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Childhood been a rocky path,
Adolescence wasn’t too far,
Adulthood seems like world war,
Surrounded by the troublesome thoughts,
Quarrelsome crowd eating,
Away my peaceful sounds,
Urging to run,
Stumble afterwards,
A touchdown,
Ignorance never been a bliss,
Sharing been a sin,
Silence a curse,
Chattering never been my verse,
Still spinning in circles,
Trying to reach my parameter,
Stuck in the midst of alter,
Picking sides,
A horrible disaster,
Cruel world,
Vanishing the love,
And here we are,
Preaching the numb,
Paths have triturated,
War been intensified,
Dilemma of right and wrong,
All lost in sight,
Nothing to gain,
Nothing to lie,
Just quarrelsome thoughts too pry!
I never knew promises were that hollow,
Fell for the mesh of honeyed,
Your voice was like music to my ears,
Stringed along my broken heart,
Fell harder than I thought,
Expected larger than I got,
Never knew broken heart strung that bad,
Until I was scorching in one,
Who knew hollow promises were fallacious,
Then, I tripped into one.
Again we meet
Different circumstances
I plead,

Gaze on ground
Too afraid to see
The tale you once told
A true picture to hold,

Horrors came to life
I regret ignoring your cries,

Here I am again
A trip down
Memory lane,

Still pains the same
You reflected it
All over again,

Decisions went wrong
You witnessed it all
The cries and the pain
The blue and grey
Marked this landscape,

The invisible cloak I wore
The fakeness adored
Crushed the fire
You know it all,

Restless day and night
Anxiety choked the pride
Believed the lies
Even though you creamed
The truth,

One brave step
I’m free gain
Took sometime
I’m ‘me’ again,

After all we meet gain
You reflected the smile
I in love again.
Sometimes my words fell short
My verses are not so strong
My strengths a crumbled class
My endurance a burnt mass,

My mask melted not to long
Huffing and puffing
What an art?

Trying to blended in darkened ground
Yet here I am
Running around,

Colours never been my falling
Solids been my calling
Being a lady never been my pursuit
I’m just me paving the en-route,

My words are simple
My ways do *******
My world being jolted
So shaken!

Lingering on unfamiliar ground
No easy to let go
Crumbled pieces of crown.
Espousal brimming with lies
Heart full of wrenching cries
Unshed tears
That sinful smile
Inferno in my heart
A tactful art
Muted the brewing storm
To watch you surpass
Shredding the pieces of my heart
With no remorse on your part.
Mirror oh! Mirror!
Why people lie so much?
Mirror oh! Mirror!
Why does it hurt so much?
Mirror oh! Mirror!
Everyday I break apart.
Mirror oh! Mirror!
I am shrinking within me.
Mirror oh! Mirror!
I’m dying, why can’t they see?
Mirror oh! Mirror!
Please help me.
Mirror oh! Mirror!
I’m shattering piece by piece.
Mirror oh! Mirror!
Please save me.
Mirror oh! Mirror!
These voices scare me.
Mirror oh! Mirror!
Make me smile please.
Mirror oh! Mirror!
Set me free.
Mirror oh! Mirror!
I’m falling apart.
Mirror oh! Mirror!
Wounded from lies.
Mirror oh! Mirror!
It’s my final goodbye.
I see you
But, you never did
Your warmth engulfed me
Without knowing you, I exist

Never acknowledged my presence
But, my heart did
Smelled your scent
Even fifty feet apart we sit,

Your dream girl
Blue eyes, blond flicks
You still plague my mind
Even if I resist

Schools golden boy
Everyone desires your wit,
Unknowingly my heart knows
When you slip past my desk,

My heart accelerates faster
Zoom on your stature
Unlikely I know,

Smile on pink lips
Mirth shinning in green dips
How I wish?
I’m source of that bliss,

Alas! I see you
Even if you never did
I miss the places I never been before.
I like the bands which haven't made yet.
I connect with the people I have never met.
I talk to people who are not there.
I can remember the incidents which never occurred.
I hear the noises which were never made.
l forgive people who never ask for apologies. I forgive them for the mistakes they never made.
I try to find the answers to the questions never asked.

I feel guilty about the mistakes I never did.
I fight for the wars which haven't started yet.
I yearn for the islands which haven't been discovered so far.
I worship idols who aren't perfect.
I follow the priest who doesn't preach.
I follow the preachings which haven't been taught yet.
I feel the emotions which haven't been named yet.

I miss the love I never had.
Kaukokaipuu: People of, say, Irish descent who have never actually been to the country of their ancestry may still experience an unexpected ache for it, as if they miss it — a strange, contradictory sort of feeling, as you can’t really miss someplace you’ve never been. But the Finnish recognize that the emotion exists, and they gave it a name: kaukokaipuu, a feeling of homesickness for a place you’ve never visited. It can also mean a kind of highly specified version of wanderlust, a “craving for a distant land” — dreaming from your desk about some far-off place

My poem doesn't necessarily depict the same emotion or may be none at all but this was the word I found to be closest to my poem. If you find the exact name for my emotions help me out and let me know, so that will become my word of the day. ;)
Abhi Jun 2018
Walk you to the door and say goodbye
Hope we'll meet again
Sometime.
I know it might never happen
Should i give up on you
oh! I can't decide
I wonder what you think of me
Am i a trouble for you
Cause for me you're a bliss
All the days since we have known each others are the proof
I've always wished to be with you
I know I've never said how i feel
That is because you're with someone else
Knowing that he doesn't treat you right
There's no way i can waste more time
I need to tell you
though i know its too late
I always loved you and will always do.
_Abhi (arthabihin.com)
Rebecca Lynn Apr 2018
Remember me for when the evening sun goes down,
and I'll remember you,
and all the good times that we had
in this old town.
I'll remember you-
whether it was the good love we had-
or the love that just gone bad.

Remember me for when the evening sun goes down,
and I'll remember you,
and all the places
that we've been around,
I'll remember you-
when I go to our old favorite spot-
I'll remember your beautiful face,
in my old town.

but promise me this,
for when our friendship sinks-
that you'll remember me,
wearing my favorite floral dress,
my curly hair in a mess-
sitting on a blanket in the grass,
with your arms wrapped around my chest.
Just you and I watching the sun set.

Remember me for when the evening sun goes down.
I wrote this  when I was at a writer's workshop over the summer.
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