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I told her I missed her
In that I spoke the truth
La Florida the Land of Flowers
Long lost youth

Lonely as I age
Slowly. Patience. Please.
Time tick tocks
Can't make it freeze

               long disease
When Bob Dylan wrote,
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle mornin' I'll come followin' you.
If he'd had a mobile phone back then,
Most likely not noted the tambourine man,
Never mind following him.
“Words can pierce through a heart” they say
How many people listen to that?
They’d still do it anyway,
Despite the thick consequences that will pour

Stupid! Stupid little thing! Useless and good for nothing!
Sounds like a broken radio, doesn’t it?
Oh how so easy these spells slip out
Hanging the self confidence one -could- have

Jokes, jokes, i said it as a joke!
Sorry, sorry, i said it in anger!
No worries, i’d forgive you again and again
Again and again and again

Till the time comes
Where the hot droplets blur the sight
And where the mind’s health shuts
And where the words make their way through the stringy vessels

It would be too late
Until the spell has been lifted
Off your eyes
Off your mind

And most importantly,
Off where the poor latter had jumped
Iconic isn’t it? Just a few words can already get the waterworks flowing
 Jun 21 Jimmy silker
Srishti
is comfort silence?
is loosing everything silence?
is having money silence?
is happiness silence ?
is death silence?
I’m searching for silence, but my silence is missing from this cosmos.
To Whom It May Concern,

This soul has found
No rest
These eyes have seen
Horrors beyond belief
These hands are covered
In blood that is not theirs
These legs won't hold
For much longer
Please be there
I'm counting on you.

Sincerely,
Me
Notice me
Acknowledge my existence
Talk to me
Please

Your soft black hair
Your beautiful brown eyes
Your bold and loyal smile
Your gentle and loving words

I know
I never deserve to be with you
Never deserve to talk to you
Never deserve to be in your life

Yet,
You’ve got me around your fingers
You’ve got my heart tangled in your words
You’ve got my mind hypnotise by your smile

So many ‘i want you’s i want to say
So many ‘i need you’s i want to say
So many ‘i love you’s i want to say

Yet,
I stumble when i see you
I crumble when i talk to you
I mumble when i admire you

I want you
I need you
I crave you
I love you
You speak of languages,
but the heart knows only one.
Believe me—if I say it in mine,
you will feel it in yours.
For you are not someone who’s one in a million,
you are the one who’s one in a lifetime.

I wish I could be the same for you.
Maybe I could have lived in your palm—
like one of the useless lines near your lifeline.
These hiccups I get while writing about you—
I hope they are true signs of missing you.

What more should I say?
Words are slacking out of my mind—
every time, every verse, every rhyme.
I confess the same old crime.
The church, the chapel, and the altar—
they only hear the prayers;
they never imprison me or ask me to serve my time.

Unforgiven, forbidden love—
I am only left with your memories,
like soot that flows through the coalmine.
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