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  Mar 13 Trish
Diana
You.
Are.
A.
Walking.
Masterpiece.
Trish Feb 3
The love I gave was not enough to make you stay
With fear of commitment and pressure on yourself
A clear response to leave long-term talking stage
Relationship at the wrong time with the right person—
Rather a splash of cold water of trauma to uncover

Separation is a necessity to be our own better version
A hope that we both know could possibly happen
Let everything go as it is and trust divine timing
If the universe says we are destined for one another—
our love will last for a lifetime without definition

For now, I know my love it must have been tough
Someday you will hear me say to you dearly—
"The moon is beautiful isn't it?"
My recent thing with someone makes me think that it could possibly a wrong time with the right person, or it could be not. During the quarantine, I spent too much time on witchtok and the common definition of twin flame struck me the most. Which I ended up using as my main theme and ended it with a Japanese poetic way of saying "I love you" which is
Trish Jan 25
maybe you are not the one
a karmic partner rather
lesson for me to learn
an alarm to reality

flattery words you said
delusional lies to love you
with hallucinating action
made me enter the blackhole

hugged a cactus
clear cut pain
passing it to me
for you to be okay
it reminds me of someone who used me to get over his pain and pass it on me so he could be happy
Trish Aug 2020
leave me like sunset on winter
with no chills and regrets
do not comeback during spring
and give butterflies on my stomach
i let the summer heat
burn all of our memories
reminiscing how things used to be
is like the autumn breeze
(it's been a long while since the last time i posted it's time to get back on uploading poems again since my passion for writing is back)
Trish Aug 2019
It was all of a sudden when the usual conversation became sweet
Everything was for fun but things start to get real
Just like a whirlwind or lightning, it left me feeling flabbergasted
I knew deep inside that I am ready, I knew it

High possibility of falling in love with you scares me
I thought we will just be best of friends, guess we aren't gonna be
More than best friends or close friends, probably yes
Still speechless even with just that thought of mine

Sugarcoating words from your lips to compliment me
My heart flutters like crazy and unstoppable
What is happening to me? It feels like I am not ready
It feels great but feel like I am being played by yours truly
i made this poem because of the new guy bestfriend i am talking to almost everyday and this is how i feel always during our conversation
  Dec 2018 Trish
Lunar
for the last time
let me be a child again
as i cry over the innocence
that i will lose
once these tears have dried
for all those who are in the middle of growing up. it's hard; from falling in and out of love to fixing adult paperwork. and it's all normal.

(j.m.)
Trish Dec 2018
With a sweetest smile of yours
In every strum of your guitar
A closer look into your eyes
Another color added into my life

Who are you?
Why are you like this?

Tingling feeling
Butterflies in my stomach
Heart beats
Faster than the usual

Strange feeling towards
A strange person
Loving and trustworthy
Is this love or what?

Nope, hopefully not
Never again, please

Fragile heart of mine
Still mending as time goes by
You suddenly came into my life
Hoping for real not fantasy this time

SHH! Heart... are you okay?
SHUT UP! Mind... don’t overthink!
WOAAAH! Self... do you even know him?

With all the doubts and worry
About what I feel towards him
Eagerness to know you well
Snapped by the reality of everything

Heart got broken.. ONCE AGAIN...
Shattered in pieces and everything
Mending it back again is hard
Unrequited love story with bittersweet ending
it was inspired by the guy that i met in the broadcast station i visited for a msuic show. he was the invited guest while i was the extra person for their performance that was chosen from the audience who gave me mixed feelings.
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