The second cold night,
She heard no wind making sound
Left her with the noise of silence
And her poor broken heart,
Left to be scattered apart.

By the day has come,
Her heart is nowhere to be found
As the night has brought her along with its soul.
All those love songs you used to
sing
to me before I
close my eyes to sleep
All those moments we
shared
where only love breathes
All those fights we
encountered
which just made our relationship
stronger with every passing second of the day
All those memories we made together which made me believe that forever do exist
All those feelings you gave me which entangled our
heartstrings
to the point of no return, and yet
In just
Five minutes that we talked
Four glances that you made
Three words, “Let's break up,” which broke my very soul
Two heavy breaths you took, and
One single goodbye
Our supposed to be “everlasting lovestory” saw its very own curtains
close.
most people see me as
a happy person because
i laugh easily,
i smile a lot,
i joke a lot.

but deep down
in my heart,
i am fragile,
i can get hurt easily,
but i choose to not
show it to the world.

instead of being sad,
i choose to laugh to cover it.
maybe you can call me
"the queen of the mask"

by this,
you can tell
that most of the time
when I'm laughing,
I'm not really laughing,
i was trying so hard to hide
my sadness.
No one knew
She is hurting

No one knew
She is bleeding

No one knew
She is already
Deep down
Underneath
Drowning
Trapped in
melancholic
Depression

Fear of not belonging
Cast away because
She's uncanny

Frightened of
Another tomorrow
Knowing it's the
Sign of another
Dreadful sorrow
Full of misery
And grief.

Lost, hazed
And confused
Breathing but
Not living
Smiling but
She's dying
Suffocated
Suppressed and
Tormented

Wanting to
Escape but
There's no
Route out

A butterfly
Seized with
A broken wing
Unable to fly.
Willow 1d
When I am with you,
I can't stop smiling.
When I talk to you,
my stomach is flooded
with butterflies.
When I see the shine
in your eyes,
my sorrows go away.
When I think of you,
I can't help to wish
that I could call you mine.
I saw her
Tried my best not to feel
Not to move
Not to think
Numbing my heart

Then she sent a message
The heart felt pain and joy
Sorrow and gladness
Pleasure and pain

I hesitated
Then sent a message in reply
To show a bit of care
Hoping for a poison of pleasure

She replied with silence
Cold and loud silence
The urge to do nothing is overwhelming,
compelling.

I am motionless
I find myself halted.
Based upon a worry
a waiting
dominated by uncertainty.

I cannot go on
I stretch the mind
wander
wonder of antidotes
remedies delicious
in the knowledge
of their reduced life
span.
But not a cure.

Openings brighten despite me,
the ephemera of the street untouched,
lilting on its arbor
in its impetuous parade.

​(I think)
I should not allow myself this dysania
in the spaces between moments,
lapses into stillness unforeseen.

In the warm response of wire
I ask for forgiveness.
Trapped in my own gaze,
it’s all I have.
(the purity of sorrow)
The floor pushes me skyward,

I run my finger’s tip around the edge of the afternoon,
Hope to god it rings out in response.
© A H Butler
Keep under your control:
Your tongue, temper and ego.

Everybody gets:
Happiness,sorrow and death.

Fight for your:
Country, rights and self respect.

Keep with you:
Faith, honesty, good deeds.

Always keep clean:
Your body, clothes and thoughts.

Never refuse:
Invitations, presents and advice.
I will always want the best for you.
I just wish I was the best.
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