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Wanderer Mar 2019
Had I known your voice would haunt like so many dancing sprites along midsummers plush ridges
I may have said my peace long before you faded over the horizon
Winter was not left with your leaving
Chilled roots perhaps but more late October mysteries I have no answers for
Sending inquiries, soft and translucent
Go unheaded, unwanted, unheard
We were friends once, intertwined with what I thought was a love that had not faltered, just evolved
Months pass with naught left but frosty windows, my face pressed against the glass
Still waiting to see your light weave through the trees towards me once more
The chaotic commotion of calamity moves down the tracks
Motion to move smoothly unhurried relaxed
Journey the bends with ease less taxed
Unwanted scenery of grey rain gloomy clouds
Looking to the gaps of blue
Any light peeking through
If hard to see
........................
Take a new seat
Muskan Kapoor Apr 2018
I am wearing a pink plaid skirt,
but I think it’s too short,
maybe my huge thighs are ruining it.

Oh my god, he is looking at me, but maybe not me, maybe he is looking at the ******* beside me, after all why would he look at me, the payjama wearing nerd.

People call me slim, I am not slim. It’s called skinny. Look, my bones are showing from every side of my body.

Oh my god, this top is so beautiful but I can’t wear it, it’s too shot and my tummy will be peaking out.

“NO”
Just two words-
APPRECIATE YOURSLEF

This fear is what makes you imperfect, not the way you look, or talk, or walk.
Amaranthine May 2017
Monkey bone is
Crashing with
Scruples and conscience....

Good god ,evil devil are
Fighting with
Abience and Adience...

Fractured skull is
Thinking with
Brain's presence....

Taking one side is
big dilemma....
After knowing consequence....

I can be the light with dual nature....
Sometimes wave being particle......
Sometimes  particle being wave.....
Still it's a cognitive dissonance....
#Cognitive dissonance
Sometimes we are closer than ever,
And then we go far apart ,
Oh my heart!! It wrecks every hour,
when I can't throw you 'hi'
And  you leave addressing a bye.
I know this jealousy is not mine to keep,
Yet it dwell inside so deep ,
I wish to fight this distance we keep,
Yet another chaos and I'm at bleed,
I wish to keep these wreckage unseen,
Yet another day and I weep
With all the abience I dry and clean,
To deal with muse I meet on streets  
These silence like knife dug in streams,
Indelible museums, how hurt seeps,
And for my own sake I wish to sneak,
Sneak from present, and past ,
for it is the future that must last.

— The End —