#wantingmore
Closing the hurting eyes
Forgetting all the fights and byes
Standing soo close to each other
Mesmerised in that situation heart decided not to bother
Leaning against the wall
With a heartclutch and a great fall
Wrapping each other in their blanket of love
Leaving behind all the other stuff and a months bluff
Engrossed sooo much in each touch
Wanting more and more was a wish such
Grabbing the waist tight with no air to enter
There was a vacuum of their breath in centre
Playing with her entangled hairs that lay on shoulder
All these evocation was sure to be preserved in their hearts folder
Girl placed her arms around his neck without any regret
Which was found to be the best addiction than any smoking cigarette
Slowly and gradually they touched each others lips
Not leaving any chance to skip
Their heart's beating sound was heard amidst their vaccum
They had created their own world with affection and warmth as whirling perfume
Their kiss after kiss grew deep and passionate
Both were stuck to each other just as a magnet
Wet lips, tired eyes and messy hairs
Were the symbol that love was in the air
And there is no such satisfaction anywhere
_Lost
Jun 19, 2020
Jun 19, 2020 at 1:48 AM UTC
Here come the tears.
Though they aren't as
bad as they seem.
For the days ahead are brighter
and full of happy and promising
moments waiting for me.
Every subliminal message,
the numbers, and readings from the past and future.. all of them were true.
And what's not to be excited for?
The moment I have been
waiting for is almost here.
So close, but still many days away.
We made it this far.
So, how can anyone say the
universe didn't want you to be near?
Perhaps, we were not meant to
be forever, but to be an always;
our 'first'.
The universe likes to bring us together into perfect little scenarios that will strengthen what we already have.
© 2018 Omni Winters
Apr 26, 2018
Apr 26, 2018 at 9:32 PM UTC
I'm tired.
It's that feeling that you,
can't really describe.
I'm not angry at the world,
like everybody says.
I don't need to just,
find my meaning,
like everybody says.
I'm just tired.
I know it isn't the same tired,
as wanting to sleep.
But I know that,
it's not the same tired,
as wanting to give up.
Isn't that enough?
Do I really need some excuse,
as to why I don't want to socialize?
Do I really need some excuse,
as to why I don't have anything to say?
Is there really a reason,
to having an excuse for anything?
I'm done living,
for you.
Now,
I'm living for me.
Mar 10, 2018
Mar 10, 2018 at 5:58 PM UTC
She picks up her glass
Puts it back down
Listening to the sound
Of his comfortable breathing
He leans over, a smile
Confident and clean
‘It has been a while,
You should go, you should sleep’
Looks away, just in time
To miss her hesitation
She stands up, looks around
For a subject for conversation
‘I had fun, tonight’
His back doesn’t answer
Nor does it see
The tear falling down
She wipes it away
With her expectations
And follows him down
The path of no return
‘I’ll see you around’
While he reaches the front door
She checks her step
Feels his warmth when she passes
‘Text me when you’re home safe’
His deep but careless voice
A gleam of hope looks back to see
Just how he closes the door
And to the fading drums of
His receding footsteps
She sinks unto the sidewalk
Whispers ‘You are my home safe’
Jun 17, 2012
Jun 17, 2012 at 9:53 AM UTC