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J Thompson Oct 2017
I convinced myself we were meant to be,
That the night we had together was something special,
More than just a taste of you to leave me wanting,
You were a whisper in the wind of a promise that never existed.

I find myself still clinging onto this false hope,
That the something you saw in me for that briefest of moments might shine,
I torture myself with words I might have said,
Of different choices, different outcomes, a less bitter pill to swallow.

I’m not angry at you,
I’m angry at me,
I’m angry that I promised myself this time it would be different,
That I gave myself a false illusion of hope only to meet the same end.

Now what’s left is the same incompleteness,
Longing is all I know,
The time wasted searching for another empty conclusion,
Each time I heal I find myself slightly more bitter than the last.
triztessa Sep 2017
Tinted lips
cat eye frames
peached cheeks
eye candy
calling me
coming over
and crying through
hues glistening
on my screen
are you listening?
coffee mouth
on my skin
is this blush enough
to hide the train of thought
smiles arriving too late
and we see face to face
new sinking streams
with you leading
to my dreams
droplets of liquor
wise demeanor
I can count all day
new twitching lights
returning the feeling
watching over me
fading stains
of blood and rain
Ammar Sep 2017
For the last time
in forever
i tasted a memory
of us
for the final time

the odd ice-cream flavors
we made over phone calls
and i would get them
straight to your house
the very next afternoon

perhaps you have forgotten
its taste
perhaps you have forgotten
the taste of my lips
with odd tasting ice cream

well nonetheless
i tasted it one last time
and it was intoxicating
more than any wine or *****
it hurt a little too

maybe because i couldn't taste
your lips with it
or touch your cheeks
or call you mine
while i claimed this flavor to be ours

**** 'ours'
nothing is 'ours'
and what the **** was
this word called 'us'
you had me thinking it meant 'infinite'

only the red and black
that you wore that night
has etched itself
in my memory
for infinite

also that smile
that voice
oh and the way you looked
straight in my eyes
and how it was so easy for you to say your byes

perhaps i wasn't black enough
or maybe i wasn't popular
enough to be called a celebrity
or enough
to make you stay

it hurts oh ****
the remnants of that night
in the flavors of almonds
and strawberries
straight from your lips

and in black & white
pictures of you and me
dancing the night away
under dim lights and
bright love

well how sad
this was the last sip of the 32nd flavor
and never again will this be
for there never will be an 'us'
which ever again means **'infinite'
// tum yaad aai...aur tumhaare saath zamaane yaad aai...
laut aao tum...mera har pal jal raha hai
aa bhi jao tum.....tanha hu main yahan //
HM Sep 2017
I am not who you want
I am not who you seek,
Do not let me wait,
For a love that is bleak,
I know my eyes don’t sparkle,
Like the stars in the night,
Nor the spring of emotions,
That keeps your life a light.

You don’t need to look back,
My heart can still breathe,
Do not even dare peek,
If it will eventually bleed,
Fly to the sun, the moon, the stars,
Dare not wish for my weary arms,
Leave me as I am, broken in grief,
I promise, this pace, will be brief.
Slap me with the truth and I will say you indeed loved me. Drown me in lies and I'll curse your existence. Or maybe---I'm just in denial, that love is indeed cruel or I am just unlucky. (I am not putting words in your mouth--just tell me you don't like me)

Note:
Sometimes---we just don't like pain---do you know your defense mechanism in love?
John Emil Sep 2017
Umiiyak sa  bandang huli
Nang masagot ang tanging tanong
Natinago ng ilang taon
Mga nararamdamang itinabi

Akala ko magiging okey pagsinabi
At ipinagtapat na walang pagaalinlangan
Ang nararamdaman ng puso't isipan
Ngunit akoy nagkamali

Dahil kamiy ipinagtagpo ng mali
Sa panahong may ibang nagmamay-ari
At nakatali sa mga na unang pangako
Nabinitawan sa inakalang mahalaga na tao

Kayat itoy nasagot ng masasakit na patak
At  naiwan ang pusong wasak
Dahil ipinilit na ipinagtapat
Ang nararamdaman na higit pa sa sapat na di dapat
Shruti Gauba Sep 2017
The winds of winter are cold.
The snowflakes fall and freeze,
upon a world that's even colder,
than the coldest winter breeze.
This world is dark and bitter,
It taught us to cut our wings,
to use people whom we should love,
and rather love all useless things.
But even snowflakes have the courage
to fall in this world, and melt,
than giving up to its coldness
and spread the warmth it never felt.
So can't you be a little sowflake,
can't you be like melting snow,
that ends a cold today
and brings a warmer tomorrow?
Dirt Sep 2017
a thousand lies?
its chill dont worry
cheating?
its chill dont worry
jealousy?
its chill dont worry
mistrust?
its chill dont worry
disappearing for long periods of time?
its chill dont worry
pushing me away?
its chill dont worry
im slowly starting to decay?
its chill dont worry
breaking my ******* heart?
its chill dont worry
pulling the trigger on my dad's rifle?
It's chill, don't worry.
im really ******* bitter and its worse because im still in love
John Emil Sep 2017
Ika'y aking minahal
Higit pa sa aking buhay
Hininga't tibok ng puso'y ikaw
Sinisigaw ng puso't isipan habang buhay

Biglang mundo ko'y nagbago
Nang ako'y iyong biglang iniwan sa dulo
Tumakbo ka ng palayo at ako'y natirang na katayo
Sa mundong ating pinangarap at pinaghirapang mabuo

Ilang araw akong nagpakagago
Para tuloyang makalimot sayong pangluluko
Katahimikan at pighati aking naramdaman
Kaya't ako ay naghihingalo sa dulo

Ika'y may ngiti sa mata
Habang ako'y nakakadama ng kirot sinta
Basag na puso aking palaging dala
Gusto ko nang bumangon at makahanap ng iba

Magmamahal ng taong makakasama
Mula umpisa hanggang dulo sinta
Kaya't maghihintay sa isang ikaw
Nabubuo ng aking mga araw
aa Sep 2017
I chased so many sunsets trying to forgive her.
But I don't think I ever will.
I know I will never forget
the lesson I learned
from trying so hard
to be accepted,
from giving my all
until I have nothing left.
Her name will always leave a bitter taste off my tounge.
But I've accepted it.
After all, you can't taste sweetness until you taste bitterness.
Before we made up.
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