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Artyprose Oct 2017
After the light passed through
the windows of my soul
After the moon shine so bright
on that lonely autumn night
After the talks, the sharing,
the small moments of truths
and smiles so genuine

You and I, even if we hide
Even if the world put a
great distance between us
for so many times,
You and I, We are possible.

And this is not the end,
Because every moment that
seemed too charcoal to see
The sun rises for new beginnings
No to goodbyes, I’ll see you again,
A new chapter to begin with you,
for us to start again.
Last part
Artyprose Oct 2017
This earthly life
is too much for me.
I need to go home,
to the constellations;
Where I share
with the stars,
the same destiny.
Artyprose Oct 2017
You’re no 
stranger anymore
Let me walk you
From that jaded cold night
when we talked to
all the stars in the sky
about the secrets we hide


And you didn’t even try
when the spark ignite
the trapped happiness
between my eyes
when you said to me
I love doing this with you
In all kindness; no lies.

So if you like saving me
then where are you now?
When will we do it again
Because you did, somehow,
left me waiting and shaken
from those questions and replies
You left me hanging, half broken,
wondering why, it’s too dark outside
but we are glowing now
Second part
Artyprose Oct 2017
Like the falling star,
out of the blue
and you, Out of the dark
Showed me I’m not really
completely falling apart

Like the stars,
you talked to me
Showering me with
kindness and vulnerabilty
Keeping me company
from my wavering sanity
and starting anxiety

Like the moon, it feels like
I knew who you are
but you’re a stranger afar
from the simple world
I created so far

Would you come again
like you did before?
would you show me again
How it’s easy to fall
and crawl and feel alive
Like how you patched
the constellation for me
on that lonely autumn night.
First part
Artyprose Oct 2017
The girl I’m praying for
Is somewhere being hurt
by some guy she thought
will be her forever
But calm down, love
It’s not yet over
Someday, I’ll meet you
and we’ll make it together
Artyprose Oct 2017
Having a broken heart is,
no matter how many words you write
or how it weighs you down at night,
no matter how hard you cry
And how persistently you try,
Once the person decided a future
Without you in it, in the end
There’s no way you could go back
from being the loved one again.
Artyprose Oct 2017
I never regretted loving you
In fact, I blame myself
For not loving you more
For not flooding you with butterflies
For not making a spark
in your earthly colored eyes
For not hugging your pain and flaws
For not being there
when your skin need me the most
I blame myself
For not being the perfect match
That I didn’t make it literally
After I said I love you so much.
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