#selfpoem
Darken this verse,
with sour intentions.
I can’t crave
this, your imperfection.
And like ticks,
you’ll feed relentless,
not ever absolute.
Such weak examples,
disgraceful role models.
Decrepit, this soul
can find it.
The only truth.
I will die.
May 9, 2013
May 9, 2013 at 6:46 PM UTC
"MAIN"
Akela jise subh kuch hai karna'
"MAIN"
gham muje khushiyon se tu bhar na'
"MAIN"
Maut mujhe Zindagi se hai larna'
"MAIN"
Samundar *** qatron se kia Darrna'
Jese barsaat me Patjhar ka ** Jharna
jese har raat ho yaadon se machalna
Jese meri apni ** koi khud se he zid na
Mujh me "MAIN" hai muje apni fikar na
Mar 29, 2018
Mar 29, 2018 at 1:29 AM UTC
Hey, you seem distant.
This has been so consistent.
Is it because of your family?
Or is it because of that girl, Emily?
The one with the strange attitude,
The one who seems to hate you?
She's hard to comprehend,
She seems to pretend;
That she isn't lonely.
That you're not the one and only.
Why doesn't she understand,
That she doesn't need a man
To make her
Independent
Or happy
Or whole
Why don't you love yourself?
You're not your own enemy.
Love, Emily
Mar 20, 2018
Mar 20, 2018 at 2:54 PM UTC
*For the Soul I have hungered
For the Words I left unspoken
For the Tears I have not shed
For the Promises I made to be broken
For the Song I have not sung
For the Book I did not read
For the Gift I have not shared
For the Heart I left to bleed
For the Memories I have forgotten
For the Truth I have not told
For the Freedom I held captive
For the Feelings I let grow cold
For the Battles I have not won
For the Lies I have deceived
For the Love I took for granted
For the Life I have not lived
And to my Self, I’m sorry
For not seeing these through
This pain I have to carry
Because I have lost you*
Mar 4, 2017
Mar 4, 2017 at 10:22 AM UTC