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Badshah Khan Feb 9
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust) – 25

BismillahIr RahmanIr Raheem

Silence, Silence, Silence…..

Eternal silence accurately represents my eternal solitude.

Eternal silence is precisely my deepening shadow.

Eternal silence is enough for my gently Heart beats.

Eternal silence is morally my Heartily cheer.

Eternal silence is wisely to tell the truth about my Meditate.

Silence, get rid our desired distance.

Silence, gently wipe my sad tears.

Mostly I, visit in my ominous Silence.

My loyal heart beats fiercely, and halt instantly in my breathless silence.

Divine creator! Carefully constructed the eternal universe, In Silence

Whatever he naturally created, everything will be precisely end in eternal silence…

Silence, Silence, Silence…..

Allah Khair….. Khairul Rabul Alameen Yah Arrahmanur Yah Raheem

Ummah Thurab – Badshah Khan.
©UT-BK 2019
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust)
Peter Balkus Feb 6
I visit churches
to breathe the silence,
for in the silence
you can find God.

There is no silence
in the world.
Sehar Dec 2018
love's a distant relative
dropping in uninvited
murmuring condolences for a girl I thought I buried away
eons ago.
love strikes when you least expect it.
When you're done.
When you've grown tired.
When you've solved all your mysteries.
When you've sated your desires.
When you feel that it's enough.
And you've gotten all that you can get

Would you come visit me
And everything that you left?
poesuer Nov 2018
I'm going to have a hard time cleaning up this mess
sorting out the bedsheets and pulling the mattress topper back into place,
throwing out the takeaway we were too drunk to eat

the febreeze won't hide the sweat and rotten food, not very well

my little den of hedonism feels empty without my love to share it with
without his arms around me, without his cologne,

I feel unclean in the morning-after mess
my bf came back for a visit. it was fun, but we made a lot of mess and now he's back at uni and I miss him again.
Erin Nicole Oct 2018
If I could have a wish come true,
a dream that'd come to pass,
I'd ask to spend the day with you,
and pray that it would last.

I'd run to you and hold you close,
We'd laugh and smile again.
I'd listen so intensely,
As you tell me how you've been.

When time was up I'd hold you close,
Not wanting to let go,
You'd smile and tell me, 'see you soon'
And somehow I would know

That while it's very hard to wait,
One day that time will come,
I'll join you there forevermore,
When I too am called home

My wish may go ungranted,
But it always will be true...
I'd trade many of my tomorrows,
For one yesterday with you.
Eyithen Sep 2018
I'm writing about you again
My strange stranger

You visit me in my dreams
but I can't see your face

You have such strong arms
To wrap around me
They comfort and protect

You are at least a head taller than me
Enough so to rest your chin on my head

There is warmth and trust, so much trust
I curl into you

You are my best friend and partner
Doubt never creeps
I can't explain it

You smell of clean laundry and something familiar
You say I smell like vanilla

As you run your fingers through my hair
You stare with loving eyes.
They are never the same color.
Sometimes a blue so deep I could swim in them
sometimes a green so vibrant I can't help but stare

Your hair never stays the same either.
Sometimes its dark, sometimes its blonde
But always so thick and soft

I yearn for you
My heart aches
So much so that I want to cry

I wish you were in my life already
But one minute I'm ready and another I'm not
I'm sorry if I keep you waiting,
But please know, I'm on my way
And I hope you are too
Please be patient and wait,
Wait for me...

I hope that your heart doesn't belong to another
But if it does, It can only lead you to me,
A better person than before.
Mine is still new and I can't wait to give it you
And I hope you are the only one I give it to.
Just a dream I had about waiting for the right one.
Wyatt Jun 2018
Please come inside
and kindly leave
your shoes at the door by
the mat that says "welcome".
Allow me to show you
the living room.
There's a lot of things here
in this little place I've got
but for now please take a seat
on the sofa I so adore.
It's comfortable, I promise.

