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Shrivastva MK Feb 2017
Bikhar se gye ye Pal mere khushi ke
Unke chale Jane ke baad,
Nikal gye en aankho se aansoo
Unki yaad aane ke baad,
Aaj nazane kyon khamosh Hai ye dil mera
Unka sath chhut Jane ke baad,
Pal Pal kuchh tutne ki aawaj sunai de rhi mujhe
Sab kuchh tut Jane ke baad,
Hansu to Kaise Hansu jab meri Hansi hi chali gyi
mujhse Ruth Jane ke baad,
Ye ek ek Pal ek saal ki Tarah Kat rahi Hai
Jabse chhut gya unka sath,
Ai Hwa zara unse kah Dena ki mere kabra par ek phul chadha Dena
Mere saans tutne ke baad,
Mere sans tutne ke baad....
chasing vapors Feb 2017
healing takes time.
it could take several weeks,
or months or even years.
we are uncertain.
but the only certainty is that,
we will heal.
we will grow again.
we will be whole again.
we just have to be patient, love.
yes, there would still be nights
that you'd cry over what had happened,
there would still be times
that they'd pop up in your mind,
but, love, you will get through it.
the road is rough
and everything seems tough,
because heartbreak is not a joke.
yes, it is never a joke.
but let me tell you that
He, who created you---
fearfully and wonderfully---
has a purpose.
and sometimes,
His grace comes not in what He gives,
but what He takes away.
everything will get better.
keep fighting, love.
keep fighting.
Shrivastva MK Feb 2017
Nam ** jati Hai aankhey
Ye baat soch kar,
Kyun chale jate Hai log
Aksar kisi ka dil tod Kar,
Jite Zindagi bhi ban jati maut us din
Jis din chale jate wo Pal kisi ki saans ban Kar,

Khele jate Hai es duniya me
Dil ka zajbat ban Kar,
Dete Hai dhokha yaha log aksar
Kisi ka khaas ban Kar,
Sabko pta hota Hai anjaam pyar ka
Phir kyon rote log kisi se pyaar Kar,

Pyar andha hota Hai phir
Kyon pyar karte log surat dekh Kar,
Jinka pyar sachha Hai wo
Amar ** jate Hai Mar Kar,
Ghut Ghut ke Ji rha hu
Mai ab zinda lash ban Kar...
Ek zinda lash ban Kar...
Feelings of love and life
Mila Berlioz Feb 2017
Querido, sin ti todo se mira oscuro,
nada tiene sentido.
Oh, amado mío, cuanto te extraño.

Al andar por las calles, pareciera que los postes de luz
no existieras, todo lo veo oscuro, sin color, sin matiz.

¿Qué será de mí? ¿Qué haré yo sin ti?

Debo afrontar la realidad:
Tú ya no estás, estoy más sola que nunca.

Oh bien amado, deja tu orgullo, y ven a mí.
Te amo, haz que todo tenga sentido de nuevo.
GAAM
Val Feb 2017
My walls is broken
and then you came
and broke me too,
for years it's wrecked,
for years I'm weak,
why do you have to come and go?
Leia R Jan 2017
if i had a second heart i'd fall for you twice
because having just one broken heart
doesn't feel quite as nice


l.r.
Jessa Jan 2017
I worship your ghost
And I look for your shadow
But I've forgotten
That I'm the phantom
Running along the corridor
Searching.....
For my broken heart
That you keep in a jar
Too many pieces
Of bleeding love
You stored
Too many bottles of life
You've ripped out
Where's mine?!
I fall down to the floor
Drowning with frustration
Choked with anger
Knowing......
I'm just another additional art
Of the broken heart you've collected

-Jessa
Pagan Paul Dec 2016
.
She sits for most of the time,
in a metal chair with wheels.
Counting out the value of life
with an injury that never heals.

She waits for most of the time,
to confirm that she is really there.
But how many people notice her
sat down in her wheel-chair.

She's invisible for most of the time,
she is there but nobody spies.
So she spreads her tiny wings
and floats unnoticed to the skies.

She cried for most of the time,
always alone and lonely in a crowd.
Now flying free her spirit rises,
there's no discrimination in the clouds.


© Pagan Paul (25/12/16)
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