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Shofi Ahmed Sep 2018
When I see the same star
every night, I ask
where did you go
at the end of the last night?

Skipping the gap!
It always gives me
the same reply.
See you tomorrow night!
I wonder as one read this poem what pops up in the mind in terms of life, nature and the time and space?
Amanda Kay Burke Aug 2018
It hurts to send you
Poems knowing you don't care
Enough to reply
My poetry is meaningless to you
fatima Jul 2018
tell me
as i know nothing
clueless as it is
everything is just unknown

as i want to know things
to understand, not to be mad
i want to be open
in everything i want to know

so tell me
as i am clueless
like a child full of woes
am curious enough?
just tell me if i'm bothering you.
Yip Wayne Jul 2018
Tap tap tap
Send
Delivered
Received

If there could be one punishment
It would surely be this
The effect so sinister yet so innocent
A simple reply would bring the world peace

Tap tap tap
Send
Delivered
Received

Why should I blame you for my heart's unease?
It not as horrendous as compared to blue ticks
Unless, of course, you deactivated your read receipts
Like a professional crook who covers their prints

Tap tap tap
Send
Delivered
Received

The wait is driving me insane
But I've to mask my maniacal pettiness
Put on a straight face to feign
Is it that hard to hide my emptiness?

Tap tap tap
Send
Delivered
Received

Read
Mystic Ink Plus Jul 2018
If anyone asks,
what will you do for me?

Just reply,
I will give you today.
Genre: Q & A
Theme: Precious Time
Mystic Ink Plus Jun 2018
When they ask, "what do you want to be?"

"An example", just reply.
Genre: Inspirational
Theme: You deserve no less
The Writer Jun 2018
i’m just a confused little girl
who has never been in love
who has never known how
to care for others but myself

but here i am, phone in hand
staring at my screen like
all the answers are there
waiting for your reply

the wait can seem long, foolish
but every response sends a thrill -
an electric shock to my heart
sends warmth through my bones

and thinking of you brightens my
seemingly pointless day with your
too small smile and knowing gaze
your excitable energy and quiet voice

is this love? or am i just a fool?
a fool who has fallen completely for
your unattainable thoughts and
your hidden scars and pains

i’m not sure anymore honestly
i’m the confused little girl after all
who has never been in love
but has always wanted to give it a try

so why not try now?
Gale L Mccoy May 2018
by what unit is good enough measured
is it the calluses and cuts on a hand
the crack of a sore back
or by the number of times
skin meets pavement

is it an neglected apartment
the dust collecting on beloved projects
or number of friends
no longer waiting for a reply

tell me
to whom do you bottle your blood for
till when do you wash the sweat off
for what do you owe this pain
so where is the limit

              will I/they ever be satisfied
  
                         can i take a break yet
                or is this not good enough
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