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b Aug 2018
i should feel blessed
to have things to miss.

i only feel lucky,
and rather empty

to have something
to miss
is to have something
to lose.

i am stubborn.
i am a sore loser.

i will circle dates
like a child to chirstmas
for Orion,
and for May.

so until we feel
the sun and its heat.
i bid you adieu
and my love from afar.
ill be waiting
PandaPao Aug 2018
#15
I always wonder
Why I got so lucky
So lucky to have you
You brought happiness back to my life
Loving you seems so **** easy
I love you not only for what you are
But for what I am when you took my heart
I will love you until the day I die
If there's life after that
I'll love you then
Love was just a word until you came
And I prayed that one day
We dont have to say I love you
When that day comes
I want us to say
I do
I walked into a silent house
peaceful, though it seemed
The echoes of my memories
Continue, how they scream

My thoughts had taken over
Strengthening the demons of my past
They fought for years to own my soul
This battle was my last

I removed the plastic cap
Removed the shiny foil
I turned the bottle upside down
And said goodbye to sorrow
Early in 2018 I took 180mg of klonopin. My fiancé found me outside by a tree. After 3 days of intubation I was released from the hospital.
Àŧùl Jul 2018
I got inducted into a PhD program.
I am very happy now.

Loving my days as they shine,
Over the edge I pushed sorrow,
Viewing my love grow mature,
Enjoying the achievements I am.

Putting consciously the efforts,
Onto hers and my own life too,
Over the hours of togetherness,
Jovially invested time & loyalty,
Actuating each other to do the best.
I am offered admission to a PhD program and I think that apart from my parents' guidance and my own efforts, my best friend Pooja Shah is to be credited for boosting my confidence and focus.

From August 1, begins a year of hardwork and dedication.

My HP Poem #1713
©Atul Kaushal
Lydia Jul 2018
One time I showed up to a bar
took all my layers off and decided to give it a try
I let loose and felt free and drowned my sorrows in dainty drinks and rap music
Feeling like a bomb shell ready to blow
I let the world get under my skin and the beat roll into my veins as I became the girl everyone wants to meet
that everyone wants to talk to
I became the girl of my dreams
swirling in drinks with tiny straws and orange juice
dancing alone but felt like the whole room was with me
time flew by
until I left and became the same old girl who walked into a bar just to give it a try
Luck she smokes
coming out in clouds spreading all over
violent tracks grey noises breaking
dreams in sleep
slow waves
blending to blues when the sun is coming
out
breathing in back volumes of screaming alarms
ocean salt crunches in her morning bones
last time she was a mermaid
past life she was a Fortune
spinning a thread
sewing her dress
spinning later in dance
stranger creatures downstairs look great
finally staring at the spring sun
through fingers it burns
seems for luck
like a candle play of the past evening
reaching heat on the highest spot on the top
where she finds lucky solution
in the underworld kingdom watered with five wholesome oceans
room covered with vital rose blossoms
to the dusty pink noise
Fortuna goddess is dancing on her tip toes
Wantafry Jun 2018
I tried my luck  
with catching frogs,
and must have found my prince.

He picked me up
when I was down,
and hasn’t dropped me since.
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