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Nov 2019 · 166
Hurting Love
Jamsey Nov 2019
I loved you
Till it hurt
Now it hurts to think
That I ever loved you.

I wanted you
For forever and more
But now infinitely
I have thoughts of loss.

Gazing at each other
Time floated away
Now our brief moments
Drift us further apart.

We made a pact
Of happiness
Now sorrow
Reigns over my heart.
Nov 2019 · 105
Promises
Jamsey Nov 2019
A thread of promises
Made by young, bustling love
All left unfulfilled
Now tear the fabric of my heart.

Do you remember our yarns?
That spun images of bliss
Do you even remember the hue
Of the painting of our fledgling love?

When did we change
To become the rest
Please bring us back
To the fresh canvas of our start.

I want to sew a bond
So great and unwavering
That we can wear it till infinity
Without the need of a ****.
Nov 2019 · 235
Love me not...
Jamsey Nov 2019
Love me not
As I do you
Can see you not
Suffer what I do

Forsook a plethora
of love and laughter
Adopted an aura
of despair and shatter

Left behind roses
with radiating hues
For unhealthy doses
of repeated blues

Peace of mind
cherished ever
Left behind
to be found not forever

Please, Love
Love me not
As I do you...
Sep 2019 · 336
Let go...
Jamsey Sep 2019
why can't I be like the rain drops
on my bedroom window
they cling to the glass
but when time is up
they let go
and run down in soft rivulets
onto their next destination
Sep 2019 · 231
Alright
Jamsey Sep 2019
Right, alright
Let me sleep, through the night
Clouds, so high
Can they hear, my sigh?

Dream, I might
Of a sound, or sight
But where, do I find
Love, of a kind?

Fairytales, into dreams
Of movie-like, romantic scenes
Soft nothings, whispered
Gazes held, moments treasured.

And then, I may slip
Into the opposite, the flip
Emotions, bridled
Smiles, plastered.

Right, alright
Let me wake, to the light
Hopes, so high
Can they hear, my sigh?
Aug 2019 · 116
Alone with my thoughts...
Jamsey Aug 2019
As I lie with my thoughts
Slowly swirling about me
A criss-cross here
And a wavy line there
As I try to frame them
Now voice an emotion
An intermittent dot appears
The dreaded full stop
As I try to resist
The despair and anger
I can't help but think
Why the wall
As I again and again resolve
To wallow and waddle
Alone in my muddy, murky paths
What is apparent
Is that
It's a world of opposites
There is no solitude
Even in thoughts
And no company
In a companion
And...
As I lie alone with my thoughts
I wonder who will
Eventually, maybe
Hear me, listen actually
And understand.
Aug 2019 · 215
Fallen regrets
Jamsey Aug 2019
Fallen leaves in autumn
Remind me of my regrets.
Falling away to give way
For more of the same.
Jul 2019 · 156
Lonely thoughts
Jamsey Jul 2019
A deep vacuum
is what I feel
after detaching
from my lonely thoughts.

So let me drown
in my loneliness
for I don't want to float
in eternal space.
Jul 2019 · 237
Untitled
Jamsey Jul 2019
Four in a row,
And still some more.
But the peephole's still there,
And someone lurks behind the door.
Jul 2019 · 137
Passion
Jamsey Jul 2019
Soft tresses
auburn, glowing
coral eyes
burning through me.
Your caress
oh, yes
leaves a trail
of memories.
Ruby bright
lips so full
a glint of crystal
within.
Save me
from my turmoil
etch me
into your heart
every beat
I promise
will resonate
with passion.
Jul 2019 · 423
A Faded Dream
Jamsey Jul 2019
I once had a dream
All captured and framed
Put up in a corner of my heart
I preened at its possession
More like an obsession
But then
Time went by
And one day
I saw a picture
All faded and dull
Hanging limply
In a lone corner of my heart
Slowly I realized
This was once my dream
Now all withered and battered
Having endured
The storms in my heart
I pulled down the picture
Stroked it longingly
Stared at it lovingly
Then I let it go
For dreams only shine
In the light of true love.
Jul 2019 · 134
Untitled
Jamsey Jul 2019
Oh my fantasy
Dwells in doom
It revolves around
Despair and gloom
With these dark clouds
Hovering in my mind
Thoughts so rueful
Devoid of any good kind
At times I want to be known
For the great mind that I possess
Other times I want to be shown
For what I have let go of
And then there are times
I want to be hidden
Like great, thundering chimes
With sources unknown.

— The End —