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solfang Apr 2021
they say,
time will heal;
but the clock broke,
the day my heart
stopped ticking
for you
heartache.
TheUnseenPoet Mar 2021
Don't delete this email,
It's a poem, it's quite sweet,
It's got some rhymes and metaphors,
So please don't hit delete.
Don't delete this email,
A poem is here you see,
I've spilled the beans on my hopes and dreams,
Wiv posh vocablurree.
Don't delete this email,
The content it might grab 'ya,
But while you're here.....come closer dear....
I've got some cheap ******.
Miriam Mar 2021
Life without you
is like food with no recipe
Don’t care what they say
You’ll always be the best of me
The truth is I’m a little lost inside
I keep on letting my feelings hide
Is it wrong not to feel right
Without you walking by my side
Day after Day-Night after Night
Don’t care what it takes
I’ll put up a fight
©️Copyright 2021 MH
solfang Feb 2021
sea
you're the open sea;
endlessly wild and raging,
dangerously untamed,

yet I find myself
floating in it
toxic relationship problems
solfang Feb 2021
the memories of us
induced my insomnia,
and the tears on my pillow
became my sleeping pills
how does it feel like being able to sleep at night without crying?
Miriam Feb 2021
I miss everything.
I miss people, I miss places
I miss family, I miss friends
I miss that feeling you get on a summer night, driving home from a family gathering,
windows down,music blasting out
with the sticky humidity
and smell of summer bbqs in the air.
The birds chirping ,insects buzzing
and the smell of freshly cut grass drifting in air, while walking bare foot through the fields
watching the sunset on those summer walks.
The family holidays,
walking along the golden kissed beaches, swimming as the sun goes down.
Having fish and chips on the pier
with the cry of gulls circling the air
and sand between your toes.
Road trips to a new place
and feeling that sense of pure exhaustion and satisfaction
as you head home on the motorway..headphones in, reminiscing the day, caught up in your own little bubble  ...
These are a few of the moments I miss the most.
The first paragraph of my latest piece on 2021 thoughts with Covid and reminiscing the things we took for granted and miss so much ... more parts coming soon
Natalie Dec 2020
When I was young..

I wore my favorite bracelet from Build-A-Bear

But when I went the grab his hand, the seams broke there

Two years later, a locket was given by another

The same day, it broke and was smothered

Almost three years later, I wore a basic earring

The jewel broke away without fearing

God gives me hints but I love hard

Hopefully this doesn’t leave me scarred
He left me- lol
solfang Oct 2020
my heart does not understand loss
or the idea of what's not yours;
it had only yearned for love,
not heartbreaks that dove;

torments itself with violence,
when memories unwind;
but suffers in silence,
and left sanity behind

oh, this heart of mine
someday you will learn
to somehow be fine;
but as for now,
love and treat yourself kind
breakup ***** cause I can control my mind but not my heart
Kashish Lahrani Jul 2020
Every time I sacrifice my happiness
And devote myself entirely
Just to bring a grin on your little face
I realise,
The sacrifices my mother made
Were prodigious as compared to all I do for you.
The realization of my ‘self-sacrifice’,
Took me back to the days when your sacrifices meant nothing to me
And I hold deep remorse, mother.
It’s now that I know,
Sacrifices are what you made
Adjustments are what I’ve ever managed to do.
Kashish Lahrani Jul 2020
Strolling down the bridge I was,
As I witnessed a day of dappled seaborne clouds
A sudden clash of wind caressed my cheeks
The sky turned into shale grey, and I knew the rain has come

I got the first splatter of rain
I looked for a tree to hide under
But I also couldn't resist dancing in the rain
Despite the mild lightning and thunder

I got drenched, I got soaked
I felt every splash that touched my skin
As the droplets fell onto the ground, the sound seemed melodious
That reminded me of a heartfelt croon.

Scintillating beams of light broke through the clouds
After a heavy yet, soothing downpour
The flowers got covered in dewdrops, the tiny droplets fell off the grass
And I cherished the musty petrichor
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