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Et cetera Mar 2014
I made you strong, you made me weak.
Isn't it love, that we seek?..

We did what we had to, not what we wanted.
And now the memories, they keep us haunted.

Shackled with the thoughts, I can not be merry.
It's hard to laugh and play, i'm always dreary...

We both smile a lot now, we've had to learn to fake it.
So now the plan we have, is to fake it till we make it.
A miserable attempt at writing on a cliched topic, and at rhyming.
Written on 8th March 2013.
Et cetera Mar 2014
If I start now,
It'll take me a few centuries,
To get to my world in the skies...

My world in the skies,
Where I can soar above all,
And where spring never ends...

It's all good there,
It's all pure and right,
It's my world in the skies...

My utopia, my bliss, my azure,
It's my world in the skies,
Far away, a place to escape...

When life seems harsh,
I have my world,
My world in the skies...

To hide in, to take refuge in,
It's my utopia, safe from all,
Where winters are rare...

My world in the sky...
Written on 18th February 2013.
Et cetera Mar 2014
Years come, years go
What matters is not the number,
Rather the loss of time.
The loss of opportunities,
The loss of moments...

Years come, years go
What matters is not what happened,
Rather what it hurt.
The loss of connections,
The loss of friends...

Years come, years go
What matters is not what broke,
Rather what was fixed.
The loss of wholeness,
The loss or trust...
Very random, written without much inspiration. I wrote it just to write...
Written in early 2013.
Et cetera Mar 2014
Dull leaves, wilted flowers..
Dry grass, bent trees..
***** baskets, unkempt shrubs..
Caked shovels, arid soil..

She’s gone, she died.
There’s no one to care..
The flowers miss her,
The winds call to her..

The skies are sad,
The ocean weeps..
She’s gone they say,
She’s lost to the world.
Written on 9th January 2013.
Et cetera Mar 2014
As I took my last breath
I wondered what they’d say
If they knew
I was going away
Never coming back
Going away…
A very random piece. Written on 19th November 2012.
Et cetera Mar 2014
If you find me gone one day..
Do not cry and do not shout,
Just pray for me and carry on…..

If you find me gone one day..
Do not be sad, do not look for me,
Just let me be and carry on…

Coming in and going out..
This is the fixed cycle of life,
We come, we grow, we hope, we go…

So if you find me gone one day..
Do not worry, do not mourn,
For I have lived, and you must carry on…
Written on 14th November 2012.
Et cetera Mar 2014
Blurring the world from my sight,
They find their way down…
Snatching away all the logic,
They fall onto the ground…
Heavy upon my heart,
They weigh nothing to those around…
Fueling my burning emotions,
They let all reason drown…
Depriving me of all my strength,
They continue to flow unbound…
Awakening the suppressed sobs,
They make my head pound…
Making the world seem distant,
They fall-my tears, without a sound…
Written on 12th November 2012.
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