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Hex Jun 27
Half asleep, yet wide awake,
Dreams of you I still partake.
I wish to speak, to hear you near,
But silence is all I hold dear.
In quiet nights, your thought won’t break.
A haunting peace I cannot shake.
mysterie Jun 20
her absence is a hum
beneath the streetlight.
it slips through my curtains -
silver,
never soft enough
to hush my thoughts.
give me a break.

her name is a wind,
caught behind my ribs,
blowing through
the rooms i built for her
but never locked.

every breath feels borrowed,
taken -
like she left it behind
by accident.
like her smile,
still living in the quiet
between my heartbeats.

the bed forgets
how to hold me right,
how to put me to sleep.
some nights,
loneliness is a second pillow.
other nights,
it’s her voice -
curled up
where my dreams should be.
but they aren’t.
thought there should be a second..

date wrote: 20/6/25
There are days I try to summon peace — to call away
the late-night ghosts still pacing the edge of sleep.
As I wear the last tears like glass in my dry eyes,
fragile, but refusing to fall.

As I hold faith in the sunrise — though I don’t know
if this night will stretch longer than I can bear, or if
tomorrow will rise with light enough to meet me again.

And if lips are a quiet prize — not just for kissing,
but for kindness — then may they still speak, softly,
with the warmth of a life beginning again.
If I could still hold you,
In the palm of my trembling hand,
In the depths of my fragile heart,
In the whispers of my restless soul.

If I could still hold you,
In the shadows of sleepless nights,
In the echoes of forgotten dreams,
In the longing that seeps through my veins.

If I could  still hold you,
In the silence of empty spaces,
In the void that your absence created,
In the ache that lingers, refusing to fade.

If I could  still hold you,
In the fragments of memories,
In the pages of a love story,
In the etchings of a bittersweet past.

If I could still hold you,
In the tears that flow like rivers,
In the laughter that dances on my lips,
In the moments we shared, forever cherished.

If I could still hold you,
In the depths of my imagination,
In the realms of a parallel universe,
In the hope that defies all reason.

If I could still hold you,
In the symphony of our intertwined souls,
In the symphony that plays on, undeterred,
In the symphony that refuses to end.

Then perhaps, just perhaps,
Even in the absence of physical touch,
Even in the void that separates our beings,
Even in the vastness of this universe,

I could still hold you,
In the tenderness of my love,
In the strength of my devotion,
In the essence of who we once were.

For love knows no boundaries,
No limitations, no constraints,
It transcends time and space,
And etches itself onto eternity's canvas.

So if I could still hold you,
In the depth of my being,
In the essence of my existence,
Then know, my love, that you are forever mine.
IF I COULD HOLD YOU IN MY ARMS BEFORE I FORGET MYSELF. IF I  COULD  DELETE MYSELF
My body still
My mind amok
I found myself consumed by thoughts,

Thoughts I wish I'd rather hadn't
For I can't sleep as they run rampant,

My mind hunts down and strikes my soul
It strips me of my only role,

If I find sleep; when will I wake,
Is it then I'll know what choices to make?
Anyone else just lye in their self destructive thoughts at night?
Surkhab Nov 2020
The church bells toll twelve
And it's time for me to sleep...but do I?
As soon as I lay my head on my pillow...
My mind sits in the Past express
And moves from one station to the other
Suprisingly... the train travels back...instead of going ahead.
I reach stations that were left behind
Stations...I never wanted to reach.

There's this Pain...that lives beneath my heart
And it eats it up like a termite...every night
I can't define it...I don't know
This sinking feeling is normal
As I lost my peace years ago...
But it meets me secretly on stormy afternoons
And I feel overwhelmed...

But after all this...I still wonder
When will I sleep?
Sleep with dreams in my eyes
And Pain gone away.
My overthinking kills me.
ghost Oct 2020
I loved sleep
a second away from reality
death for a moment
heaven for a minute
hell for a while
but when they came
the sleepless nights
they made me so powerless
even when stabbed
my eyes they were open
so just for a moment
let me sleep
so for a while, I can be with mother
hah
her warmth
I forget it on the sleepless nights
Louie Blaise Jun 2020
Stooped down for a stupor moment
I found myself in an eerie silence
Many may call this as discernment
But this is when my cofused heart hearkens

I'd never thought I'll face a lot
I'd never thought I'll hear countless voices
I'll never thought I'll be laughed at
Never thought I'll be swallowed by darkness

Again, agonized by silence
Dumbfounded by the staggering amount
Of dumbness and speaking conscience
Dumb to realize no answers were found.
Louie Blaise Jun 2020
A slow,
pain-absorbent
Difficult,
depressing moment
There's not much to expect
But to wait
when it will end
when is your end.
I'd rather
Be extinct in an instant,
expire abruptly
Than decay
and lose hope.
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