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Oct 2013 WAli

I wish you could see me the way you saw her

Oct 2013 WAli

Athenia Roberts

I wish you could see me the way you saw her

I wish you could see me the way you saw her.
Invest in her hobbies,
And all she concurs.
Knowing her in and out,
The infatuation the adoration.
I may be with you
There is no difference.
I cannot control your point of views
My mind refuses to acquiesce.
I wonder how you would be,
The difference in all possibilities
You on my end instead
Feeling the pains of an unrequited lover's bed.
She is the bane of my insecurities
What was once a strong and confident woman
Has succumbed and bathes in endless pain.
How little I've become to let a lover's past
Possess me feeling inhumane.
I wish I could see me before I saw her.

Accepting you've moved on
Loving me
Why do I still feel so withdrawn?
I wish I could believe you love me more than you did her.

Is it my thirst for knowledge
The reason I'm broken?
Knowing all you've done for her
Yet none for me?
The time and energy I've always longed for,
I wish all you did for her you did for me.

I want to be secure with you,
To keep on loving you the way I do.
Enjoying our friendship and the intimacy we share
You care, I know.
But I'm struggling to stay happy with you
To forgive and let go.
I wish you knew how much I love you.

The frustration I'm going through
To stay with you
hoping,
You see more in me than what you saw in her.

Though I do not know
For your feelings are never shown.
The truth will set me free
And I'll no longer wish
you could see me the way you saw her.

Oct 2013 WAli

being in love with me

Oct 2013 WAli

Qadriah

being in love with me

being in love with me
means you've agreed
that each and every of your remarks
will be portrayed in lines of my poems
exhaled as air of my every breath
to be let out as sighs and gasps.
the thought of you will run through
my tangling veins
engraved not in my skin but my bones
even when my body is crushed
you'll float as fairy dust.
your name
will be hummed in the melody
of my dearest lullaby
you'll be the reason i sleep;
you're the sweetest of dreams.

being in love with me
tells that you've agreeed
to be loved by this very being
that carries the definition of imperfections
till the day all seas have gone dry
till the hour all birds refused to fly
till Death greets us both
like old friends meeting at coffee shops

being in love with me
might not be one of the wonders
because i am a bird with a broken wing
a crashed airplane
a forgotten book
a rejected mixtape
an ignored museum
an unwanted company
to many
a nuisance

all that i can assure you is that
when

being in love with me*
the least i can do is
love you as a whole
in spite of your broken heart
your past
your flaws
your everything

*- Qdri M (17/10/13 01.06AM) -

Oct 2013 WAli

Demons

Oct 2013 WAli

Chantel Galdo

Demons

He always loved her
The first time he saw her, he knew he would love
Her
The way her eyes glimmered
Her hair as dark as his mind
Long enough he could bury his sadness in it
He longed for her, he could feel it instantly
But no
No, he couldn't
He could never bring someone into the depths of hell where his soul lingered
If he dragged her down, she would never make it back to the surface
At least not with her sanity
But she was so beautiful
Something he had never seen before
She wasn't safe
She didn't know
Every time he looked at her he could feel himself falling,
He knew he would never stop
She could feel it
It only took one glance
And she was gone
And then he felt it
Oh what a wonderful feeling it must be
To find someone who has it just as bad as you do
So tainted, so ruined, so dark
How glorious to finally find someone
Who's demons play nice with yours

Oct 2013 WAli

Between Her Thighs

Oct 2013 WAli

sked

Between Her Thighs

She looks into my eyes with hope
I see her smile, she knows what is coming
I fake a smile back to pretend
Her breathing becomes heavy as I move forward

She grabs my back with her hands
And pulls me on top of her *******
She whispers, "I love you"
I return the favor

To her I am a miracle
To me I am a pretender
A faker who finds her thighs to be a prison
To be trapped in a place where I don't want to be

It'd be easy to release myself
But why would I
When the prison feels so good
When I'd feel the same in between every other pair of thighs

Maybe it is because I'm broken
Maybe it is because I never cared in the first place
Maybe it is because of the one I lost
Maybe I'm just not meant to enjoy it

I finish as I watch her smile in satisfaction
I get off of her and sit on the foot on the bed
She sits up and slowly kisses my neck
I don't in return and gaze off trying to find the hope I once had