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fray narte Jan 2020
No longer will the daybreak find letters
sent in a rush to the last of the stars.
No longer will it find
a box of fallen eyelashes and wishbones
and birthday candles
and all the remnants of these lips
wishing for cancelled plans and library dates
and warm Sunday afternoons
spent on kitchen floors,
running high on shared laziness and unwashed shirts.

Darling, love’s eyes are never ours
to behold in these daylight-tainted
sheets;

so if it’s darkness that shows me the safe space,
that allows our eyes to collide like seas
if it’s neon lights and the noise of the bass that look at us —
like we’re a well-buried secret
like t h i s,
can be poetry
just underlain by permafrost,

then maybe this —
you.
and a white flag waved in the dark: a fair trade —
can be beautiful, can be enough in itself.

Then maybe it’s fine not knowing;
maybe it’s fine not being yours.
Lyda M Sourne Jan 2020
I cannot keep anything for myself

I cannot keep you for myself
As you are not mine to begin with

And I have to let you go
Like water streaming through cupped hands

Hoping you find happiness with someone else
Hoping you smile more with her

As I cannot give you what you want
I cannot love you as much as I want to

Because I have responsibilities
And you deserve more than what I can offer

And I can offer nothing but myself
Lyda M Sourne Jan 2020
I hate myself so much

Feeling like this
Feelings like these

My bloodied lungs overgrown
With green envy

Insecurity wraps her fingers around my throat
Swallowing the words I wish to say

As eyes clouded with doubtful fog
Casts a mist upon the scene

Where you walked to her
And I, left behind
Rooted in place
By overgrown ivy
Insecurity is a second shadow that blends with anxiety and I am a shell
Mystic Ink Plus Jan 2020
Finally
When the God said
Make a wish

I remember
A better me
With
You

Question isn't
Why did I?
The question is
Why don't you?
When
I believe
My universe
Is yours
Genre: Observational
Theme: Unrequited love
Sijal Jan 2020
If I knew the ways...
To let you know how I feel, then I would.
If I knew the ways...
To get past this pain, then I would.
If I knew the ways...
To tell him that its not him, but his BEST FRIEND, then I would.
If I knew the ways...
To turn back time and confess it before her, then MAYBE I would.
If I knew the ways...
To make you stop missing her and look at me; once; then I would.
If I knew the ways...
To discipline my heart and learn self control, then I would.
If I knew the ways...
To stop this twinge when you call her name, then I would.
If I knew the ways...
To filter my thoughts and not think of you, then I would.
If I knew the ways...
To not only APPRECIATE but ACCEPT and RECIPROCATE his love, then I would.
If I knew the ways...
To fear the rage of the girl you like, in coming to know my feelings for you, then I would.
If I knew the ways...
To make you mine in ANY WAY then I would.
If I knew the ways...
To stop this hand to pick the pen and write poems about you, then I would.
If I knew the ways...
To not send words to him that were written for you, then I would.
If I knew the ways...
To correct
MYSELF,
MY SITUATION,
MY HEART,
MY BRAIN,
...
YOU,
ME,
HIM,
HER
Oh, I would!
Oh, I would.

Only if I knew...
THE WAYS.
It's difficult trying to let go of someone you love and trying to move on with someone you don't. But you know, what you want can never be yours and what can be yours is something you don't earnestly want. It's complicated but it's my story.
Lyda M Sourne Jan 2020
I portray myself as a perfect friend
Though it hurts to keep it inside

I lift up my chin and smile so pleasant
My fingers tremble at my side

Change of plans in dozen
I don't want to lock you away

So I watch you walk with her
As I stroll a little bit behind

Out of sight and out of mind
ketjil Jan 2020
you
You are there
Like an ache
In my bones
You are there
Like a heaviness
In my heart
You are there
Like a fixture
In my mind
You are everywhere
In the way I dress
And walk
And talk
And think
You are everywhere
Except in my arms

-jt
if I were only less lonely
Lyda M Sourne Jan 2020
And I start this decade
Loving someone

Knowing I will face
The inevitable heartbreak
Later on
Lyda M Sourne Jan 2020
And they told me
Not to stay away

But I can't help it
My heart hurts
When I think of you
Wang Di Jan 2020
Reciprocated, your love for Dave.
Unrequited, my love for you.
If only you had chosen me,
you wouldn't be pouring rain
through those veins
to your innocent heart
and I wouldn't be here,
on this barren land where
these woeful, wretched, wilted roses
are yearning for a drop of water.
Baby, even if I traded my soul,
would I ever be enough for you
for I wasn't your drug,
and your drug didn't seem to love you
the way you loved him.

If only you had taken a chance with me,
even for a second, baby,
I would have taken you
to where you belonged;
heaven, my Aphrodite. 
The yellow hues would have welcomed you
and I wouldn't have felt the seasons transmute so painfully
if only,
if only,
if only you said yes to heaven
and no to him.

I am dancing on my own,
watching you from afar
to this melody my heart created
that is screaming
till death do me apart.
And there you are
scented with cigars,
high on Dave, your ******,
yet,
you apologize to him
for a million times
for not being able to be his voodoo doll.

Darling, I am sorry but
I need an end to this undying love
even if loving you was the sanest thing I did.
I am sorry, baby,
but I am turning out these lights
and plucking out the days from your garden
and refilling it with the nights
so I could be Dave even if it's for a split second.
You know, I know,
that I am wrong
but all I need is a chance to proof my
insanity from this anonymity.
I will love you forever,
I will love you forever
but not as much as Icarus loved the sun,
wings melted, falling.
But, I love you.
This is the first part of You series that I have started. Follow me on Instagram (@iamwangdiinsta) to watch the IGTV of this poem. Thank you. XOXO.

Cordially,
**** Di
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