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Ainnoot 5h
She doesn’t want to be loved, just wants to be felt.
She wants a full feeling, not something fulfilling
Badshah Khan Feb 9
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust) – 28

BismillahIr RahmanIr Raheem

In cruel atmosphere, I bloomed with pristine purity,

With gentle and soft, I was sincere to the social beings,

But beings use Me for their own purpose,

And trash me as litter once it’s been adequately fulfilled,

As my Beloved (earth) given life and when I rest peacefully,

She Grasped me and knowingly allow to successful revival,

Once again to bloom in this cruel unkind world!

Allah Khair….. Khairul Rabul Alameen Yah Arrahmanur Yah Raheem

Ummah Thurab – Badshah Khan.
©UT-BK 2019
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust)
Johnny walker Dec 2018
Will this pain ever release Its hold me, and let me try
live again for I've done all
that I promised and kept  all the memory of you so much alive
And the world now know of you Helen and the twenty years we spent together through the poems that I write and all who read of you everyone now Helen love's
too
A promise kept to Helen made to myself Is being fulfilled and keeping your memory alive and always
will
Isaac Oct 2018
You could die today or tomorrow.
The chance is real no matter the sorrow.
Have you given out to the point of peace,
Knowing very well your own life will cease?
Your eyes that read and ears that listen
Will one day have fulfilled their mission.
But you don't know that hour or time.
All you know is that you cannot rewind.
The freedom is in what you say and do
Inside this moment that forever is new.
Your breath is running out, so don't be shy.
Love people, for that is what never runs dry.
Written 31 October 2018
Dee Oct 2018
I would wait years in isolation
for a chance
at life
with you
Because you are enough to last me five lifetimes
You are more than enough
Daniel Ruiz Jun 2018
No longer blank pages
Roam this land of yours,
They have become a story
Something to behold
Something to look up to,
They’ll be seen in books,
About how much they express,
And the future will feel,
What I felt when I wrote them.

Fulfilled pages,
Complete to the grim,
Fine,
Detailed,
Expressive of what I felt,

Pages that no longer hold,
What I was once.

They are no longer
Just blank pages,
Alas,
They are more than that now.

they’ve fulfilled
The reason they were made for.
The opposite of of me, A fulfilled person
Kewayne Wadley May 2018
What we have together is complicated.
It very well may be toxic.
But I am glad it happened.
I ask if you love me.
The physical representation of thirst.
You curve my appetite in so many ways.
I am full in knowing that you complete me.
Such a sensual smell.
My mouth burnt by the hot.
My taste buds go insane each time you are near.
Watering at the mouth.
I've eaten too much but know you fulfill my every need.
I often picture a life together with you.
Seasonal aroma, stirred and mixed.
Following your lead.
We grow older.
At times you upset my stomach.
I regret the decision of going to find you.
But this is the same reason I am drawn towards you.
Licking the corners on my mouth.
You fill what hunger I have and I love it.
Because I love you.
We may have our spats but that's anyone that confuses misunderstanding.
I am sincere in the way I am reminded.
Yet selfish in the way I am spoiled.
I love you because you always commit with purpose.
One spoon at a time.
To wake up and have you here with me.
I wouldn't trade anything for it.
To wake up and have you beside me, 
To wake up and ask is that Shrimp Fried Rice on your breath
Hidden Glace May 2018
The warm wind tugs at my heart like a lover returning
But in this sorrow is a neon joy shining brighter than everything I’ve ever seen


It reminds me of you
Tussling my hair
Moving toward my destination
Hoping I’ll return to its embrace

How lovely the wind feels, curling in the spaces my fingers make
I took a half mile walk and the wind started blowing and I felt like writing about it
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