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 Nov 2014 T Thomas
sanjana goel
She backed away,
Taking small steps,
He watched her,
With no sign of regret.

She waited,
For him to call out her name,
She couldn't understand,
That nothing was the same,

With tears in her eyes,
She murmured a goodbye,
Callous he was,
Didn't bother replying.

Her heart was hammering,
Against her rib cage,
Her tearful eyes,
Were filled with rage.

Her broken heart,
Was crumbling further,
He had on a straight face,
Showing he couldn't bother.

Her world was spinning,
She couldn't take it,
It felt so real,
How could he fake it.

Her world was shattering,
It was a joke for him,
Chances of apology,
Were getting slim.

A tear rolled down her cheek,
She couldn't stop it,
He was going to pay,
She wouldn't drop it.

Leaving him,
She ran from there,
Cried to god,
It was so unfair!

She turned bitter,
She turned cold,
"You've changed!"
She was frequently told.

People didn't know,
That he was behind it all,
People didn't know,
How hard he made her fall.

She surrendered ,
to the world then,
She lost,
Her faith in men.

He saw her walking alone one day,
Trillion memories flashed in his mind,
He felt something weird,
But he still didn't get the sign.

He saw her talking to her friend,
Her eyes no longer shined,
Cold was the face of the girl,
Who, once, always smiled.

Sighing, he turned around,
And just started walking away,
Suddenly he felt a pang of regret,
Which started increasing day by day.

Taking something out of his drawer,
Her picture caught his sight,
As his eyes fell on her face,
His lips broke into a smile.

He was taken to the past,
Her laughter chimed in his ears,
That moment did he realize,
How much he missed having her near.

He chuckled,
Remembering their nicknames,
He laughed,
Remembering their childish games.

He sighed,
Remembering their long walks,
And even blushed,
Remembering their sweet talks.

Then all of a sudden,
He realized,
All of a sudden,
Tears filled his eyes.

His heart beamed with joy,
It hit him but it was so absurd!
All this time , he couldn't realize,
That he had been in love with her!

Phone in hands, number on tips,
He dialed her number straight away,
However, she didn't pick up,
And realization hit him in the face.

Rehearsing apologies in head,
He kept pacing back and forth in the room,
He decided to let her know,
As soon as he reached school.

Almost flying he went to school,
With a pretty red rose for her,
However she wasn't there,
And he actually felt a little too hurt.

Skipping school he went to her place,
Was surprised to see many people there,
Went inside her house,
And fell to the ground in despair.

All around,
All he could see was red,
Pain, blood,
The girl he loved was dead.
 Sep 2014 T Thomas
A C Leuavacant
This silent choice you've made  
Is hung in the shape of a willow tree
Branches intertwining around my bruising flesh
Twisting and churning into a leafy cage from you to me  
Yes
I've noticed it

And I scream out to try and get your attention again
To try and get you to look into my eyes like you once did
My 3 a.m. bloodshot eyes
Which drive you further away with every thin line of red across their glassy surface
But in daylight well disguised
Dressed up in paper jokes and drawn on smiles
That burn my flesh to put on and take off  

And What kind of melodrama is this?
This dull story
Perhaps any excuse to not be happy will do me
You amongst many the piece to my puzzle
Or maybe
this is simply a poignant reminder of the time we have lost together
 Sep 2014 T Thomas
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 Sep 2014 T Thomas
zak
I have written enough to fill libraries about you.
I have painted enough to fill a museum or two.
I tried capturing worlds with words and universes with brushstrokes and everything in-between.
Did you know there are over a million words in the English language? And only 10 million shades can the human eye see.
I didn’t. It took your presence to realize there were so few words to describe your eyes,
And your absence made me notice every shade of gray caught in the damp morning light.
Flowers will grow from the dirt beneath my ribs and the world will die a million times over before I forget to write about you.
I hope you don’t stay forever, but I pray my words do.
i forgot for a while there
 Sep 2014 T Thomas
Jo
Diluted
 Sep 2014 T Thomas
Jo
you've become diluted.
What was once a strong,
poignant love,
has become watered down.
I used to be drunk,
saturated in your devotion,
it was everything i needed,
my nourishment,
my life line.
Then it was cut,
ties were severed,
and you were gone,
slipped from my grasp,
only memories were left to light the darkness that filled me.

Your loved entranced me,
filled me with ecstasy,
your leaving extinguished me,
crushed my faith
obliterated my hope.
but you came back,
and filled me with love,
took my hand and led me out.
Embraced me with your passion,
took my fears away,
close the distance,
this gap between our hearts,
saturate me with your love.
 Sep 2014 T Thomas
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 Sep 2014 T Thomas
bb
So today you'll be in love this girl from the internet and tomorrow you be in love with that girl from the internet and today your mother will ask you to look up from your phone for two seconds and tomorrow you will be ******* over a girl that you can't that you can't look in the eye because her eyes are miles and away and they're always watching you with disinterest, until you lose interest; some Catholic girl told me that long distance relationships make it easy to fall I to son and I got to understanding why God stays so far away. I know how to ruin myself with one hand, I know how to tear you apart with two. I know how stop taking care of myself until I'm overgrown with weeds just to watch you grow; some idiot said you don't forget how to ride a bike so I got lazy and stopped using one and some idiot said you don't forget your first love and I did the same thing. I saw the train coming and I laid you down on the tracks like I cared, and I did but I just don't know how and that's how the deal, no one knows how to do anything, hardly anyone knows how to derail trains.
And today I'll fail my test becase I didn't study, tomorrow I'll remember that a year ago you said my name for the first time; today I'll sit on my hands until they tingle just to make sure that I'm alive; we'll delve into the meanings of 'love' and 'lust', but in the end they'll both still feel the same, I'll wonder if you track dirt into your house with your boots or if you just track hurt, you'll always keep me right where you can see you but never where I can hold you. We'll speak well about each other and keep our dark secrets tucked into the waistbands of our skirts like crisp white shirts. I can't understand why anyone would want to live in the first world, where all we do is keep things we love in dusty boxes and sit in traffic and hurt the people we love and write about it.
And then we'll leave the internet and grow up and be gray and our tweets will die out like people do and then we won't think about it much. We won't think about it much.
your a lovely dream i had once
cherished the moment when your smile eclipsed
all my hearts reckless moments
the days when i still thought and breathed your name gently
days i loved being lost in the places your eyes took me
the song that only the heart knows
the song that only tears can play  
you were a lovely dream that had me once
and i will live to the end of my days
cherishing that moment
when you smiled for me
these saltwater jewels spill from my heart
there are no words she is silent
just soft memory of a kinder girl
she cant hold me in the night
cant aspire the tender notions of her heart
cant trace the new born day on her breast
there is no sunlight here
only cold memory
only distant tears
her critical thinking gone astray
her tupperware mind seals in the flavor of her intents
nail polish chipped
no ring to show the lay of the land
bright eyed with hints of joys
sunglasses askew
lipstick on her neck
this casual girl
in one brief moment our worlds collide
parking lot of seven eleven
she is a complex song not to be heard
but to be felt with the heart
this casual girl
she unbuttons her shirt
and shows her new tattoo
woven pattern of snakes and flowers
reflection of the mind perhaps
reflection of the casual girl and her inner tears
my heart grips this as she turns to leave
this casual girl
slave to her moment
she must go with the crowd
she must be a popular girl
in that brief moment our worlds collided
she spun like the summer sun free of her tears
she lived for my presence for the first and last time
she desired to speak to me
i never even knew
this casual girl
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