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Poetic T Dec 2018
I was on the park bench,
             looking into the duck pond,
so many sorrows drowning within it.

Sitting in the thoughts of yesterday,
               seeing her silhouette of breadcrumbs
reminiscing of every time we where here together.


Putting my palm on the cold wood,
              I still feel her here with me.
But I look and there is just memories.

And then I hear her in the breeze,
                      whispers of peace, of love
of that moment
             when I realise she was never gone.
Shofi Ahmed Dec 2018
It's a secret
Often a vanishing silhouette
into the manifold shades of the night
beneath the endless stars!

It's open in plain sight
seen many a time
in mesmerising first light!
Colm Oct 2018
Edged like a brick wall
With a black hole post explosive heart
And ink drop shoes
Matted hair torn apart
Standing tall on the horizon
Like an exorcism
Postscript
All the lights put out
Down the shadowy hall
With an outline fierce
Jagged almost
Edged like a brick wall
Standing tall
Asking every now and then...
Red Brush Aug 2018
Burning skies at sunset lay;
With embers golden hid from me.
Her silhouette stood in the way
A far more perfect sight to see.
Amanda Kay Burke Aug 2018
Letting go all I know is difficult
Didn't expect you to leave
Looking back on that fateful day I gave you my heart
Feel dumb for being naive

Your eyes had me spellbound
How your kiss made me melt
Hands leading me through late-night talks
Always knowing words to match how I felt

Made you dinner though I couldn't cook
We would drink with our friends when we could
Every small insignificant moment
Burrowed deeper than I thought they would

I knew you had flaws, same as me
I noticed you'd down too many beers
Still stayed by your side til the night finished
Would not leave the guy I held so dear

This corsage reminds me of simpler times
Stumbled upon it today
Wondered what you were doing
If you remember that chilly spring day

I thought nothing would be as good as you
Watched hopelessly, you chose to depart
Step by step your silhouette shrunk
You walked away, but not with my heart
I dont know why im randomly writing about my first ex, i have no feelings for him whatsoever now, i guess i was just reminiscing
Anthony Mayfield Jun 2018
Pins.
Needles.
Knives.
Shadows.
They know my name.
They seek my fame.
stop
My Temple plays unwitting host
To the horrid displays they love to *****.
I don’t think I can bear to know what’s wrong
With me.
Stop.
I don’t think I can bear to know what’s strong or weak.
Weak?
Weakness?
Weakness.
Frailty.
It all comes down to the end.
It spins,
It slides,
It taunts,
Stop!
Maybe if I spin again my own weaved web to comprehend,
Then maybe I can fix this flux that burns down my will to trust.
STOP!
Or maybe I can fly again or jump to the sun;
An Icarus end.
STOP!!
die.
I SAID STOP!!!
I’m broken this time, you can bet.
It’s what I get for casting light on my silhouette,
When I wasn’t ready yet.
I said stop
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