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I can't forgive you
I can't forget you
So I will wait
Until you crawl back
I will yell at you, be furious
Shout, cry, be stubborn
Until it's all out
I want it all out
Take it all
So I can take you back
They still carry love,
from lives once lived,
walking paths with
belief in destiny.

Their love so surreal,
kissed by every wounds.

She cloaked in petals,
with a bleeding heart.

Just as tree waits
for spring to bloom,
he waits for her,
to heal.
'Love is immortal'
An eternal love between her and her past lover, waiting to entwine again.
Love is a monster, horrible to depart,
Lives in a cave, pops out only to eat my heart.
Memories carved in my brain,
Letting go will cause much more pain.

How can I forget ever,
that you left me to suffer,
for your heart is numb and chilled,
due to which mine got killed.

I wanted to sail through your feelings,
and touch your deepest emotions,
in a depth, where I can see your rarest,
which no one knows, as its purest.

Now in the deepest place of sorrow,
Where I see, no tomorrow.
You never heard my soul's bellow,
The monster devoured my love, will never again grow.

By
Sanji-Paul Arvind
Head to toe,
All the places, I wish to go,
Exploring every inch of your skin,
Flesh, Heart, Mind and deep within.

North to south, east to west,
in this journey, your whole, my quest.
A passage to the secret chamber,
Will unlock for me, a true lover.

Will crawl through my lips,
With a break at your hips.
Every part of you is a bliss,
I would never want to miss.

Attractive mountains filled with nectar,
The sweetest, I have tasted ever.
In mammary glands, a treasure stored,
nutrition for newborns, un-compared.

A joyful and wildest ride,
To reach & delve in the site you hide.
To get drenched in a river that flows,
Where life evolves and only one knows.

Want to seize, fresh blooming flower,
**** out all the honey, I will devour.
Want to make you feel,
That heaven is for real.

Scrolling, tip to toe, with my touches,
Covering your whole, with my smooches.
For breakfast, lunch and dinner,
My apatite, you are my platter.

Sweat from your warm body,
Beautifully resides, tidy
on your skin, each drop
Like a fresh morning dewdrop.

Providing ultimate pleasure,
With intense pressure,
And my naughty gesture,
Will lead you to heights, I assure.

Up and down I travel,
Every stop is a marvel.
A miraculous place, your navel,
Beneath which, next wonder, another level.

Some time on top,
and at time down I drop.
Emotion's playful game, one on one,
At the end both will win.

I want you to feel me in your nerves,
When I journey through the curves.
Pouring my love without any measure,
Moments together, we shall treasure.

I'll dive into places dark & deepest,
Thoughts of you makes me, a craziest,
Yet an act, sacred and purest,
For soul partners, not for tourists.

Your every touch, Electrifies my veins,
Powers up, propelling the plains.
Heavy Storms and thunders,
Leading to heavy cloudy rains.

My love for you, always pure,
Will retain this forever, I'm sure.
A journey that I want to cherish,
Until the day I perish.

By
Sanji-Paul Arvind
I remembered
How you looked at me
The first time you saw me
And I thought to myself
How much I loved you

I remembered
How you looked at me
The last time you saw me
And I thought to myself
How I will always love you
I know what we have isn't gone

Because if it was

It would have stopped hurting
You left our bed at morning’s sigh,
A fleeting kiss, a soft goodbye.
The stars still clung to dawn’s sky,
Now tears and time just linger by.
Come back, my love, don’t leave me crying.  

The bangles hum your name till dawn,
The shadows sway, their light withdrawn.
My soul’s a flame, its spark long gone,
Your absence weaves my fears till morn.
Come back, my love, don’t leave me crying.  

The sheets still hold your fading warmth,
But cold winds chant a lonesome storm.
My heart, once full, now frays, forlorn,
Each clock’s slow tick a wound reborn.
Come back, my love, don’t leave me crying.  

No message comes, no whispered word,
No echo from that town unheard.
My wedding joy, now grief’s own bird,
This bridal bloom, once bright, now blurred.
Come back, my love, don’t leave me crying.  

I light the lamp, I breathe your name,
The night returns with wind and flame.
Alone, I bear a wife’s soft shame,
Yet in my heart, you’re still the same.
Come back, my love, don’t leave me crying.



© Susanta Pattnayak
You are the stillness in my storm,

the quiet place where my soul exhales,

the warmth I reach for

when life turns to winter.


You are home—

where every mask slips softly from my

skin, and the rawest part of me

is free to speak,

to simply be.


You smooth the edges that pain left jagged,

you lift the light in me buried deep.

With you, I am known

in ways I never dared to hope.

Time is thief when I’m with you

The hours vanish—

still, it is not enough.

Even skin to skin,

I long to be closer, than closeness allows.


You were formed for me, and I for you—

not as halves, but as answers,

as mirrored calls across the dark.


And this love—

it grows, it deepens, it breathes,

an unfolding masterpiece,

written in the margins of our every day.
For my love and forever home.
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