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लोग कहते हैं, जीवन है एक बहुमूल्य वरदान ।

तूने, हर मानव को दिया है, यह दान।

पर पुछु तुझे, यह कैसा वरदान ?

मै तो जी रही हूं यहां, बनके बेजान ।

जीवन की वज़ह न जानूं, क्यों कहते है लोग इसे महान?

न इसमें कोई अपनापन है;  ना ही, स्वाभिमान ।

फिर भी लोग कहते हैं, जीवन है एक बहुमूल्य वरदान ।

क्यों ?

Armin Dutia Motashaw
  Nov 2018 Alexander T
Novera
People often ask me
why I'm so loud all the
time. I wish
I could tell them
that I'm only trying
to drown out the noises
inside me.
Alexander T Nov 2018
She had galaxies
In her eyes
And her tears
Were falling stars

I lost that girl
not in a way that it all ends
but where it totally changed
I still love her more then the best friend we have to be
is it my fault
is it me
I lost the last bit of hope in finding someone,
to live with forever
I cant love her like that
it is forbidden
I gave my life to her
she didnt **** me
but someone else did,
her mother
took that love away
that girl love me
I love her
whats wrong with that
I was always there for her
even in my worst times
I was still there
what is wrong with me
am I that bad
did I **** up that bad when I was ten
thats when I ****** up
but I am still held back 7 years later
I gave everything
I know that I am better than every other,
woman or man
I am the best for her
I became better
lost so many things
so I can have her
I gave everything
I dont know what to do now
do I give up?
thats an option.
should I go,
an option too.
I ****** this up before I even met her
isnt that like discrimination or something
wouldnt that be illegal or something
if not it should be
I have nothing now.
I just need some love
something to help me live again
I was alive for a year,
but I am dying again
what can I do
I gave everything
for her
for our love
was I wrong
to ever fall in love like this
to smile again
I hurt now
because I know we will never be anything
I gave everything
...
and its all gone
I just dont feel like living all the time anymore, how can such a perfect love be destroyed by someone not part of it?
  Oct 2018 Alexander T
emnabee
The poet lives two lives.
One on the outside,
And one in their mind.

When you look in their eyes
You could see an abyss.

If you looked long enough
You could sink into it.

But most people don’t see it.

Take the time to read the words, though,
And you would know for sure.

The poet lives in two different worlds.
A little escape from the madness.
Or maybe, into.
  Oct 2018 Alexander T
Glenn Currier
The maple makes its glory complete
with such elegance and grace
halo shadow of crimson and gold at its feet
wet fall day a shimmering sacred space.
Written 10-31-18 Whistler B.C. Canada
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