A poem can take flight with our troubles
But sometimes instead the weight doubles We carry something for so long And suddenly we don't know what's going on Dreams can shatter It feels like nothing will matter We try to move on forward But we realise we feel cornered Things happen yet time stands still Time passes yet it all stands still Life goes on.
From the writer’s chair
Words explode from thought Rising from the seat With both feet planted As roots in the soil Head soaking up the sun Like photosynthesis The lips, the gateway of the mind, open to form the singing of birds, the blooming of daffodils, and the colors of paintings.
I am complete -
with or without him. he is not the glue for the cuts on my heart. instead, he stands by me as I heal them.
you are not a void to be filled by someone else. you are whole just as you are. don't put someone on a pedestal - it's not healthy for either of you.
When scars flare out When nobody can hear you breathing No one checks on your dreams You feel beaten and sore Life tied your arms behind your back Blinded you with despair at night Leaves you bleeding from your heart Broken and sore I still have my teeth that bites My deside that keeps me warm My growling grows Inside of me Flame that consumes All pain and imperfections Another day had pass Still standing inside Broken pieces, missing memories Ready to love What the night has left behind Still standing Hope that never leaves Heart that never stops
Tomorrow never comes
Today is always yesterday Time is forever on the run Becoming lost; Wasting away Surrounded by the void But darkness not why I am rattled From this question, can't avoid Do I belong amongst the shadows? Back and forward I will peer While staying blind to what's ahead I am engulfed and filled with fear Unsure what's real or in my head
Written: June 10, 2018
All rights reserved.
It's on the bottle,
On the lit cigarette, The ***** sheets And sweaty bodies That are tangled Within the emotional Textiles and figures That dance on the walls With each passing car. It's the cats piano And the manic that follows. It's the mouth that opens And the sound that lingers. The terms and conditions Which form when entering into A loft that isn't yours, But someone else's. It's chocolates and cigarettes, Whiskey and Of course A solo sunrise.
It does not span too long
Just a night or two or so But it swallowed us whole, I see it clear It lasts only so long as a night Catch it while you can But don’t cry when it’s over It was meant to be like this You have to learn to let go… It’s ephemeral love Springs and withers so quickly Fades away as it burns and stings but just tonight Don’t be sad, because he really loved you Even though just once in his life… This sip of life I never had I’m drinking it up Beds and love, love, love that will die soon… Hot feeling, heavy breathing but not only that It was when you held my hand It was so much stuff It shone, so bright, that only night. It’s ephemeral love The universe knows it And you’ve been waiting ever for this The stars conspire above You gotta learn to let go… And it could be anything You could have been playing with me but I don’t think so… I know
What a world is and what is its real flow
Every one carries a Satan in his shadow No one bothers unless encounters a blow Hypocrisy dangles and dances in its show One face carries but very many false faces Humans in their all hatred go along races All graces just carry real inherent disgraces Morally corrupt people go along stray paces Tricks have taken over all valid commands Market just swarms Tom **** Harry brands Lust has crossed all illegal, illicit demands But virtuous soul plays very well and stands Col Muhammad Khalid Khan Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
Stands Mighty, *Until he sees the tiny mouse.
ive never had anything but a one stand
I don't even understand how its easy to give yourself to people who will say anything then leave. I know how these things work. affection and attention, slight attraction sometimes cause a ******* my feet hurt and im tired of leaving before they wake up. I hold my pride like I want them to hold me its easier to give in than it is to give up. im a impatient little ****. so ill kick my shoes off take some shots and pretend like I cant feel this because this isn't feeling its slightly dying. my feet hurt and im tired of one night stands but ill be gone by morning.