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  Dec 2019 Irem
Sehar Bajwa
just because the star-
fish can grow its arms back does
not mean it didn't hurt.
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even though scars heal
and wounds fade it doesn't mean I
will forget the pain.
haiku.
Irem Dec 2019
your gracious thoughts and dreams
shine on you like a pearl necklace
your beautiful smile
makes your pearl white teeth visible

your kindness is glowing like a pearl
contrasting with nowadays
when kindness means weakness and
everything has kindness in it gets wasted

your heart is rare and beautiful
just like a pearl
your heart doesn’t belong the time
just like a pearl
  Dec 2019 Irem
Pheonix
Your friendship
has calmed the storm that ravaged inside.
Your love
has extinguished the fire in my head.
Your laughter
has evaporated the tears in my eyes.
All that remains is calmness
Thankyou.
  Dec 2019 Irem
sunrain afternoon
where shall I send my poems?**

to my eyelashes,
for they beat irregularly
unconcealed and unconscious
like my poems

to my fingertips,
where they are released fluidly
they grasp, strained and staining, tapping breaths
like my poems

to my smile,
fleeting and happy weeping fortuitously
a lifetime of a whisper, glimpsed and gone
like my poems

to my brain,
where they are symmetrically born only to die ceremonially
a fireworks duration evaporating into a rich velvet
like my poems

like my poems,
none will survive me,
blemishes, pockmarks, beauty marks, residues,
in a flash bang born, in a flash bang consumed

3:08am dec. 9 2019
  Dec 2019 Irem
ross
~

if my mind
was the universe
thoughts of you
would be the
stars that fill it
endless
countless
beyond measure


~
Irem Sep 2019
The blonde shimmer of your hair gets lost
In the lights of city and it begins to transform
Into your ambition that keeps you alive
While the shine and glory of youth that you have in your face
Is mixing with loud sirens of the city

Just a little bit , just a little bit shine that I’m searching for
A green glimmer would keep me alive
Trying to distract myself  from the distance that we put between us
A shine of happiness would keep my heart alive

So busy with our lives that we don’t even realize
How the city reacts with our hearts
When we feel a heartache we just look at the city lights
Like lights could take the pain away

Perfectly cut, walls of glasses
Another day is beginning
The sun is rising again.
Inspired by Junko Ohashi’s Crystal City.
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