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hazem al jaber Aug 2019
Give me a life ...

i had no chance ...
to stop thinking of you ..
while i didn't need...
to have that chance...
it's a decision ...
i took seriously ...
and grew up inside me ...
since my eyes ...
met yours ...
your eyes ...
which i got madly with ...
and dived within your soul ...
day by days ...
day by night ...
with no stop ..
till you got ...
the reality of me ...
where i go ...
to flow me ...
with the love ...
which i always ...
run after to get ...
to get you ...
as the passion ...
to my heart ...
to give me ...
the reason ...
to live this life ...
with no bore ...
only with love ...
and only with you ...
so , ..
please sweetheart mine ...
give me a real chance ...
to live this life ...
to love it ...
within your heart ...

hazem al ...
OpenWorldView Jul 2019
trimmed to fit in line
in someones english garden
grow nevertheless
bid your time
your chance may come
to grow free and high
Sabila Siddiqui Jul 2019
It is true pain changes people.
But you know what pain also does;
it hurts you,
it breaks you,
it drains you,
it disconnects you from the
people around you at times.

It sometimes makes you feel
like giving up on your life.
But maybe that's just a phase.

Maybe we have to break to heal.
Maybe we have to fall to rise.
Maybe we give up to fight.
Maybe we have to make mistakes to learn.
Maybe we have to tear to be courageous.

Maybe we have to go through chaos to find peace.
Maybe we have to feel weak to be strong.
Maybe we have to get messed up before we step up.
Maybe going down was a part of the plan of rising
up once again better.

Pain brings out the worst,
the best and sometimes
it is just different.
And you get to choose
who you get to cast yourself as.

You get to pick up those pieces
and place them the way you want to be.
Sometimes it isn't bad, it isn't good,
it's just different.
And that's alright.
I am the ugly duckling.
I am the doorless key.
I am the page forever unstained.
I am the beginningless story.

I am the man,
with no home.

I am,
The soul,
With no hope,
No trust,
No penance,
No closure,
No love,
No peace...

No humanity.

I,
am not lost,
For I was never even meant to be found.

~Robert van Lingen
kain Jul 2019
I'm such a failure sometimes
I'm not even close
To perfect
I guess
I never will be
That's okay though
There's enough light inside me
To light up this dark room
And even if it's ugly
It'll have to be enough
For better
Or for worse
All these things
These flaws
These intricacies
Are only for me
I'm a mixing ***
Of all the usual things
In a way all my own
My life
Is a culmination
To the one I am now
To the one I was
To the one I will become
For better
Or for worse
I think I like the one
I am
Read this aloud.
Masked Voice Jul 2019
Love is something we have
no luxury in giving or taking.
All we can do is surrender to it.
Love is too luxurious to any human, I guess.
regina Jul 2019
“I think it’s better this way” he whispered against her ear.

She smiled seemingly agree with his words.
“We shouldn’t take a risk in the first place” she muttered.
It always takes two to tango.
Quin Rosenheart Jul 2019
When you say you
would take a bullet
for me, I secretly
hope the bullet goes
through you and into
me, so I dont
have to live without
Y
O
U
Ashley Kaye Jul 2019
sometimes I fear being with people
is too much
I haven’t slept my temples
Pinched
eyes weary-hallowed
is there a place where I can converse
with all the demons that walk my earth?

I am ill but mostly
sick of me.

I have given all that I love
to apparitions
i claim to care for. Sometimes I fear
they see my wil-o-wisp glow
and grow hungry for me

lost ones
come now and borrow
my hope, my vitality
It’s okay you see...
i restlessly dream
for seeping sleep deep

I am ill but mostly
sick of me.
July 6, 2019
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