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Miss Me Jun 2017
I ache to roll the dice of pain
Over and over

A sad die, lost die, lonely die
Help me with a new lover
Lost somewhere gambling
Jayantee Khare Jun 2017
Losing the fear of losing is biggest gain in life
Benji James May 2017
She's looking out the window
A tear rolls down her cheek
She can't believe
what she had  just seen
The way he up and left
Slamming the door as he went
She called me on the phone
I said hello
There was a vulnerability
In her voice,
it was a conversation
In which I had no choice
And so I rocked up at your house
You opened the door
And that is when I saw

The pain was really aching
Inside your heart was breaking
I had to grab your hands
To stop them from shaking

It's okay girl
Let your mascara run
I'll hold you in these arms
As long as you need
It's okay girl
Let your mascara run
I'll clean you up
When you're done,
So let your mascara run

I sat you down on the couch
And looked into your eyes
There was a fire raging inside
But you didn't show it
Instead, you were breaking down
So low upon the ground
Tell me what happened now?
That's when you looked away from me

The pain was really aching
Inside your heart was breaking
I had to grab your hands
To stop them from shaking

It's okay girl
Let your mascara run
I'll hold you in these arms
As long as you need
It's okay girl
Let your mascara run
I'll clean you up,
When you're done,
So let your mascara run

She was staring at the ground
And I was running through scenarios in my mind
That's when you turned to me and said
He's met another girl
I saw him with her the other night
I thought I could forgive him
He said he'd make it right
Am I really that unlovable
Am I just not enough
Is that why he left me like this
Maybe I deserved this

The pain was really aching
Inside your heart was breaking
I had to grab your hands
To stop them from shaking

It's okay girl
Let your mascara run
I'll hold you in these arms
As long as you need
It's okay girl
Let your mascara run
I'll clean you up
When you're done,
So let your mascara run

You're always so quick,
To blame yourself
The blame is not yours
The blame lies with him
He obviously couldn't
See the perfect girl
Standing in front of him
You're loyal,
You never break the trust
That's why your heart
Has taken the fall
It's not weakness
It's a beautiful thing
It just means
You deserve better than him

The pain was really aching
Inside your heart was breaking
I had to grab your hands
To stop them from shaking

It's okay girl
Let your mascara run
I'll hold you in these arms
As long as you need
It's okay girl
Let your mascara run
I'll clean you up
When you're done,
So let your mascara run

©2017 Written By Benji James
pookie May 2017
To fear is to leave life behind,

To fear is to forget how to live,

To fear is to lose all you hold dear,

To fear is to get lost in your own mind,

Yet I fear for myself my family and my love,

And I have forgotten how to live.

Lost forever.
Pax Mar 2017
Where does hierarchy begin?
    Is it where the strong is on top,
and the weak step upon?

Where does your dignity be placed?
   Is it where your always be the winner,
no matter what, even it has bitter taste.

Is SURVIVAL really that cruel?
That some of us are just a tool,
a fool for the strong to be cool.

No, it can't be that bad
yet reality is quite sad.

Despite our hard beginnings
Life still is beautiful
that losing isn't everything.

Dignity is placed -
where you respect yourself the most
and Hierarchy isn't important
to where your love is...


© Pax
yeH! a new poem, a longer one and it's been long i haven't rhyme like this. a bit hard when you have limited vocab, my apologies for its simplicity and many thanks for reading.
meghna Mar 2017
I tried to find you in books and under cups of coffee;
I tried to find you outside my window and walls bare and empty.
I tried to find you in the depths of stories about defiant lovers and loveless monks;
I tried to find you in the cacophony of honks.
I tried to look for you as Spring rolled by;
And returned empty-handed at the end of July.
I tried searching for you on the loneliest shores lapped up by the sea;
And under the bower of placid trees.
To put it mildly,
I looked for you in every nook and cranny.
But while I was on a manhunt for you;
You swept past me like the loo.
PS Mar 2017
The worst thing about losing you
Is that it wasn't cinematic
The last time I lost somebody
I was in a blind panic.

The worst thing about losing you
Is that I could see it coming
It was there just down the line
But I still did nothing.
I found this in an old notebook and I liked it so...
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