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Deepali Feb 21
The goofiest person I've ever known,
Moody as hell, like his periods have just begun
Smart and witty, sharp as a knife,
Yet to me he's the sweetest in life
Love wasn't something i planned,
Yet he arrived and took my hand
Now without thinking my eyes seek him out,
One little glance and I'm smiling- no doubt
He's expressive his love so clear,
While I hold back consumed by fear
Jealousy stirs when his gaze drifts away,
Yet I stay composed, though my heart sways
I long to keep him close and near,
But this clueless fool won't hear
He never sees what's in my eyes,
The love, the unspoken sighs
If he could read between the lines,
He would know he's already mine!
I want forever with him and at the end when time has flown, we'll smile and say "we've truly grown"
I adore this ladoo very much....
Deepali Sep 2024
You're the first to stir feelings deep in me,
The only one with whom I can be true.
When I wasn't looking for anyone,
You came unbidden, stayed near by my side.
You're the first and last for whom I confide,
My wish fulfilled, though unreciprocated here.
Yet still my love remains, though it is vain,
Unchanged, unconditional, through all strife.
For you alone, my heart endures the pain,
The final wish to share this precious life.
Though one-sided, my heart’s bound to adore,
You're the last to whom I'll love evermore.
Deepali May 2024
...But still, I always want to be the only star beside you. I never got to touch you, but I feel you all around me. I don't know you all very well, but I liked you wholly. You delved into my deepest thoughts, which I never thought would go that far.
I've never felt this way about anyone else but you.
I'll wait for you in a haze because you mean a lot to me.
I'll still like you, I'll keep the same feelings while yours wither, because liking you is something that cannot be untold.
Perhaps I'm thinking too far ahead because I'm still unsure about your thoughts.
Deepali Sep 2023
I miss those happiest days of the past. Childhood memories are being held carefully, like glass.
A fleeting instance and an unguarded moment of heedless joy, yet those memories are fading into aeons of time.
𝘓𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘺 , 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵
𝐇e̷a̷r̷t̷b̷r̷e̷a̷k̷
𝐀buse
𝐓𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜
𝐄𝙣𝙢𝙞𝙩𝙮

🄽🄴🄴🄳🄽'🅃 🅃🄾 🄱🄴 🅆🅁🄸🅃🅃🄴🄽 !!
Peace is getting far from us!
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Lets not print chapter of world war III into upcoming world history textbooks!
Deepali Feb 2022
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I left writing and went to acknowledge my surrounding...
I met many people who asked me about my well-being,
but no one was there to heal me...
I used to have people in contact, but no one was with me...
I also got a lot of good friends,
but did not find one true friend...
However, I don't sense it dreadful because my family and 'I' was, 'I' am and 'I' will be enough for myself...
And that's why I came back here again to write..........
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P.s- 'Hello poetry' stop giving me that d*** f*** "502 gateway error".....
Deepali Dec 2021
Everyone formed a group outside, but I was made aside,
Inside the four walls I was falling apart and nobody to care about my forlorn heart.
But, I gathered courage, went out, met everyone with a smile but all of a sudden got ignored, again?
At last, I was left alone in the dark room with the 'Heart of Pain'.
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