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Your voice, a lullaby
to my restless nights—
an embrace from
someone I’ve never known.

It lays down with me
here in my tomb,
awaiting ascension.
It knocks at the sepulchre
of my subconscious.

I yearn to know you.
Your rituals are devotions.
I long to learn from the gods.
Divinity has graced this sepulchre,
tapping the hard walls of this tomb.

Is this the voice of salvation,
or an echo of loss?
Am I ascending to heaven,
or are you descending with me to hell?

Your voice digs deep into my core,
down to my stone-cold being.
My flesh has rotted—
bled down to the marrow—
yet the feathers of your wings
have graced my lost soul.

In this sepulchre,
you knocked at my tomb.
You offered no redemption—
yet your presence is a confession.

A siren with feathers,
your presence lingers,
even without knowing you.

Your soul echoes within me.
Your songs, are sacred runes—
they cry and bleed,
like the river that flows through me.

Something ancient awakes,
knocking on these sepulchre walls.
It transcends heaven, hell, and earth—
an otherworldly communion,
carved out beyond mortal flesh.

Your voice lies beside me in this tomb.
A lingering presence,
keeping me grounded
as I await ascension.


- N.V. 🥀
An answer to a calling.
Dear Mother Kali
Thank you
For blessing me
With your loving child
For however long
And however short

And let me love her
How she needs
Not how I want

Be the guileless guide
The sail that meets her sea
For I am a missing piece
But to a different puzzle

Let me understand
I do not need to be
Congruent or aligned
There's a beauty in
The authentic blind

And though I do not fit
Let me meet life
Where it touches
And love from where I stand

As I meet life
Where it needs me
Not by ego design

For I am the Cathedral
That never got quite finished
Like they say
A work in progress

But just because there's
Gaps in the roof
It does not mean
On this sunny day
My Heart cant sing.
Every starless night arises
The rigid feelings beneath my ribs can't be pared
It is always alongside the beast
My eyes are full of desire
My hands dull and stiff
All I can see is the barren land

Wandering where's the place
I should lay down this head?
Drowned by punishment, I found nothing
In the depths of my deflection, I seek inside
What deserves to be embraced?

While on my bones
darkness carved precisely
The sturdy dance and reckless getaway
Adorned by whisper, the devil's own
I betrayed the war within myself
Back to back, against the storm

But the divine sheds light on me

Leads my way to this home
Where flowers gracefully bloom.

I fight for reborn
Demanding my own honour
by blood and name

For now, I see it
Their existence is my sacred salvation
A reminder that life is worth adoring
For all of you,
My beloved kingdom and family.
जन्म दिलास तूच मला,
आणि तूच मला वाढविलं,
सोनेरी दागिन्यासारखं एकदम
तूच मला घडविलं.

कधी चुकलो तर ओरडलीस मला,
कधी प्रेमाने जवळ घेतलंस,
कधी लागेल असं बोललीस मला,
कधी काळजीने पांघरूण घातलंस.

झेलल्यास माझ्या अडचणी
स्वतःवर तू सर्व,
आईसारखं नातं बनवणारा
थोडाच आहे तो निसर्ग.

कितीही काहीही झालं तरी
नाही देणार मी तुला अंतर,
आयुष्याच्या शेवटपर्यंत तुझ्यावर
प्रेम करीन मी निरंतर.
ही कविता ०६ जून २०२० रोजी लिहिलेली आहे
Midnight makes no sound when it arrives.

Silently deadly you sneak into my bones,
sweetly deadly you nest inside.
With no time to escape
and too scared to play dead.

Night craves for no light
and my only shelter is my own flesh
but oh wait,
you are already inside.

Silently deadly like a virus,
sweetly deadly like love.

Every day at dusk, I hide.
But oh wolf,
you have to find me only once.

Loudly blatantly you munch my bones,
delightfully blatantly you nest inside.


[Another recurrence of the Devotion Rot habit—spilled as art.]
A love that spreads like an infection through your body - never asking for permission, just taking what it owns. A love that feels too good to be right. A passion too big to describe. A dark love we would love to feel, and yet we dread. What a lovely way to love.
Whitewolf Jul 6
In the deep sea, where a single ray fell,
I saw your eyes — glowing like precious pearls.

