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Maria Etre Dec 2024
Today, I
put a full stop
at the end
of an on-going
poem,

the sad part was
that I thought it will
bleed beyond it,

but all it asked for
as a light mentioning
in pages,

I had to refuse
so I added another
full-stop..
vil Dec 2024
i once cherished to a flower with care,
Watching it bloom, its scent would suffuse the air.

But as time passed, i grew bored, weary,
And stopped your care, not fully there.
As the days went by, the scent waned,

Just like that, the flower was gone.
Now you yearn for the fragrance you once ignored,
And crave the care you let pass, forever more.
i got this idea from a tyler the creator song bros, i might make a new poem with the same theme, bye broskies.
Henda Dec 2024
You told me you loved me
That you think I’m so pretty
Danced with me in the streets
Showed me the parts of you that no one sees

You wanted to see a girl
And I wanted to travel on my own
So we continued life on different lines
We hugged goodbye while both of us cried

Now you tell me I’m just a good friend
And I tell you you’re my friend too
But I can’t help asking myself
Why do I feel that I lie to you?

I’m not jealous of her
But I want to be with you
And I don’t see us together in a couple
But I miss you everyday

I can’t describe the feeling
But deep down I know our souls connect
Like sugar in the rain you make my heart melt
Trough your eyes I can love myself
And feel like a kid again

And now I’m here alone
Asking myself why it hurts
When you tell me that you love me
Dianali Oct 2024
Evening air and dry text replies
It is a cold winter day
in the midst of July.

Clear and loud silence
surrounding her steps.
The sudden reflex to deflect.

A random call. A sudden ‘yes’.
Opening door, a familiar face.
Same old, same old.. exhausting exchange.

Dancing hands, usual soulless gaze.
Curious hands, hypnotising embrace.
Rushing hands, the usual regret.

Lust overdoses, her soul feels sore
Another heart rash. Regret. Repeat. Regret.
emotional hangover,   unread morning-after text.
Alexa Aug 2024
I wanted to explore your mind
When all you wanted was to explore my body.  
Was it even real?
kgl Jul 2024
And when you turned around
disdain in your eyes
and said “what’s the matter with you?”
I knew.

And when, during an argument,
you said “if that’s the way you want to twist things”
you reminded me of my father
and I knew then too.

And then, when the elevator opened, when you turned and walked away
because I answered your question honestly,
I knew
that what was once beautiful was merely the situation
and the joy, pleasure, delight
was mine alone
and nothing
to do
with you.
Megitta Ignacia Mar 2024
Dari dua
Kupilih satu
Yang mula
Daripadamu

Sebab main main main main
Lalu jatuh
Endap lain lain lain batin
Baru runtuh

Anggap bodoh pemain lama
Kalau jodoh takkan kemana

Keruh
Apa rasaku palsu
Alpa jujurmu bisu
Biar resah di lembah ragu
Atau nyata sungguh lugu

Jangan lagi kau cari aku
Karena aku si paling batu
040324 | 20:00 sejak semalam ada yg tak terelakkan berubah, di perjalanan ke kos ga bisa berenti mikir, tapi yakin akan pilihan. Bukan tentang bermain-main. Tidak akan terbawa dalam rasa.
astrid Sep 2023
it would've been a month of voice messages,
delusions, and silly advances.
but on the 26th day,
i'm still on the way.

every time i pass by any train,
or the skies prevent to pour the rain,
26 days of crippling pain,
now numb, hopeless,
yet still a crackbrain.

no one seems to fill the void you left
but they elude me from that silent altercation
you were probably the best choice
even on the 26th day of separation

have you forgotten that fast,
or probably i didn't linger enough?
i should've pressed my nails deeper onto your arms
i should've kissed you against the alarm

maybe if the train ride lasted longer,
maybe if the sunset wasn't purple,
maybe if we didn't dream the ugly denouements,
maybe there would be a 33rd day.
mb
Kriti Gupta Aug 2023
I raced for you like shelter
Until I realised you were the storm
And I could’ve been anything in the world
But all I wanted to be was yours
2 and a half weeks of progress gone in one afternoon
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