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Kim Seul Jan 18
For nights, endlessly I had nurtured, a flower that could never grow—
A seed descent of bloom rotting, falling slow.
It wasn't the fault of the water or the air—so they say;
The fault lay with the gardener, who trusted the wrong seed that day.
his eyes are what graze his meal,
while he pokes at it with a fork, like a child

she asks in a sweet voice, if there’s
anything on his mind…

with a full plate, leftovers of his love
for her, and an empty pride - he finally asks
her

“did you also tell him you love him, right
after I watch you both kiss each other”

splat!

her spoon crushes pieces of food on her plate,
my love, I swear to you, it was only ONE TIME

he smiles, but in a sombre voice he replies,
“funny, with such a passionate kiss I watched,

I’m sure the both of you had a lot of practice”
Carson Mia Jan 7
I'm hanging on by a thread
because of words that you said

You say you didn't mean it
Don't want to see me cry

There's pain inside my voice
whenever I ask you why?

I knew that you had loved me
when you saw me at first glance

So why did you do these things to me
when I gave you a second chance
Giving this poem a second chance
Soraya Ali Dec 2024
I can write you a letter
You can read it before you sleep
I can knit you a toy
Only one which you can keep
My gifts to you
The only trace of me in your world

A strand of my auburn hair touches
Your floor
Your face
Your bed
Your beard
My gifts to you
The only trace of me in your world
Prathipa Nair Dec 2024
Believed in his love making me sweet
Never knowing it was filled with lust
And only lust...
Closed my eyes in his love making me blind
Never knowing it was filled with lust
And only lust...
Shared me for his love making me pride
Never knowing it was filled with lust
And only lust...
Left me in his thoughts making me sick
Never knowing it was just lust
And only lust...
Alexis Dec 2024
You wore a coat of deceit,
Promising that we would meet.
I laid my heart bare in your palms,
You made it a puppet - strings and all.
Whilst I held my breath
And counted the days,
You warmed another's bed
And continued your games.
I tried to reason with myself,
But the flames in my heart burned too well.
You lied that you needed time
And that everything would be fine,
But wrecked souls lay in your wake,
You just know how to take.
And now, as I rip your knife out of my chest,
Only sorrow remains behind this lonely breast.
The pain of being emotionally manipulated, drained and cheated on by someone you once cared deeply for
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