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Kyra yaqub Feb 2018
I thought it was a crush but now my   Heart is crushed.  
In my silence I've been silenced,
for I am lonely for you only.
The presence of your absence crushes my every senses
but not as much as the thought of your heart being with another.
our love is lost even before it began, guess it's my fate to love you from a distance.
But I never will hate for your happiness awaits.
I wish you blissfulness Tho you leave me emptiness.
I tried to forget you, a many times
    But each time, I was merged with your memories,
I tried to go beyond your sight,
     But I found myself, surrounded by your memories.
The more I tried to go far from you,
    The more, I was going far from my own soul!
Why can't I forget you,
     Why can't I erase my past?
What bonding is this--
     That never let me to doubt on my trust?
I tried to deny, your 'gift of tears',
     But my feelings didn't let me to--
And when, I tried to forget you,
     My promises never let me to...
            __ Sougat Dasgupta.
"Dedicated to some special one, with some special remarks"
i see you at crossroads
your face the only landmark
i have traveled both ways
more than once
the traveler in me
have been lost for ages
catch me turning around the corner
catch me falling for you

you are the crossroad
but none of these trails
will ever lead to you
don't know what led me to write this really. it's not like, i was inspired to or anything, idk. lol.
Samantha Babe Sep 2017
Her life was set for art. But when she set it to someone else, she bid goodbye to the colors and welcomed darkness.
Kewayne Wadley Sep 2017
One in three women.
Have experienced violence.
The vase inside cracks.
Kewayne Wadley Sep 2017
I loved the smell of
Cookies, Valentine's day sale.
It's not February
Raindrop Sep 2017
She really wants him to be her lover but the deity decided to set a game of love where two souls were born almost at the same time but in a different place. Thus, their love story remains unknown to the both of them.

She doesn’t really know what she looks for in a man but her heart aches for someone she doesn’t even know.

He reminds her of the cherry blossoms in spring when she started falling for him. He reminds her of the rain and how it falls down just like how her tears would. He reminds her of a sad love song just like their sad love story. It’s like he’s actually there but she’s unable to touch him.

She knows she can just find another man to begin her love story with; someone she knows, verily. But the feeling won’t be the same.

She can’t seem to fathom why she loves that particular feeling of loving someone unknown even though it pains her. Indeed, she’s trapped by the love she has, only she doesn't want to break free.

How astonishing it is that an unknown man is capable of making her feel that way ― that no man she knows had made her feel.

She wants to find him and end her longingness but she doesn’t know how.

Even if she walks his street, they’ll less likely meet. It doesn’t happen easily. They’re not in the movies. She doesn’t even know who is she looking for. All she knows is that he’s there when spring comes, when the rain falls and when a sad love song starts to play.

Still, she’s uncertain if she will ever meet that man but maybe... that’s how the deity wants their game of love to be ― to remain unknown.

But no, she won’t lose to the deity’s game. She will find him and she will end the game. Their love will bloom in a different season. And he will no longer remind her of the rain and the sad love songs. He will no longer be someone unknown and they can finally begin their love story.

That, she promised.
Maybe the deity wants to create a sad love story but she doesn’t.
Mack Aug 2017
The summer winds blew as rapidly as the rush of a river,
When my love met their demise on the darkest night of November.
Not even the greatest soldiers saw the pain coming from a million miles away,
Yet the final battle took my heart and my love as God’s early prey.
Now these days I’m left to sit and cry against the sunrise,
For each new day brings new heartache.
This house is empty and my bedside is cold.
My love is gone and I’m left without a hand to hold.
Their clothes are untouched...I’ve left each belonging in place.
Then I spend the night alone, I still picture their face.
I shall fear to ever find another lover,
My heart belongs to no other.
Here alone, I feel nothing but sorrow.
My lover is gone.
Their heart no longer beats for mine.
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