I see you've noticed
a few photographs,
I've taken the initiative
to put them up as decorations.
They're beautiful, aren't they?
One of them is a portrait
that depicts a happy family.
Another one here is from
a birthday party for my niece.
She was three then
and now she is almost five.
She reminds me of times
where I definitely felt alive.
There's some artwork here aswell,
they inspire me everyday to think
despite the times where I'd rather not.
This is room is always here for me
because it is all I got,
I think about this place a lot.

Anyways, please come with me.
We can move on to the kitchen
where we can sit and share tea.
This is nice, isn't it?
Thank you for coming by.

Take the chair on the left,
we've got a few hours to waste,
isn't that right?
I hope I cleaned up enough...
I try to keep tidy
just in-case somebody happens
to stop by just like yourself.
Anyways, here's your cup.
How are you feeling?
Where did grow up?
That's nice.
If I'm completely honest,
today I feel a lot better with you here.
I'm from South Carolina,
a tight-knit place of love.
Do you have any kids?
One with another on the way?
I see, that's a true blessing.
You should always keep them
close to your heart when things get hard.
I don't have any kids yet,
honestly I wouldn't know where to start.
What's on your mind?
You're stressed out right now?
You're in a tough patch in school?
College getting you down as you
chase after a degree?
I know it may be difficult,
but know you have a friend in me.
What College do I attend?
Actually, I'm not currently enrolled.
I thought about it, but some things
came up back home that made me rethink.
Maybe I'll go one day, but who knows?
By the way, what are you majoring?
Oh, you're going into law?
That's an admirable aspiration,
with me I don't know what I want yet.
I'm working a job that recently
has drained me of my "youthful" energy.
Don't laugh, I get it. I'm so young.
I understand I'm only twenty,
but it's more of a figure of speech.
This home I built for myself
sustains me well at times,
but sometimes I miss home.
I miss where I grew up
and what I used to know
but sometimes you just have to
find a way to let it all go.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean
to make the conversation
all about me.
You want another cup?
I've got plenty of tea,
I'll pour it up.
Don't worry about it,
I appreciate this talk.
Not many people come by,
I haven't seen a genuine soul in years.
I just sit most of the time watching TV,
thinking about how I got here.
You've got a nice smile,
I hope you don't mind me saying.
It's very warm, it almost makes me
forget how I'm slowly decaying.
Forgive me, a bit of a dark joke.

No need to thank me,
I like to make people smile.
I like when people come by
so I feel something a little more.
Nobody should be alone all the time,
wouldn't you agree with what I'm saying?
Oh by the way,
we talked on the phone some time back.
I just wanted to apologize
for being a little bit short
and possibly pretty awkward.
I love getting that random call,
but sometimes it catches me off guard.
I'm a little shy, I admit.
Haha, I'm glad you understand.
Ever since I created this home,
it's felt like a dream.
Like this isn't so real
and things aren't what they seem.
I have to leave a lot of times
and dust seems to pile up.
The real world can scare me a lot
and sometimes I wanna give up.
Sometimes this house I'm in
doesn't even feel real.

I appreciate the kind words,
thank you for the compliment.
I'll try to stay strong like you say.
Oh, you have to go now?
You forgot that you have a class at three?
Forgive me for taking your time,
you may go ahead and leave.
I know you're really busy
and I'm borderline anti-social,
but feel free to come by any time
you want to talk or need something.
I'll be here any time.
And you're welcome for the tea,
just be sure to close the door behind you.
Goodbye, I'll miss you.
I went at this piece differently. I took a different perspective. I packed so many different pieces of my life and my experience into this poem, including one big revelation. This is my "home" described out in words. "You" is the reader. Thank you for reading.
Myrrdin Apr 2018
You may know my heart
I will allow you that
Memorize it's rhythm
Feel the pulse shift
With injury and healing
Open my chest 1000 times
If you would like
Study the chambers
Sleep in my ribcage
And make a bed
Within my hollows
But you will always
Remain a visitor
A renter, a guest
A tourist on a time limit
You may know my heart
But it will never be yours.
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