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The Haywire Dec 2013
Sometimes I wish so dearly
For all the things I didn't get
Sometimes I ache to be loved
From those whom love no one
Sometimes I think about the places
I want to go to when I'm old
Sometimes I wish to see
All the people I love so

I devote myself to things
I knew I'll never consider
I make myself strong
So I don't cry when I don't get what I want
What I want
Is something I'll never know
I wish to know my desires
But, alas, I don't.
The Haywire Dec 2013
She
The yellow sky
The blue sea
People on the beach
Wearing their hearts on their sleeves.
Orange flames
Green trees
Dancing with winds
On a moonlit street.
Mocha skin
Of the beauty she
Looks like a
Midsummer's dream.
Red horizon
Astounded she
Lays on back
Absorbing the energy.
Pink lips
Brazen feet
Talking hands
Aura of perfectivity.
The Haywire Dec 2013
"Love! What is love?" she asked
"They say its beautiful
They say its life
They say its the thread between divides.
But I don't get them
I never will
Its just an idea for me
An idea as beautiful as it gets"

He looked at her with admiration
Kept looking as there was nothing he could do
He sighed once or twice
To gain her attention
She just smiled at the ground
Lost in her thoughts about love.

He wanted to tell her what he thought
He wanted her to know what love meant to him
He refrained though
He'd tell her when the moment was right.

The moment came too soon
He stood shaking with fright
He convinced himself though
And stepped on the podium
To say his heart's might

"This for the girl" he started
"For the girl whose sceptical of love
I stand here today to tell you
What love really is!"

"Love is a feeling of oneness
Love is being cherished
Love is beauty,
Beauty in all its forms.
Love is the smiling face of an infant,
Dad's pat on the back,
Mum's peice of cake.
Love is hugging your person,
And feeling complete.
Love is your friends,
Who'd die rather than watch you hurt.
Love is amazing
Love is all around you
Don't give up on it
It won't ever give up on you"
The Haywire Dec 2013
We swayed with the wind
Tuning the world out
High on ecstasy
Not drugs but each other

We screamed our lungs out
We wanted to

We lay on the forest floor
Serenity encompassed us

You and I, dear Vanilla
You and I.
Vanilla is my best friend. Just so its clear. ☺
The Haywire Dec 2013
Sometimes I dearly wish that you knew me
Sometimes I ache to be loved by you
There are times when I just want to be with you
And others when I wish all of these fantasies were true

All I desire these days
Is for you to acknowledge my presence
When I walk past you with hopeful eyes
All I want is you to look back

I like to stare at you
Don't ask me why
All I know is I'm infatuated towards you
But, alas, it’s not the same for you

I've heard loads of times before
Love is a big fat lie
It sure is true
Love is a curse neither for me nor you

I know one thing for sure
I'll get over you eventually
Eventually my heart will stop desiring
For the things that were never mine.
The Haywire Dec 2013
Hold my hand in yours
I'll feel blue,
Touch me softly
I'll become stone,
Kiss me on the cheek
I'll cower away,
Call me sweetheart
I'll paralize.
The Haywire Dec 2013
I stare at the blank page for long
Can't muster the courage to be strong
And write freely what my heart desires
But somehow turn towards the fleet of liars

Why! Why I ask, they tell me I'm not good enough
How! How am I supposed to learn to be tough
There is always this feeling nagging me in the back of my head
That I'm not even good enough to write for the dead

Then I turn towards those friendly species
My dog, my frog and my writing desks
I hear them encouraging me to write
And tell me it's so much better than to strive

I've decided I'm not going to listen to those fools
Neither their criticizing tone nor the conniving tools
And this is what a writer's dilemma is all about
To write from the heart and not listen to the world's bout
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