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A B Faniki Jun 2019
I was once like a cell tower that connects a region;
But now am like an iPhone without a battery, useless.
If green means on, then nothing turns it on.
Worn out, I lie defeated in dust, thinking about help.
If I am to count on friends in troubled times,
Then I will stop at number zero, to be prudent.
Living among people these days is like being a
yam in a goat farm that has no feed.
These days people are throwing each other under
The bus easily, only to end up under it themselves.
God! You’re the only constant help in the world;
And without you we will all be drowning in misery.
By heaven, I tell you it is every man for
Himself these days and God for us all.
The love in humanity is dimishing. This is the new  standard in life
Ash Mar 2019
I search for myself within you
Offering fear founded issues
Love must be embraced before shared
Through self-hatred I’ve evinced
Selfish care
GraciexJones Nov 2018
Diving into my insecurities,
Replaying the same mistakes
Unfolding memories from the deepest crease,
Mesmerizing the unforgettable words
Reminiscing over faint situations
Tears trembling down my face,
A wave of nerves tip toe down my spine,

Tearing my mind into pieces
Thoughts are scattering around,
Blemishing the good thoughts
Peeling away the flesh of my sanity,
Revealing layers of my anxiety

Losing sight of what’s right
A misunderstanding of my identity,
A willingness to be distant
From the people I love dearly
Ammar Younas Nov 2018
I can play with words but not with heart, like you...
Everyone prefer to stay away from the people, smart like you...

You deserve to be painted in a masterpiece on my heart...
So no one should dare to touch an art like you...

I hope someday, you will come this way...
I did not burn the bridge when depart, like you...

My heart and mind seem to be in love...
I am learning to keep them apart, like you...

You will win the competition among disloyals...
Since i am not taking in it a part like you...
Written in Ghazal format.
Someone-Alone Aug 2018
Sin
I cannot speak,
Could not foresee,
It was a danger,
My judgements was led astray,
By liquor and talk of women,
The ugly truth of my sin,
Is I always try to hide,
Committing a crime of passion,
I want to desperately say,
But world's weight crushes me,
That is the lie I tempt to deploy,
As it was a lady of the evening,
I spent a night with not of love,
It was voracious lust,
Twas gluttony of ***,
Promised my hand to another,
Spent it in another's arms,
Now my name and money pay,
Not known as a saint,
Just the cheating dog,
My wallet cries with pain,
Every cent ripped from itself,
That night cost me my life,
Now I am forever gone,
Goodbye my friend,
I'll see Reaper at my rope.
Dess Ander Mar 2018
If I could buy loyalty, I would.
Name your price.
Ammar Feb 2018
you've left me in sickness
and you've left me in health
you've left me in droughts
and you've left me in rain
you've left me while dying
and you've left me crying

You've left me again and again
and I've stuck by you in times
that you left and those when your
need was a hand to hold and cry
or when you wanted to rip that same skin
in your anxiety & pain

I saw what he did to you
I saw the blackmail
I saw the false pain he painted
I heard his fake screams
and your real ones
and so I wondered

I wondered why
you painted the same pain
with blood and heartbreak
and called me a monster all night
while asking me to help you
these were the same words he used

This was the same pain he gave you
in different ways
with different doses
for different incentives
yet still
the same pain

You'd come back
and I'd believe you to stay
I believed that you would stay
at least for the time you had promised
and its not my fault
if you had promised forever

You'd leave again
like everytime
but I knew you'd come back
like everytime
but this time you say is different
like everytime
and I'm left knowing nothing
like everytime

I had believed my first kiss (you)
would also always be my last
I fought for it to be
maybe I still might
but then how are you so comfortable
kissing lips that aren't mine

You hated your name
perhaps because he told you
that it meant "mine" (his)
But I made you love it
because I showed you its real meaning
The gift from God

Hence I wonder
what makes you hurt me
the way he hurt you
what makes you leave
around every corner
when what is needed is a fight

I am no saint no savior no medic
but I stuck through your nightmares
and I bared the pain you caused
only to sit you down
and stop you from killing
what I had in me for you

But you are My Killer
finding reasons to leave me
ways to hurt me
procedures to rip open
my chest and cut through my heart
that beat with your two syllable name

I still wonder why
and the one reason you offer
is just not strong enough
or good enough
to leave someone in the ways
you left me

I'm no saint
but I've never left you in pain
the way you've always left me
all relationships need 2 things: some compromise and commitment
I offered both
you offered none
I wonder why....
Hold me in your arms and just whisper
No sound just the sound of the candle flicker
It feels different this time
I don't feel like you're really mine

'I Love You' is just a big lie
You just want to see me beg and cry
I used to think it was fine
Until you took all my might and shine

You heard it through the grape vine
That I wasn't loyal
But it wasn't me this time
I can definitely see the signs
Äŧül Oct 2016
My words might have hugged you in your memories,
When you were decided against me & my poems.
When you took the love of mine out of your heart,
You must've remembered me writing poems for you.

It was necessary for the river of your eyes to flow,
It was necessary to love as well as to separate.
It was necessary that we collected our desires,
But it was also necessary for them to breakdown.

Tell me, you remember when you had stolen my heart,
You made that stolen item the home of God.
When you used to say that you read my name in prayers,
You feared to miss the prayer of love.

But now I remember it all,
And know that they were just talks,
It was necessary to roll back on your words,
And it was necessary for your eyes to let the tears fall.

Our faces are the same, you're the same and so I'm,
But I'm lost somewhere, so are you.
You have been disloyal in love,
I was and am still the disbeliever.

We have attained our destinations but still are travellers
I wandered a lot after being cast out from your heart
But whenever I wandered I just remembered,
That to wander was also a necessity.
HP Poem #1218
©Atul Kaushal
K Balachandran Mar 2016
Show him your knife, oh! lovely killer, he wouldn't mind,

Seeing your weapon of destruction before the bull is felled,

How much should he suffer,not any more swiftly bring to an end

Was your's love?In such ingenious disguises, how clever!


Well polished and sharpened is the weapon, such meticulous care,

For the precision expected, never ever you missed your target.

A gleaming cutting edge, you sure want to make him proud.

Now I  see this clearly, the magnificence darkness processes!


If a sanguinary end of love life is thy pleasure, may thy will prevail,

Yes your love has been expressed tarantula like , from the day one.

The dark angel, with a vengeful gift, you are, the dark bloom too.

Yet another martyr of love, all his pain equals to your one searing kiss.
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