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Turn out the light and follow me.
Come along and you will see.
On this night, this one night,
The truth tonight you will see.

Come along, have some faith,
Believe in yourself, believe in me.
Turn out the light and follow me.
Come along and you shall see.

Sunshine and morning’s dew
Spider webs on sidewalks, gleaming bright.
I wish we could see the sunrise
Together one last time.

Breeze blowing through our hair
Souls reaching out, touching ground.
I wish we could feel the sun
Together one last time.
Letting go in a failing relationship is finally admitting the defeat.  Like an addict, I was willing to trade most anything for another day, another moment with that person.  in the end we face the harsh reality and move on for the better, but while in the midst of it our heart pleads for that one more chance.
Divyanshi Sep 21
You created me, right?
A soul scattered,
Thrown aside.

Why—
Just answer this **** question—
Why plant the dream
When I could never be the sun?

Why stage the warmth
When light was never meant to dance?
Why is the faded dazzle there,
Carrying hope
Decorated by failed chance?

You hate me,
I know very well.
Then why
Do I still believe, still hold on,
While standing in the midst of hell?

And even now,
I still dare to dream,
Once again,
While waiting—
Maybe—for the final death beam.

I know.
But still, I believe.
How foolish of me—
But what else can I do?
All that's left is my faithful grief.

Yes,
angels, I still believe in you.
Because even today,
I am the same child
Playing in the fantasy castle you drew.

Divyanshi Solanki
Everything is gone but u remain,
You left ,
But the faith is still the same.
AUSTIN Sep 18
you told me
the truth
oh how you came
into my life,
a sacred oasis

it never was,
but i still showed up
for you

now i
check in
time to time,
even though you think
it’s best we end this-
i can’t believe you
suddenly don’t trust me

i say i understand
but what if i don’t
If you lack something..
Don’t worry
Be ready to explore the way you go...

If you don’t have wings
Your willpower will be your wings

If you don’t have willpower
Your confidence will be your willpower

If you don’t have confidence
Your belief in yourself will be your confidence

If you don’t believe in yourself
Your strength will be your belief in yourself

If you don’t have strength
Your self analysation will improve your strength

If you don’t know to analyse yourself
You must focus on your dreams

If you don’t have dreams
You must think about your obligations

And no one is here without obligations
Make the best use of yourself to perform all the obligations
You are always a outcome of the mould you created by yourself
Make proud of your parents
To feel their goodness in you 😊✌🏼
Fly high and achieve your heights.
mysterie Aug 12
i used to think
that i just had
awful luck.

the kind where you feel
like everything you do
is an inconvenience to everyone.
and you just can't seem
to stop
making things
go wrong.

like the other day,
i straightened my hair --
and it just started raining
the moment
i got outside.

or how last month,
i made a mistake at work
and just that moment,
my boss walked in.

or two years ago.
my best friend had left me
over a petty,
little,
stupid argument that
should've never happened
in the first place.

but i didn't just have
awful luck.

the puzzle pieces,
were slowly coming
together --
after awhile at least.
it never happens in the blink
of an eye.

i grew to love my natural hair.

the borders of it
were first,
slowly forming --

i still had my job.

clicking together.
i didn't pay any mind,
it didn't occur to me just yet
what was happening.

then the second border --

i met my best friend.

and i slowly began
to consider the idea
that there was
a meaning for this.

no, i'm not sure
if i believe in heaven
or hell,
or if theres a lord above.

but i do know
someone's there
either way.

putting together
everyone's puzzles.
date worte: 12/8
in english, i drew inspiration from radioheads song, jigsaw falling into place, gave me a cute little idea. how is everyone?
JAMIL HUSSAIN Aug 10
A shadow slipped through the silence of my soul — the memory of a thief who once stole more than gold.
A Beautiful Thief 09/08/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain
eliana Jul 23
I will rise
After every fall.
I will rise
And stand tall.

I will rise
Over the wall.
I will rise
Above them all.

Like the sun,
Which never dies.
Though sets every night,
Every day it does rise.

Like the ocean
Whose tides
Many times they are down,
But invariably they rise.

Like the trees,
From seeds they arise,
And heights great
They rise and rise.

After falling once,
Twice and thrice,
Again and again
I will rise and rise.

I will rise
After every fall.
After every fall
I will rise.
CE Uptain Jul 6
Santa Clause, I still believe in you
I know where your power is
It’s the love of children
OK you haiku experts, chime in. Am I doing this write? Only a crazy rhyming poet would try his first haiku about Santa Clause in the middle of July.
Zee Jul 1
Love is like a curse.
Making me believe.
In things I haven't felt.

My heart is a muscle.
So it must have a memory.

Of somebody's love.
Lost long ago.

Only there is no beating heart.
No unsaid remark.

No last chance.
No last dance.

It turns out.
I'm getting pretty good.
At this solo act.

Love is like a curse.
Never to be broken.

It only breaks me.
Until there is no memory.

Curse this love.
Curse this heart.

For making me believe.
In what's untrue love.

Where's the only thing I've felt.
Is this cursed love.
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