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C W Mar 2018
Him
Funny.
The one thing you really want doesn't really want you.
He doesn't need you.
Yet you are his.
You would give up everything for him and in many ways you already have.
Your soul.
Your passion.
Your drive.
Just For a moment in time.
To feel him.
To kiss him.
You can't say no.
And when he is gone.  
He haunts you in your dreams.
He crawls around your mind.
He eats through your heart.
He is that thing that rips your spine.
Your lover.
Your demon.
Your familiar.
Eating and consuming the last of you.
Afeli Mar 2018
Sunlight kissing his cheek, oh! I'm covetous.
But  I wonder, would I be warm enough to sooth his cold soul?
Yusof Asnan Mar 2018
He tried to be the good.
He tried to make his heart bigger;
For more people to fit in.
Yet he knows not,
His heart only stretches.
Thinner by each passing moments.
Till it burst.
And then he have to rebuild.
Society continually asks about relationships;
How many you've had, how many you've faked.
Society constantly asks about affection;
Whether you've expressed affection or not.

Society never asks how many times love lead to heartbreak;
What you undeservedly deserved.
Society never asks if you're okay;
Whether you're living positively or whether you feel like just another brick in the wall, waiting to be vandalised and demolished.
helena alexis Jan 2018
“why do you write
about him so much?”
my friends ask me

“because this way
I’m his forever”
i reply
he’s mine in my dreams
thehiddenwriter Jan 2018
I was standing somewhere alone,
watching things come and go,
listening to the noises and voices around me,
that moment was constant,
as nothing felt different,
no person or thing made me hold my breath a moment longer,

but then you came,
like a wind,
which turned into storm,
and somehow
you cancelled all the loud noises,
you blurred all the excessive frames,
it was as if you hacked my mind and
made me focus my everything on you.

I don’t know what happened in that moment
but it was different,
and for me
love is something different
something that mesmerizes you,
amazes you, and something that you hold onto.
January 9 2018 almost 2 pm and
I am writing this somewhere in the corner
Solomon Dec 2017
He is an artist,
Precise on His canvas,
Plotted a million twist,
On His masterpiece,The Universe,
Within it He breathe souls with different scars,
An art so divine,
Skies with 7 billion stars,
Sadly,none aligned.

Not yet.We don't just glimmer in position.We dance as we shoot ourselves across His endless canvas,seeking alignment with another that will fit in the hollow He left in us.He didn't leave a clue so it's okay to be crestfallened and confused,when we thought we'd found the one...only to notice that they're just passing by.Life goes on.
Shout out to Tehillah for the title suggestion!
Gowtham Ganni Dec 2017
Love letter -
his darling gave
to her fella
Tick tock, tick tock. It's already 12am.
Tick tock, tick tock. He recieved a spam.
A man woke up in the middle of the night,
And he didn't think that it'll make him excite.

Every night, at the middle of the night. He's always awake; for some unknown reason.
Until, he felt strange from around; he doesn't know. Why every season?
Tick tock, tick tock. There is something near him.
Tick tock, tick tock. His eyes got dim.

He was surprised that he was not in his house.
But then he saw a doctor approaching him and he asked who brought him to the hospital. The doctor answered him; your spouse.
"My spouse?" he asked the doctor again.
As the doctor answered; "Yes" he suddenly felt scared and he just said; okay then.
He waters me with love
I blossom like a rose
When a person loves you the love should always blossom. The love keeps growing.
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