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Àŧùl Aug 2017
Keep missing her love I am always,
Richter scale failed during those days,
In the ones that earthquake struck,
Poor me - I sank in her crooked love,
I'm a man simple to stupidity's extent.

I tried so hard only to end up faithless,
Should love ever cross my way again?

Drooling over an apparent innocence,
Electric shocks I'll always remember,
Again I know she won't fall from grace,
D**eepening is this sorrow in my cage.
My HP Poem #1648
©Atul Kaushal
Ally Mustin Jul 2017
I loved you,
And I meant it.
You said it,
And you didn't.
How was your heart so cold
Yet you made me feel so warm.
I didn't even care about you first,
You said I was "attached"
But you are just vain,
We played this game all night
In creature of swallows night.
You made me feel beautiful and full of life,
But then there were times you made me cry.
I just wanted to be friends,
But you ruined that too,
Now we don't speak,
And I didn't even cry.
And I want you to know now
If you ever want to come back or if you start dying
I would not care,
You would feel as I did.
You mean nothing to me now.
Mel Tulane Jul 2017
The girl that I fell in love with had long hair
She had bright blue eyes and never wore a lick of makeup
She laughed a lot but she was very cool
She showed her emotions but never too much.
The day she cut her hair was very symbolic
She cried when she got home and looked in the mirror.
Despite what she thought and how I knew her to look,
I still thought she was beautiful
The day she wore makeup for the first time was a mess
She had dark circles and lines covering her beautiful eyes
Making them seem like a whole new shade.
But despite the looks she got on the street, I still thought she was spectacular.
The day she heard her favorite joke and didn’t laugh was the hardest of all to bear
I waited for the punch line to hit her and I sat waiting for that hypnotizing laugh
But she just offered a weak smile and a fake scoff
The girl I had fallen for had completely disappeared right before my eyes.
bird Jun 2017
...and all i have, the air i breath

i will plug, and diverge into
a manifestation of memory.
Poetic T Jun 2017
Carbonated shimmers are
luminous on the taste buds
of sight, I drink deeply.

The bubbles of creation make
my perspective intoxicated,
Inhaling every sheen tasting deeply.

Not realizing some have exhausted
there lingering seethe. Tastes had
died longer before I tasted upon them.
Gunner Jun 2017
Kick the Calendar
Take a ride to the other World
To stretch the Leathers
To leave your Feathers

A lady with a scythe has Visited
Leave the World
To listen to the crickets Sing
To have a garden Growing

Finish one's Day
Lower the curtain of Life
To be three meters Under
To take a Blunder

Candle gets Extinguished
Say goodbye to one's Life
To kick empty Space
To accept the Emprace

of Death
Jerrad Johnson May 2017
We just met but I enjoyed your company
You were with child and you seemed just a little wild

We spoke only a few times, but I enjoyed those times
You seemed happy and ecstatic; I wonder if it was just automatic

That you wanted to exit never occurred to me, I guess you wanted to be set free
It’s hard to see any light when you’ve made a mistake; you couldn’t wait for daybreak

Was the pain too much to bear, couldn’t you find someone who cared?
Did you suffer in the last moments, did regret this too?

Now you’re gone and your child is too, what if you had it to redo?
Would you return and live the life you were meant to have?

Would our conversations grow old together, would we be strong against the weather?
Would your glowing countenance be true, your precious moments not just a few?

I wonder about the life your child would have had,
Would your child be like you, would she share your world view?

For a memory of the old times, you now live in these rhymes.
From my book, "Aimless Wanderer"
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1544626347
Jim Davis May 2017
Blazing sun awakes
Still in dreams of long nightmare
Love died, I still lived

©  2017 Jim Davis
Sushant Bhujel Apr 2017
A new born to some years old
Cute, happy and smiling soul
Words weren't a need at all
No complaints or demands I recall

I don't know what and how I thought
I don't know if I cared or not
But as I learned understanding what people said
I started confusing myself in my head

Listening and talking the talks, I learnt
Thinking weird things, do's and don'ts
Restless my mind
Never ending my thoughts
Shame on this mind
For not understanding
The understanding disease I'd caught

All began unraveling with what people said
And the talks in this mind that stayed
Sowed the very first of them in the mind
To reap every word and it's kinds

It did reap
I enjoyed listening a lot
I enjoyed blabbering words
I enjoyed thinking the thoughts

But what it reaped
Ripped my peace of mind
And
Now
When I try to keep it quiet
Inside
I feel
The peace....
Peacefully died!
Nox Feb 2017
The sun loved the moon

so much he died

every night

to let her breathe.
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