break free
From its prison deep inside

But you are stronger now
And you can keep it from reaching the top
And decaying the beautiful outer flower
Smile for me? You are the most beautiful person in the world... And that smile of yours could brighten anyone's day... I wish I could see it... I love you...
  May 2015 surpratik
Sabrina
Sometimes I get this feeling.
This feeling does not really have a name.
It is in the middle of my chest.
It is like my emotions are a rope.
The rope is strangling my heart.
It feels like it is about to explode
but it never does
It constricts my breathing and slows my thoughts
It almost hurts
Whenever I think of you
this feeling follows
All I want is for this feeling to go away
but at the same time
I need it
It reminds me I am alive.
This isn't really a poem, but more of an insight to the crazy thoughts I get at night.
surpratik May 2015
Don't write his name in poems
Don't even speak to the walls
Keep your love a secret
If he doesn't care at all

Don't go engraving his name
on the canvas made of your skin
Hide him inside the hollows of your chest
Fade him behind a smokescreen

Don't christen his memories
You don't label them with dates
What worth were these days anyway
If he didn't dare to stay

Don't antagonize if the world does not know
Let me tell you what to do
If you think you really love him so much
(And Unless he's telling to wait
or you know for a fact he'll change)
WAKE UP!
And move the !%&# on.
I wouldn't agree to this myself. Cause maybe moving on is so terribly hard. What the hell on earth does "moving on" even mean.!? You don't forget someone, never ever! You WONT forget anything. God, you can almost wish you had amnesia, but until that happens, nope.. you can never just delete someone from your hard drive. You... JUST STOP LOOKING BACK. You'll always cherish them and their memories and that is a good thing. It's good not to hold grudges against someone who never loved you back. I mean, yes hate them.. Hate them as much as you love them. But if you will just plain hate them now, just think about it, was it even love in the first place. Or was it just obsession? So, yeah. Stop looking back. In the future, when someone asks, you tell them "Yes, there was someone. Someone dear to me." But you don't tell them who they were or where they are. You don't, because you're just reviving them in your mind.  If you never had them in the first place, and if they never liked you even once, then maybe being in love with them is a lesson. A lesson that, if someone loves you so much, you shouldn't ignore that. You shouldn't ignore what you went through, and you shouldn't let anyone else go through that for you.! Because if someone does love you so much, they'd always make sure you stay happy. Even if they had to keep their distance to do that. But if you find someone who loves you mad, more than any person ever did.. you don't let them go. Because they will never do that too.

But of-course, there are cases that have exceptions. Being in love with your best friend, still in love with your ex-wife/husband. Sometimes, holding on is okay too. Leave that to another poem someday.

Have an amazing day reader. Fall in love!! Maybe the first time, maybe again. Maybe, you just might be loved back. :)
  May 2015 surpratik
NV
girl, all drenched in bathroom floors, 3 o'clock in the morning and mascara stained face, smelling of liquor bottles and boys who will never remember her name.

boy, all drenched in bed sheet linen, 3 o'clock in the afternoon and lipstick stained t-shirt, smelling of air from empty pockets and girls who will never forget his name.
surpratik May 2015
Me & You
Can we just be everything, imaginary?
Like two miniature figurines
Dancing inside Snow Globes
traveling to exotic places
staring at our faces
all the wonders of the world,
never blinking, a little divination
Oh, so romantic
your hair on my laces
Here we go, little beings,
visiting heavens in the tiniest spaces
Like Alice & the Rabbit
marching through Wonderland
Wizardry and magic,
and Kisses in the attic
Touching cold skin
and all that heavy breathing
Hearts racing fast
Piercing the clouds
Outstretching the rainbows
in double dash karts
Just me and you together,
in our field of enchantment
Imagine
this entrapment
Forever, the satisfaction
Desire.. endearment
Intimate sweetness
Your lips on mine,
Can you even feel this?
How do we describe
this imaginary feeling!?
<3
inspired by a poet who writes letters to her imaginary boyfriend :)
  May 2015 surpratik
Sabrina
I get so frustrated
that you can't love me back
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