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The lights were artificial

the room was yet alive

it was cold, though the window was closed

the wind blowing outside mercilessly cried.



His memories lay garbled

as for misery, there was none

he had no company for a long time

and with despair he was done.



The familiarity of others had worn off

the extrovert had died along the way

his conscience seemed to fade and fade

till it was just a stream in his wake.



Running away from what he didn't know

laying waste, everything left was broke

it caught up to him, it was so slow

he found a friend in that haze of smoke.



Days started to pass by ever so fast

the window remained closed for good

the wind beat down at it every night

unhampered by it all, he stood.



Looking around in that pale light

the warmth had left him a long time ago

smiling at his own ****** plight

his friendship with loneliness began to grow.



Deeper and deeper he went into it

till there was nothing, not even light

he had burned his cigarette, blown smoke in the air

he battled with life and had won that fight.
Chloe M Teng Dec 2016
Before I go to sleep, read me
A bedtime story,
Read me
a bedtime story.

I would like to be young again.

That I could wake in solace
From the sleepless dream of a child's stage
Where the world is of no concern,
but only fairies and knights reside.

Such magic can only be found in their eyes.

If we could never wake up to reality
To face the crippling truth that there is no such
Happiness
In the blossoming of adulthood,
Then every day of our lives would be
Beautiful.

Every day
would end with the last pages
Of a happy ever after.
My eternal love, my soul wants to kiss you in trance
But my body is a hurdle hence I can not celebrate
For my own humility I can unveil soul to get a chance
Like a drop of water I want to be part to ameliorate

Mu body my soul my heart to totally aspire to submit
Please take care of me I am helpless in need of help
I want to split myself in many pieces to kiss  bit by bit
I am enthralled in pain of love and in pain to yelp

My God take me in arms and provide me real solace
You have millions and millions I am  individual alone
I want to sacrifice my life and all on your charm,grace
I am a beggar unknown you are Master well known

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
Diána Bósa Nov 2016
Trying to find my
solace in the moon of the
Fall for I lack the

lunar halo and
the velveteen, onyx shade
of yours. I wish to

be the one who at
once will make you whole, but you
are still concealing;

still hiding thyself
away behind a moonbeam
smile like a helpless

umbra does in the
sheltering embrace of the
dazzling paraselene.
LJ Chaplin Oct 2016
I found solace in the arms of a devil,
A smokey-eyed creature
On a whole other level,

My parents warned me not to give in,
To a world full of chaos,
And a love built on sin,

But he stole me away and said he had a plan,
To take 'Mummy's boy'
And turn me into a man,

Fifteen years on and I'm on my own,
The fire went out
And I'm too scared to go home,

I found solace in the arms of a man,
Who hung me over the edge
And let go of my hand.
archwolf-angel Oct 2016
The cold plays a simple symphony
A perfect season for cuddly jackets and woolly gloves
Skin tight jeans and knee high boots
And knitted scarfs made from tender careful hands

Light weight make up that stays in tact
Kissable lips always stay perfect
A warm cup of coffee in hand
Music playing through headsets

Sights caught in between the falling snow
Brown hues whispering cheerful greetings
An embrace of warmth from body heat
Hearing that familiar heartbeat
Leanna Miller Sep 2016
I long - for the stars in my sight...
These days are dull  - not like the night.
The night sky glistens with twinkles high above.
I yearn..
to fall with the sunset
and think of things I will never forget.....
Diána Bósa Sep 2016
I wish I could be
there and wade through the blue with
you to wind your spring.
Johnny Brunac Aug 2016
As I began to write,
my emotions kept cutting.
Deeper and deeper,
as if I was staring to wage
a virtual war unto myself.
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