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 Feb 2016 Tasneem Moosa
Aeerdna
And now you’re going..
Your blue eyes leaving a cold shadow on my soul
Realizing that you cannot love me
That you don’t need me.

And the wine will never  taste the same it did before.

And now you’re leaving
Taking with you all the scents I've put in your hair
All the poems I've read to you
All the perfect moons
The ugly, boring Sundays
Your smile
The smoke of cigar coming from your lungs
Your heart
Your voice whispering
“I’ll never leave you”.
We were
on fire while
skating on ice

melting

where we stood.
How it felt to love you.
 May 2015 Tasneem Moosa
CapsLock
It's been a long time, can't tell since when.
It's been a long time, since I felt whole,
but I do feel it every now and then.
To pick up a pen and write down my soul.

To sing a mumble, this sad rumble.
Pretending I have a greater goal.
but under the truth of it, I crumble
and again, in weakness, I pay the toll.
Maybe next time it'll be a happier song.
I make up
conversations
in my head
constructed from the
words you never
say.

I still can't decide
if silence
would be preferable.
All I ever got
out of loving you
was a snog and a
fuckload
of poetry.
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