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B Sonia K Jan 2019
My mind screams louder than my voice
An explosion of anger
Ruining this sublime grace and beauty
Painful currents
Flowing in my blood stream
On a frequency of endless pace
The pain of frustration joins in
Faith and logic in battle
After countless mantles bought
Struggle to struggle to struggle
I cannot see your face

This debate
Dancing around my brain
Dragging me down
Into an abyss of endless agony
And my faith just almost fails me
After nights of endless intercession
And daily prayers in tongues
I cannot feel your presence

I stretch my ears
I raise my face
I hear and see
Wonders and wonders you have done
And I know you’re there
Your words surround me
The warmth in this biting cold
I blink and salty waters you’ve made
Like waterfall,
Cascades down in heavenly designed drops
Drenching the bed I once laid
I cannot hear you

I am drowning in longing
Listen to the yearnings of my heart
Speak to me
Stop this biting pain in my chest
Can you see me?
I lift myself in supplication
It’s all you
For I am small and vulnerable
And you are larger than life
Show me your face!
The humble request of the down-trodden
I have but one humble request.
Forget not I who loved you best,
Not I whose love will never rest,
With all my love I loved you best.

Acknowledge to me only this.
There is none else you want to kiss,
Mine are the only lips you miss,
As yours are those I want to kiss.

Assure me that you realize.
You see the love inside my eyes,
The tears of joy of joyful cries,
Of your image inside my eyes.

Promise me this one thing you know.
The closeness of our love will grow,
Coming together fast or slow,
Come closer so my love will grow.

If nothing else let this be true.
Devote to me as I for you,
Making love as only we do,
Love me for me as I for you.
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Febronia Ventura Jan 2019
You don’t see me
You won’t hear me
You don’t call me
You won’t text me
You don’t look for me
You won’t touch me
Maybe...
You don’t love me

I will set me free.
When you feel there’s nothing else between two lovers.
kiran goswami Jan 2019
"If you ever fall in love with someone,
Who is not me,
Make sure she's not a writer."
She requested.

"But why?"
he questioned, puzzled.

"Because I don't want her to steal the only place where you belong to me forever."
She replied with teary eyes.
leeaaun Dec 2018
Everyone at least once,
fall in love.
As I did with you.
But I know,
Your feelings differ from mine.
So, I am not going to
beg for your love.
As I will only request you to
Remember me as all things wild.
Mystic Ink Plus Dec 2018
Don’t tell me
You are late
Tell me, I will wait

Don’t tell me
In next life
Tell me, forever

Don’t tell me
If, but, almost
Tell me, whatsoever

Don't tell me
I will stay silent
Tell me, how is this whisper

Don’t tell me
Good bye
Tell me, let’s get blessed

Don't tell me
I'm sorry
Tell me, that's great
Genre: Romantic
Theme: Lot to hear, Lot to tell
Easterly Dec 2018
O rich Heaven! The owner of earths! You already own the infinity!
Diamonds in the size of the mount Olympus, even vast,
Torches numberless, thousand times bigger than the phoebus,
Every departed soul from the past twinkles already on your lap large,
Seas without shores and the biggest of all ball floors,
Legends with roots so dense even light cannot probe, what's one more?
Of all combinations between the south and the north
O greedy Heaven! You lust for my love!

Don't rob this poor with such rich hands, I pray to you,
Even if I refrain others will rave and stain.
O don't pluck the apples of my eyes. Shame!
Had I been a beggar that blindness would have given me fame!
But living under your roof doesn't allow me to beg,
So, my sole request- let my loves throb in my rustic chest.
Mystic Ink Plus Nov 2018
I'm from
Different time
A different species
Raised in a different way

Request to you, all

Don't connect with me
Connect with the words
That too, if
It touches your soul
Genre: Autobiography
Theme: I don't want to hurt you, neither i want to get hurt.
Emily Nov 2018
Please
Attend
To
Inquiries
Eagerly,
Noticeably,
Creatively,
Effor­tlessly.
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