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Syaff S Mar 2016
I’ve been seeing ghosts lately
the kind that keeps me up at night
Father wonders what’s wrong with me
Mother asks if i’ll be alright

I think I saw grandma, Pa
Her hair whiter than I remember
She was sitting on her favourite sofa
And playing with her pearls

Then I felt your presence around me
Your hands wrapped around my throat
With my heart on my sleeve
I begged and pleaded - "Please don’t go"

The ghosts have come back to haunt me, Mother
I can feel them in my bones
This time they taunt me and scream louder
But it’s better than being alone

- S.S (I want to see you but you're not mine)
I wish Grandma was still around to cook all her favourite dishes. I wish you were still around to laugh at all my jokes.
Syaff S Mar 2016
I can’t find you in songs or poetry
or in dreams or fantasies
I’ve lost count of the hair that falls on your face
and how you looked at me with the steadiest gaze

See with you i could’ve been anything
like the prettiest flower or boldest painting
But all you wanted was a steady hand to hold
and I’m sorry my hands shook whenever you got close

It’s ******* - time doesn’t heal all wounds
Hell, time didn’t exist with you and now without you I don’t.
For you, all my words are for you.

— The End —