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The harbinger of death lives above my bed
holding the rumors of those once said
though every night I hear the screams
ones so sharp they pierce my dreams
I feel the comfort in her glowing eyes
and gripping my soul every time she flies
as soon as I lay my head to rest
she rids my room of unwanted guests
when the shadows invade the ending day
the harbinger of death shall find its prey
 Sep 2018 Mohamed Nasir
Tashes
She let the remnants of her heart fall

And embrace the ground like the bestrewed leaves.

Little did everyone know

Autumn was more than her name for her.
She came from heaven
Just to laugh with me
To a rhythm of
My beating heart
With lips so warm
They burnt through
Every fiber of my soul
She held my hand and
Walked with me but
Never at my side
Yet I never saw a single fault
Until I saw her in a different light
I closed my eyes and dreamt her face
So lovely
The words could not describe
I tried to pull her closer
To whisper that I lo...
She stopped me short by
Placing finger on my lips
Leaned in and whispered...
“Silly boy, love is just a game
we play with feelings of another”.
 Sep 2018 Mohamed Nasir
Diana
I want to look at someone
Someone who's been through
Great sorrow
Or loss
Or heartbreak
Or anything traumatic
With eyes filled
Not with artificial pity
But genuine sympathy
And even to a certain extent
Empathy
I want to look at them
In a way they wish
Others would
In a way that's different
From the fragile being
Many see them as
In a way that makes them
Have hope
Hope that they won't be fragile
For long
But that they will come out
Victorious
And stronger than ever
Before
With my eyes
That see a
Beautifully
Temporarily
Broken
Yet strong
Vessel
Edit: October 2020- you’re damaged, not broken
I liked her
Her brown hair
Her red lips
Her every thing
Cause she was the
The only best friend
I had found
But sometimes life changes
I think
We were talking
From Facebook
Then I got angry
It was not because of her
But it was because
Of some family issues
But
I got angry
(At college)
She tried to speak to me
The first time
I didn't replied
The second time she asked
If I was angry
Nope
The third time I
Ran away from her
Then the story became
Over
(Present situation)
I was waiting for her
To be alone
So we could sort out the
Matters at hand
But
She was with her friends
And I couldn't talk to her
This was awkward
With her friends by
Her side I couldn't
Talk to her freely
I was peeking to see
If she would come
But in vain
She went the other way
Hey
Hey
I wanted to tell I had no one
Except her
We talked
While making our way home
I had no one I could believe in
I could joke with her
I think I an alone now
I hope
If she reads my poetry
She would wait for me
Alone
To sort out our misconceptions
To walk home together again
That we never loose sight

That we always believe
We remember it is not about me
I pray
We never forget what will be, will be
That love is the key
He or she
It's free
I pray
That we do not forget when we were alone
And
We do not forget
the people that have no home
or the people we have known
I pray
We remember we all have the need
And
We do not forget that all
HEARTS BLEED
And it is so easy to mislead
I pray
That we see the face
not the race
And
We never forget all is deserving of a place
in this space
I pray
It is not to late to save this world
from these trying times
And
We stop crossing the line
We open our eyes and stop
being so blind
I pray
We start
with
being kind
!!

I know of
this exact thing I do
pushing people away from me
when I can't hide my insecurity
I say "am I wrong, I'm scared"
just to make them run away from me

I met so many
so careless
I'm sorry
So sorry
I have to be honest

My view is always a blur
constantly making me believe
in wrong ideas
my mind loves to perceive

And seeing how
sometimes they come true
against better judgement
I followed through
It makes me look like a fool
So what is there for me to do
than to think the same of you

"Get over it, we all hurt"
"Try to forget, don't be absurd"
"Maybe stop being so emotional"
"You could be more sociable"
If I could say how desperately I would
if there was a way to show I could
I thought being unapologetic
would be better than feeling pathetic
But it seems like either way
I'm the one that drifts away
Into this ocean of sickness
making me feel worthless

Though these thoughts
I hate the most
I fight feeling useless
I want to know my worth

Oh how I struggle to make them see
I'm not the words that come out of me
I don't want to feel anxious
I don't like to be sad
And I feel so pretentious
it might drive me mad

And how this thought
of losing my mind
sometimes seems
way too kind
Like such a relief
of a brain always screaming
almost a sort of dignity I could retrieve
thinking madness could be redeeming
Calming but terrifying all the same
For the bliss
would I really not care
to forget my own name?
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