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Somedays,
I can still smell,
The scent of your perfume.
Somedays,
I can still feel,
A sense of your presence.

Someday,
Maybe i'll realise,
Why i keep telling these lies.
Till then, i'll just,
close my eyes,
keep searching,
Where the answer,
To our questions lies.
Some memories with some people are just too good to let go.
 Jun 2020 Prerna Singh
Gerald
Maybe
 Jun 2020 Prerna Singh
Gerald
Maybe something I don't know about happened in the past.

Perhaps someone took away my heart.

Or is it just me?
Because everyone I meet makes me feel like I'm just so hard to love.

And now...they find it odd, that I like it so much in the dark.
 Jun 2020 Prerna Singh
Elaine Yu
Rays of love
Endless
Piercing the dark sky of the universe
Direct to earth

Rays of love
Extending all the way
Cross eath
From north pole to south pole
Illuminates all skin tones
Illuminate all life
Make the gloom disappear

Rays of love
Breakthrough the day and night cycle
Four seasons replacement
Let the darkness of night and winter hide nowhere
Let the dawn and sunrise are always with you

Rays of love
Never end
Listen to "Rays of love" by Mehdi
 Jun 2020 Prerna Singh
Elaine Yu
I never really lost her or him
They are all in my memory
Collected like shining stars so I can count at night sky

My dear grandpas and grandmas
Come to visit me in my dream time by time
My dear parents
Waiting for me on the other side of ocean
My dear friends
Bother me sometimes like the day we met
My beloved ones
Surround me like sun and star

If one day I lost them
It must be the day I lost myself in my memory.
Like the rainy days
I can no longer see the sky
It must be the end of the world
But not today or someday
Listen to “the day I lost her”
 Jun 2020 Prerna Singh
GENIE
You set the world know fire
Yet people die of cold
Great power you unfold
Greatest Messiah,
If you will sentence is to cold hell,
Pls do it with a loving hug
We need your mercy dearest father
Now,more than ever.
Ain't we all tired of the corona??
The compression grip of longing grabs my heart
And squeezes it.
It occurs whenever I ponder on a life I have not
Lived yet or a feeling that I long to experience.
Whenever I feel incomplete or unsure,
Or need reassurance; it comes and goes
Like a summer breeze.
But the beat goes on and on.
Summer, beat, heart, sad, happy
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