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Dibyendu Sarkar Jun 2020
Laughing little man
With no sense at all
Mysteries in his pocket 
Breaking, Building 
Cosmos apart. 

Laughing little man 
Friends with noman 
Meaningless, stringless 
I haven't changed at all 
Flashing images of the past
Broken apart so many times.

Laughing little man
Turn your head 
Moment of attention 
Laying on the lane

Don't you remember ? 
Laughing little man 

Forget, upset, reset. 

©sarcasticbong
You forget me huh!
Fae Jun 2020
There is nothing that
can counteract the balance.
..Wretched imagery..
Fae Jun 2020
If I wrote haikus,
A rose by any other name,
Thinks itself taller.
Fae Jun 2020
One, two, three, four, five
digits that still twinge with life,
..poke it with a stick..
Parinoor Apr 2020
being awake at 4 am
I thought of everything
and yet nothing was in my mind.

I looked out the window
at a world half sleep
dreaming and still dreamless.

everything was timeless,
a world hung in-between
everything and nothing all.

I existed,
and yet I didn't.

yesterday had gone
but today wasn't here yet.
so where was I?
who was I?

I was meaningless
but I could still be defined.
I was everyone and everything,
and yet, no one and nothing.

for in those moments,
I was infinite.
Tony Tweedy Apr 2020
All I have are the footprints that show where I have been.
Passing natures beauty and all the faces that I have seen.

The empty road ahead seems darker than it ever has before.
My mind whispers to me that it cant do this life much more.

I have seen the things aplenty and I am tired of the view.
My days are filled with replay and there is never any new.

I'm not afraid to end it and it certainly holds little fright.
Yet I see others fighting to survive so to end it cant be right.

A sense of being trapped like a mouse treading upon a wheel.
Just knowing that until the last I breathe that this how I will feel.

Do you know these feelings and the empty lonely days?
To wake upon to the morning to curse the suns new shinning rays?

Like you I know not when or if this today will be my last.
But I wont mourn a life of no future and of only never ending past.

Tired of the expectations of what life compels each and all to do...
And loneliest of all my empty days no one dear to say "I love you".

My life is but a long memory of someone no longer there.
I who have no purpose, destined to vanish as if smoke upon the air.
Feeling very unwell and oh so very tired.
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