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Ylzm 1d
Life is disjointed in space and time
Most virile when most foolish
Wisdom acquired only in hindsight
Inapplicable to ignorance past
And to shape destiny now revealed
And souls kindred but alas in flesh
Separated by distances and ages
And barriers natural and unnatural
Yet Spirit mocks not nor is futility
For surely Life's flaws but apparent
As a shard or fragment betrays a whole
A whisper of what once was, or to be
The anguish of unbeing but a promise
Of wholeness far beyond that glimpsed
But that glimpsed suffices for faith
Or for rebels to strive with hands
For earth and flesh is all there is
And two unfitting fragments joined
Soothes all brokenness' forlornness
And to forget disjointedness' promise
Sandy May 26
Never knew such kind of pain can exist in my heart
Until you came in my life o my dreamy princess!!!
My heart fell in love with you but you taught my heart
To suppress the feelings
without offering any healings
My feelings for you are so deep, so blue,
so true, so divine and inexplicable.
But the work of suppressing such feelings
without any healings
is really heart breakable
Whenever I saw you, I found me rejoicing because I could listen to
my heart beat beating for you o my dreamy princess
I found my mind thinking about you, found my soul dancing with you and
my body leaning towards you.
You are the most beautiful girl to me on this planet OO my dreamy princess
Your smile,, your eyes,, straight away synchronized with my heart and
created a divine relation with you
And my heart started following you OO my dreamy princess!!!
You are the one whose face comes to my mind whenever i listen to any
romantic song....
You are the one with whom i want to walk when i walk alone...
You are the one with whom i can compare no one oo my dreamy princess!!!
But slowly slowly, i realised that it was only my heart who was in love
and your heart had no feelings of love.

I had a deep sea of feelings for you and my heart always kept on assuming..
that there must be at least a small pond of feelings in your heart as well.
But my heart betrayed me oo my dreamy princess
and now the pain of this hurting heart is so deep , so blue...
that it is trying various things for forgetting you..

I always was the follower of heart .
But now I say to everybody “NEVER FOLLOW YOUR HEART”
Because following my heart took me to the false illusion..
Where there was no destination.
And when i realized this fact ,
I was left to travel the backward heartbreaking journey alone..
which is full of pain and thorns.

I learnt to love from you
But I couldn’t learn how to forget..
And this is the my regret.
There are phases in life where Love, Attraction ,Feelings captures our mind so tightly that it breeds words. Later on in your life ,you will laugh at your own words.
Adnan Shabbir May 23
Kya pareshaniyan hai yeh intezaar,
Na Khabar, na paigham, na iblagh

What distress this waiting is?
No news, no message, no communication

Aate jaate hain duniya waalon magar,
sakht sozish rehta hai seene mein, yeh intezaar

People come and go in the world,
But a sharp pain remains in my chest, this waiting

Ache aqwaal karte hai bekhauf se,
Lekhin ghari tik tik karta hai, yeh intezaar

They speak words of comfort fearlessly,
But time ticks away slowly, this waiting

Mahine beet gaye mausam guzarte, kya barqarar?
Aatish-e-rut mahol dil mein, yeh intezaar

Months have passed, seasons have changed, what remains?
The fire of longing in my heart, this waiting

Ab yeh jazb aur zakham-e-rooh kya faida?
Shukriya kehta Nacheez, yeh intezaar

Now (after all of this), is there any benefit to this intense passion and spiritual wound?
Nacheez says thank you, in this waiting
Viktoriia May 17
when you make another one
don't forget to recycle what's left of me,
don't forget to pay the copyright fee
just in case i rise from the grave
to reclaim what's mine.

when you look in her eyes,
does the lack of knowledge excite you more
than all of my suffering could before?
does she still respond to my name
or do you get to pick a new one?

she's not me, but i wish she was.
see, it really was you and me both
tired of the lack of variables,
but it felt like we were getting close.
now it's your turn to figure it out.
and if worst comes to worst,
do remember,
you can always make another one.
David Hilburn May 16
Life of a sincere, limerick?
On the fare and done, duty?
Asking in certain hushes, is to wait, sick?
Tolls of an evening bell, with sunshine's lucre...

Has met a new friend...
Toward integrity, we keep a shrewd liberty
To know one and another, the best possible amends
That come to fruition like a walk and a stare, with curiosity?

Dread is a cold should's soldier, with a family to feed...
Found in a future hug, a witness to the honor; we pray...?
Persuasion in a tale spin, to linger and say, I thought taken heed...
True to one's roots, if not routes of composure, to ask all of any?

Seldom has said hello
Seldom has a savior's lip, for may and decency
Seldom has a sharing voice, that lets life bellow
Seldom has said goodbye, but when you step forward, it is beauty

Seldom is your, spy, whatever...?
Water and mercy for youth, is nothing but climbing
Cares to see the end of them, is a quieter house lover...
With timid moments to share, a promise on fire with minding...?
likewise I am sure, says the road to silence also. faeries save the world, won step at a time...
Sam Grotke May 10
Comes the sun with my waking eyes
and it's almost worse than last night
I'm feeling wounded from my dreams
so far away she is from me,
When I wake they fade away
places so familiar in sleep
treat me as a stranger in their own
and I feel wounded from my dreams
Until I wake to find her here with me.
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
Maria Etre Apr 14
In the stir
of the moment
we diluted

When things
settled
we separated
Tell me, when will I see you once again?
Will I still hear your voice in distant days?
Love’s sharpened edge has faded into pain,
And sorrow flows like thawing in a haze.

The grief of autumn lingers in my gaze,
While stars dissolve in trembling sky above.
I wait for you through time’s unfathomed maze,
Beyond the bounds of all we know as love.

In parting, where each breath begins to fade,
The minutes drift like ashes on the air.
The hush of night won’t let me slip its shade -
Your voice still echoes through the empty stare.

Tell me, when will your true light meet my eyes?
Not phantom-like - but real, alive, and near.
You are my question, and you are replies.
My burning day, my wound, my song sincere.

Tell me, will you return just like a wonder,
A distant bell reborn in silent space?
Without your eyes, the world is torn asunder -
The day is dim, the dream has lost its grace.
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