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Tehreem Aug 2016
So lost again where you found me
Locked secrets burning in dark eyes

Your demons from past haunting us
The passion keeps pulling me in

Words you say reeks of emotions
Hidden beneath cold crypt

I got close to the flames of your soul
Now I am your ash your smoke

The cigarette that you kissed deliberately
Remained residue consumed on your fingers
The smoke that left your lips and became uncatchable.
AylahHearts Aug 2016
My chest spasms...
Tightening vessels resemble bricks
Who knew that memories could feel so heavy
My eyes close for a moment
Flashes of your faces yank violently onto my optic nerves
While my brain attempts to circumnavigate
Turn regret into something easier said than done
My fists clench feeling hot and cold simultaneously
Air rushes into my wrinkled lips
While I breathe NEARLY all of this lingering essence out
Out of my lungs
And I try yet again to return to earth
Hearing an emphatic rhythmic pump
and your well–intentioned attempt to turn words into quietude
After lot many turns when one returns to his eternal abode
Then another life presents to him another musical ode
Life after life follows its code in its real pertinent mode
All burden of dust to unload to be again on destined road

Life is a series which carries along just very many shades
At times on bed of roses at times on sharp and blunt blades
Through zig zag paths it encounters very many ***** raids
It blossoms like rose through oceans it wades and then fades

Daring and dashing with pride take their objective and target
With their zeal and zest they aspire to encounter and just cut
They do not mind what danger lies where and situation is what
They never turn back and take on their chest the ****** bullet


Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
Tehreem Jul 2016
His darkness strolls through the alleyways of his mind
He watched his demons smirking at him
Another battle lost the wounded warrior walks
Turned the world upside down to retrieve sacred sanity
A few more steps echoed in the empty room
Smoke left his lips as he kissed another lot cigarette
Haze lifted for few precious moments between madness
His mind becomes intoxicated with her glimpses
A blaze shot through his grey veins
A flame of life burst into his soul
Dim dying eyes lit up with the lust for raspy lips
The temptation becomes an enraged monster
A bolt of need lights up the cave of his chest
Need flowed like a wave shivers his body
A new cigarette burned some more smoke filled his lungs
Words slurred and her images got blurred his mind
He died his millionth death breathed a desperate breath
That cold heart cracked forcefully to freeze shut again
For the Devil who keeps me alive to **** me again.
hopelessmuggle Jul 2016
Sink
Your
Head
Into
My chest
And let
Me
Feel
Why
I'm
Alive.
kaylene- mary Jun 2016
They will write entire novels based solely on your eyes, create depths of intangible intimacy that can only result in displacement.

You will come to know of death before death.

They will dip their fingers in your blood and paint diagrams of love across your chest. You will transform into artwork, a selfish inspiration.

On nights that end in benevolence, they will be too frightened to speak; and you will never understand.

You will learn how to break, but more like waves and less like porcelain.

They can feel agony far beyond your compression. Your silence will be substance for extinction, *and a poet never forgets.
Song ni May 2016
FEEL AGAIN

I feel myself give up
Lungs like deflated balloons
A hollow heart
The last beat echoing around
My chest
The gallery in my head
Has paintings set down from
Above
Take a pill and numb this pain
Teach me how to feel again
I'm to broken sorry
alasia May 2016
I have spent my life stumbling over the same mistakes generations of the people around me made clear I should not make. I know now that though this life is hard: this life is good. And I believe it more than ever because I hear it in the music of her words and the smile on her face and I can't help but be excited to raise the new humans and prepare them for the race. They will know life is not always winning because that's always tripped me up, I will show them simple victories like learning to persevere through the hard things. So when they find themselves making my mistakes they will know its okay to walk away and that they never have to justify why they didn't stay because no person will ever be reason enough to cut yourself open and beg to be loved. In the distant future along the fading sun I can tell my life is far from over and in fact it's hardly begun, my life has started and stopped though the world has never waited and I've questioned how we've come into existence and I've existentially debated but I'm aware now, more than ever, I love. I love deeply and passionately and violently it's true, and someday that will be enough for somebody and they'll return the feeling with real meaning and together we will fight the blackness that has threatened us and create a fire in our chests that burns brightest when we're together so if we ever get lost in the black hole we can find each other's lights and be drawn to each other's warmth and this fire will never be extinguished. Like wildfire, we'll let it spread, share it with our family, our children, our friends. This someday life will one day be in my hands because I've found a sturdy balance and stopped stumbling and instead learned. Even when life hurts there are worse things than being burned.
I had to grow down to remember how to grow up.
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