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Jun 2019 · 247
How?
Sipaas Jun 2019
How could you
not let
even a
single drop out ,
when there were oceans
hurtling inside you.
There is so much going on inside you, go tell someone
Jun 2019 · 534
Untitled
Sipaas Jun 2019
There are
no apologies for being.
Find me
where the
people aren't
To my dear fellow introvert poets and writers. Sending you love from the heart of an introverted girl!
Jun 2019 · 394
Falling stars
Sipaas Jun 2019
My tears are stars
and you seem to love
watching them fall.
Jun 2019 · 672
Naked soul
Sipaas Jun 2019
Take off
your skin
and show me
the magic happening inside
which you refuse to present to everyone else.
Sipaas Jun 2019
It sounds like you
telling me,
that you've been
searching for me
in the sky
among every star
you ever came across.
May 2019 · 414
Six word story
Sipaas May 2019
I fell,
for you,
hard & forever.
Ugh, I know there are seven words technically but.. whatever.
Apr 2019 · 962
I already know
Sipaas Apr 2019
Whenever I'll
taste, the taste of death,
it won't be
unfamiliar.
Since I've been
fortunate enough
to have tasted your lips
a few times.
Apr 2019 · 595
Eternity
Sipaas Apr 2019
Eternity is what
you attain,
the moment
you make
a poet
fall for you.
Apr 2019 · 415
Ethereal
Sipaas Apr 2019
He was the
moon.
He shined.
He shined,
so bright.
That he did not
need nobody else's light.
As if he was the
sun and the moon,
all in one.
They tried to search for
his flaws,
only to realize, that he had none.
Mar 2019 · 349
Unattainable
Sipaas Mar 2019
I'm the light
you love so fondly,
but I'm the darkness too,
which you just can't stand.
Mar 2019 · 317
Rose & its thorns
Sipaas Mar 2019
Learn to embrace
your flaws,
just the way a rose,
embraces its thorns.
Mar 2019 · 304
You, every, day.
Sipaas Mar 2019
Some days, I just can't
write any poetry.
The other days,
I'm with you.
Feb 2019 · 266
Why can't you feel this?
Sipaas Feb 2019
The lust that lies down,
deep deep down.
Inside my brain
I kiss your lips.
I Put my hands on yours.
But, all in vain
Jan 2019 · 207
My letter to the world
Sipaas Jan 2019
It's my joy and all of them can see
When my eyes shed tears they say let it be
It feels like the whole universe is conspiring against me
Why do these tears come along so often? Are they for free?

This is my letter to the world that never wrote to me
And my compatriots? Oh, they're too busy for me
"I would've left this wicked world & fled" said she.
They said "such a faint heart you can't ever be".

In a world full of oceans I am a drop in a sea
They all wanted coffee, alas! I was tea.
God was my constant companion still they said I am ungodly.
They didn't dit with my flaws, so they declared me an impurity.

Don't have the faintest of idea what's ecstasy
I wonder if this whole wide world is just a fantasy.
Sipaas Jan 2019
There's a universe sitting
inside me.
Quiet, calm and peaceful.
But the big bang could happen
and it won't be beautiful.
It could happen anytime,
maybe now or maybe years later
because I haven't found out yet,
am I the prey or the predator?
And suddenly it just happens,
something new inside me is born.
Which, I am certain, was never there before as each of the rusted opinion is torn.
I can feel something alien, its power
Power in my words, power in 'the new me'.
The world around me seems so different,
Or is this just how it used to be?
I don't have all the answers
but I'll be hunting for them.
Which I mistook to be another pebble in the sand
was a dazzling, boundless, unfathomable gem.
I am grateful for everything that happened to me and you should be too.
There are universes which can burst out any second
And one of them, my friend, is inside you.
There used to be a universe sitting
Inside me.
Quiet, calm and peaceful.
Then the Big Bang happened
And it was undeniably beautiful.

~sipaas

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