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Hawa Mar 2019
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. ;)
Sarah Oh Dec 2015
Till our love runs out
There's nothing you can ever doubt

Till our faith runs dry
My actions will not lie

Till our hope fades into nothing
It's love, not war we're making
Sarah Oh Nov 2015
We
We're the kind of mess people see as art
We have flaws people see as curves and edges
We have scars that remind people of our defeat, pain and struggles
We're a map of everything we've been through
Sarah Oh May 2015
I end tonight with a heavy heart
Followed by a new day
I look forward to a brand new start
Get my motor running
And pick myself up from where I part
This is where I tell myself to be strong and keep my head up

Life's not going to tell you which route to take
We all make mistakes anyway
Life didn't promise you a bed of roses
We regret the things we say
We feel bitter about the chances we didn't take
But that's okay
Stay true to yourself, follow what your heart says
Good things come to those who wait

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