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Spoiled Oaths


Every night I gazed over the window,
I can see your intangible shadow.
The infinity ring once our bond,
Now lost, leaving holes shattered upholds.

You  whispered " The universe of mine, Never intertwined"
Beyond the stars, you forgot to keep your promises aligned.
Yet, I yearn to leave this stained wine table
Spoiled oaths; echoing my mind unstable.

Treacherous cobblestone memories,
Gaining the weight of wistful fantasies.
How do your letters feel me like a vow?
Why does your name tortuously haunt my mind somehow?

Ocean deep, recalling your promises,
Breath rattling for longing chances.
As you said, I'll never leave; A "Never-ending"
Sacred oath; but I was bleeding.

Underneath my bed, I restore that pain,
But the sequin demise of love remains.
Memories linger, and stories are untold,
A Promise to grow old; it unfolds.
kokoro Nov 2024
I go to the doctors
just for a checkup,
she puts her hand on my chest to feel my heart.
And at that moment i wonder if she can feel how its broken into a million pieces.
I wonder if she can feel with each thump, another piece breaking off.
I wonder if she can feel all the denial, all the workers in my brain trying to mend those pieces together,
but then it all breaking apart again.
kay Oct 2024
was it your twisted time?
or was it just a figment of my mind?
I built my wall so high
it reached above the sky
you built your ego so bright
that I was even blinded in your sight

you made yourself so right,
so it seems.

i break my wall so briskly
never thought that it was all too risky.

i crashed,
I crashed,
I CRASHED.

I did not see the sign
I lost track of time
i-
I, would've thought that you were mine
but that was only a figment of my mind
a figment
of my mind

I did not pick up this pen
for you
only to repress my hand down all the way
and spill all this ink over my bleeding hands

but you,
wouldn't know it anyway
i burnt
behind you all the way.
i don't even take an hour, but you wanted those 2 hours instead.
Apeksha Ranjan Oct 2024
Deep inside I wanna cry
A feeling of depression
And I was asking Why
Because all the things you told me 
were totally lie
As my body was burning like a coal
You were poking me and making holes
I was shouting, begging and crying 
For the mercy
Which you never gave
Although you broke my soul
But now it doesn't matter 
Because I'm already shattered.
I'm not a professional writer but I write when I cry
Ariannah Oct 2024
A promise ,
One that shattered my trust.
A promise,
That surely won't last.

A promise, one, at last
For I'm sorry I keep living in the past,
But I saw a light, far far away
Now I hope it's worth the wait,
Until I dig myself from the grave,
I fell into, drowned in pain.

I broke my trust,
I knew for sure.
Thought I tried to give my best,
My life was only headed west.

It won't last,
I'll never reach the end.
For the treasure is nowhere I can see,
I'll give away my life for free.

It won't last,
A promise.
It shattered my trust,
A promise.
Ayesha Zaki Sep 2024
What path in this warren of life,
made you go from affection
in everything you said,
to disdain in your nostalgic eyes?

The promises we uttered,
expecting to keep them for eternity and after;
now dissolved in the acid of your treachery.

Was it just me who had that intention
of never leaving until the end of time
or, were they merely just a game of your deceit?

The mirage of your trust and insistence
of partly carrying my burdens,
as I did for you,
now reduced to ashes
from which an ember lowly emits in its wake.

The very envisage of us being,
that would hush me too a deep repose
on sleepless nights;
now keeping me up until dawn.

Perhaps,
it was my fault
for expecting so much.

For assuming you were
the one friend I'd needed,
in this deep, hollow concept of living.

I suppose what I'm better off with
is a barren version
of the shallow expectations concerning
human existence.

Often times, I reckon,
what would be of us
if we hadn't strayed apart to divergent voyages.

It is as though,
due to the circumstances uncalled
or our fraying nexus of connection,
we just weren't meant to be.
Why did you have to change?
Ayesha Zaki Sep 2024
The inept waves of loneliness felt
are but a sign we are human;

Weaving shattered pieces of misery together
in hopes of being perceived
as complete again;

Apprehension clouding the mortal ideas
we call emotions.
we're all alone at some point, are we not?
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