How many thunders must have rumbled...
to craft such lightning into your form?

You wear the hue of a goddess in dance,
and in a single blink,
I was captured —
as if a million stars gathered
just to swirl beside your ear.

Not in seven notes of music,
nor in the seven realms of existence,
have I ever heard anything
like the melody of your laughter.

The wind that touched your hair
became the breath of life itself.
The breeze that kissed your skin —
even the trees shivered and laughed with joy.

Perhaps day and night were born
only to compete for a glimpse of you.

What drunken trance was God in,
to create you with such beauty?

Did He kiss you with rain
to quiet His own longing,
after crafting a flower like you?

Even a withered flower
gains fragrance
just by sharing the air you exhale.

Was it just to witness your beauty
that God gave man the gift of sight?
Or was it jealousy,
that made Him lock flowers behind fences —
so none may rival you?

With so much desire in His design,
why, then, did He leave you alone on Earth?

How angry might He be,
watching me gaze upon you with such longing?

Yet I feel no fear,
only a tiny hesitation in my heart...

O daughter of the Divine —
Even if it takes a thousand lifetimes of penance,
I shall win your love
as a blessing earned.
Ricardo Diaz Jun 28
I want to marry you.
Not in the way it's so common these days, I mean marry as in;
I will care about everything,
the good things, the bad things,
the terrible things, the mundane things all of it, every hour, every minute, every second, of every day.
I'm saying your life will not go unnoticed because I will notice it.
I'm saying your life will not go unwitnessed because I will be your witness.  
Eden or Armageddon do us part.
Untill our hugs take us to an infinite.
Untill the lining of your throat memorizes every vein,
Unit my tongue knows only the taste of your trembling lips.
I will tear down every wall between us be it gold of silver,
Be it Man , Woman or Beast alike.
The pain of losing is awakened a hunger
I will pry you from the family that's not me and make you mine.
Think I'm delusional?

(with absolute resolve and silent anger)
I  WILL BE YOUR WITNESS.

TRY ME!

(Written under a sheidy tree)
A SHEIDY DAY IN THE WINTER
Lance Remir Jun 27
I write about you
Every single day
Letters upon letters
Entries and poetries
Writing of us, of you
Lovingly and angrily 
Yearning and lonely
Every single night
Chapters and stories
Emotions and thoughts
Thousands of words
Even with all this
You can't even send
A single word back
pili Jun 25
i called what we had puppy love
unwavering adoration, unadulterated innocence
pure and simple and unconditional in its essence
with heart eyes, blushes, smiles so wide
butterflies in my stomach i took for a tail that wagged
and endless “i love you”s like proud barks
i did not realize that love was only on my side

Unconditional, loyal, like a dog at your feet
i would never bite the hand that fed me rich pedigree
but you weren’t even feeding me the real thing
in its place scraps of treats left behind by the last breed

with no love to spare and bones bare
I’ve grown too old  now for your fleeting care
not fun to play with anymore, not your shiniest toy,
too much work with no reward, I sparked no joy
so you kicked me out and drive to the store
to adopt a new pet as I sit at the back door
you lock me outside with no guide or reason why,
left me with false hope as my only light

so i wait again for you to open your home to me as i grow bored
wait to be fed even just the trash from your floors
pawing and barking, pleading to stay
promising I’d change if you’d look my way
to love you better this time around
to bite less no matter the hits you use to put me down

leaves fall as i sit by the door to no avail,
spring calls as I see another puppy gather your mail
the months go by as im forced to watch
before I decide I’ve had enough

so I pull myself away determined to walk out of your back lawn
only to find a fence keeping me stuck until the end of dawn
i think of digging under or jumping over, plot a way to escape and find new love
but you told the world I was rabid, wild,
A beast with danger in its eyes, untamed and reviled
described me with sharp canines and a killer instinct, when we both knew i couldn’t hurt an insect
You painted me with your cruel disdain
ensuring no one else would ease my pain should i ever get away
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