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Zywa Jul 2019
The bedroom smells of perfume and powder
I wade through the colours of my clothes
half on their hangers

You are gone, you lie on the ground
compelling with all your love
on a photo of your arms
around me

You, the king, you wanted me
to be queenish, not indomitable
like a scratching cat

Everything is neat and tidy again
I have my wardrobe put in
and the other one
completely free
Collection “Eyes lips chest and belly”
F A Pacelli Jul 2019
when we think
we are separate from
the world around us
pain finds its way in
Mango Sweet Jul 2019
2+2
Why was I never good enough for you?

You let me go so eagerly, so easily, like 2 plus 2.

For me, Nights are filled with tears, wine, and loneliness.
I’m so bitter that not even alcohol can take away this **** stress.

The stress of you. And me. You and me that I wanted to be a we,
But all you could think about was being free.

No other man can compete.
It’s making me sick how I feel so
INCOMPLETE.

Without you. I’m learning to live without you by my side,
But deep down all I want to do is cry.
Nina Jul 2019
I was a broken girl
And he too was a broken boy

The only difference is
I was in love with him
But he was in love with someone else
declan morrow Jul 2019
i hope you're doing well;
a friend said you were.

i'm forgetting
the precise shade of your
deep dark eyes;

it hurts to forget.
my forgetfulness
causes tears to well up within me;
and what i still remember
makes them burst out,
flowing, pulsing, running
down my cheeks.

i still remember the feeling
of looking into
your heart-wrenching eyes.
and though you're gone,
i feel it still;
it carries my mind
so far adrift that
it paralyzes my body.

but i wonder how you are.
Elijah Lee Jul 2019
The Isolation
Makes me impatient
Detached from the world
Full of desolation

As the bareness rules over
All I know is separation
Retreat from the nation

No foundation
Hearing lies
I want to die
A friend asked me to write this for them awhile back.
Von Jul 2019
We once were as close as
december to january.
But now,
we are far apart like
January to december.
Nina Jul 2019
You said your life would be lonelier without me.
So tell me,
Are you lonely now?
Or have you replaced me with someone else
I miss you,
even though you're still around
we're not how we were before
I sleep on the couch now but that's alright
from here I can watch the door
on this couch I make no sound
but I'd rather sleep on our floor
to hear you breathe and roll about
and wonder of what you dream
I've buried my cries deep down for now
something that's harder than it seems

It's strange,
even now we share this roof
it shelters us from storms
but what can shelter us from truth?
that true love can surely die
this house was a home some weeks ago
the proof always catches my eye
a sign above the stairs I hung
it reads;
"This is our happy place"
...

my partner in crime, my forever girl
the one who took away my fears
I never wanted to say goodbye
but the time I feel grows near
even though you're still around
I miss you all the same
I love you lemmingface
and I'd do anything to take away this pain
Far enough but still so close
A pain I earned, the ache I chose
I recognise, but can’t relate  
The circumstance compels this wait
As I stand by, and you become
Recalling some, forgetting some
I feel you, though not hand in hand
I know, I see, I understand!

Mindful of what lies ahead
I want to look behind instead
Or glaze past all uncertainty
And wake up when in clarity

Almond scented, jasmine hued
Chocolate smooth and zest imbued
O caress of sure hands
Full as skies, deep as lands
I may not be with you right now
But we are always synced somehow
The journey of a teardrop
From the rim to when it stops
A trace of love, on sands of time
That renders our lives sublime

Grow, engage, enhance, affect
Shine on, but also, pause, reflect
This is the space, between the two
from no longer...... to not just yet

Arshia.
27.6.19

#morningmeditation
Love, separation, remembrance .
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