"athe" poems
you never cared
they say you never stutter to the things you call home, and i was never one to flinch to the sound of broken promises and holocaust
but then i met you
they warn us about the drugs in the streets and dangers of heights but I’ve never been warned that a drug can be a person, and that danger can be in your smile
i took inside me all your pains and we watched them burn within me together, and until today i still cough up ashes of the fire that lived under my skin
so why did we ever bleed the only love we had and covered the wounds in sheets of apathy
i saw even angels getting lost in the seams of your devilish smile
and now all i have left is my torrid burning throat and the walls that never listened
I’ve learned that everything i touch i shatter, too bad I’ve never touched your heart
and you never cared
oh if only i had more say to who my heart decides to love
but no, I’m always left a helpless slave to the pulsing inside my chest
and like athe voices in my head that cant stop screaming your name, i never slept or had enough of you
i craved the blood in your lips and the veins on your arms
i kissed you like i was drowning and you were air
i saw the light in you no matter what
like the dusk of the morning or an after storm
but you never cared
you never cared that i stock around
even when i realized you were more of poison than medicine to me
and i was so addicted to the way you made the hair on my arm prickle and the beat of my heart race
that i loved the toxic that was you
the toxic was killing me
you were killing me
but i never cared
Jul 20, 2014
Jul 20, 2014 at 11:57 PM UTC
*THE SMELL OF YOUR HAIR MAKES ME WANT TO VO
MIT BUT THEN AGAIN SO DOES EVERYTHING. IF I BRE
ATHE IN ANY MORE OF THIS FILTERED AIR MY BILE W
ILL COVER THE CARPET. AT TWO IN THE MORNING I W
ONDER IF THE PORTLY MAN WHO ORDERED A SALAD
THAT HE DIDN'T REALLY WANT AT MCDONALD'S COU
LD TELL THAT THE GIRL HE ASKED TO SUPERSIZE HIS F
RIES PERFECTLY RESEMBLED A TEACUP WITH A CRACK
JUST BIG ENOUGH TO LET YOUR PRETENTIOUS ******
G BLACK COFFEE SPILL THROUGH. SHE RAN HER HAN
D ACROSS THE STAR TATTOOS HIDDEN BEHIND HER EA
R BEFORE SHE HANDED HIM HIS CHANGE AND I WONDE
RED IF I COULD OFFER HER A CIGARETTE BEFORE THE GR
EY VAN THAT LOOKS LIKE CONCRETE COMES TO TAKE HER
BACK TO THE JAIL SHE RESIDES IN. MY SKIN IS TURNING
THE SAME COLOR GREY AS THAT VAN AND I AM SEEING
NEW VEINS IN MY ARM AND I AM A SLOUCHED WITHER
ING ENSEMBLE OF DECAY DESTINED TO DIE IN A POOL OF
***** AND BURIED IN THE VERY EARTH THAT KILLED ME*
Jan 8, 2014
Jan 8, 2014 at 9:00 PM UTC
i like the typ<e tha?t's
dif}feren\t th=an
me in every way and
**fo ^rm ** (it'll h_]urt
le.ss if th-ey hu"rt me
'cause:: i know *if that
were m'e//, i neve:/r w
ould'a done it) ,*
i like the type that'll
always make me la**ug
h ev**%en whe^n i can't
bre##athe (even tho*ugh
it'd burn and const*rict,
that, righ**t the+re, wo[u
ld be h ea v)en).
i like the typ*e that won't ob
se_ss over me as i obs@ess
ov$er the m;(wouldn't wann
a put 'em through that kinda
m is e r ,y.)
Feb 20, 2015
Feb 20, 2015 at 12:22 AM UTC
new powers appear everyday
off course
simple stops in the day play out their onwards gleaming parralells of night
you shall not pass beyond my chartered flight
as day time slips to night
kali
is
the army's leader
i'd be scared
if i was u
but i'm not
i'm w
and w
is for winning
so sorry not sorry if i am a ninja of the night and i know martial arts
but - when i say i wearthis face for the both of us
we all know who is the most beautiful
friends all over
smoke and mirrors roy , all smoke and mirrors
and at athe age of 13 that is when my training truly began
at 10 my head was a book
( this is a riddle btw
)time rider
i'm the sphinx
and also the elepahnt in the room
i have found my niche and it is clean clear and free
night /
Aug 24, 2013
Aug 24, 2013 at 6:58 AM UTC
we stand athe brittle brink.
a plummet waits just over
the
edge
rupture the breeze and
flutter in my arms like the
love birds cluttered wings
(we could be)
a union perfected with sweat
mixing salty pools on our nakedness.
give into the drop of rationality and be
the instrument of my heart and i will
play
you
Jun 16, 2010
Jun 16, 2010 at 1:16 PM UTC
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.
who '
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e I ,
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,leaves'
, '
;
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.
,
softly
and
suddenly
A
complete smell of
the ocean. salty next
to a sighing forest
tremendously twigs
enormous. they are
whispers, green
and cold linoleum
under my feet
in the kitchen
a pitcher of
tea is beaded
with sudor
(soaked skin
Spring answers
outside) it's
my hand, in
freezing gently
dribbling over
my knuckles
the half lit kitchen
skinny hips
of roses
mingle with laughing
breezes quickly
glistening cherry
flavored lips
,right athe
edge of my glass
outside(right against the window)
pressed together
(the counter and your thighs
because sweat
they slip around
each, throb
pumping, other
your hair is stuck to
sticking to your
******* the trees
sway injust temporary
daylight, behind
the swelling,
swollen draught
&
Jun 4, 2011
Jun 4, 2011 at 4:07 PM UTC
The night sky athe which I stare
The inky darkness lights lay bare.
That night sky that such beauty,
That same sky lit by the Sun's solemn duty
And reflected in the moons white lustor
Through that void of darkness I muster,
My stance on the plateau of courage.
It is upon this vast plateau of courage
I must face the ever awakening days that mercilessly cause damage
To my mind where my sanity will rummage and sift,
Where hope will take hold
Of all the pieces that lay broken and cold
I look up at the night sky...
The edge where life become a lie.
The beautiful sky I watch from here
While I stare you all come near,
And before I know it the Light shines.
Before I look down I watch the lines,
The lines of my life as they dissappear.
All the sadness and happiness from behind.
As you all stand there and smile
I wish I could stay a while.
But I know this is the end.
I watch the time we've spent blend,
And before that inky black does take me
I take your hands so I may see
The love for which my life did not lie
And finally, after so long. I cry.
I cry for all the things that could've been,
And for all the things I'd do again.
I cry because this is the end of me,
And I cant bear the sight you see.
Through all my success and strife
This is how all must end who have life.
Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 2:45 PM UTC
let _ me
| camp | here
inyourgaze
sleep> there>
on. your. lips.
[wrap-me-up] in your
words & your
^arms^
here's the 'simple' "
#truth;
i can fi\nal\ly breathe
again
Sep 18, 2016
Sep 18, 2016 at 2:49 PM UTC
I am runningshuffling awaytowards meyou
Underover inout updown
My skin’s creepingcrawling a walkjogruntrot
offon myyour bodybuddy
stuckmoving througharound
my contentupset stageaudience
screamwhispers whyhow iamamnot
happysadgladangrydisgustefplease
I do not not want to not not want whatwhowherewhenwhyhow
Iknowyesnomaybeso can’trepeat canremember
the questionanswer problemsolution
Dramaticpragmatic topsyturvy jaggedcurvy
butteredunbutterflied catapillcocoonsburyresurrect
christanpagan nonnotunsmoking holysacrilege
donundone wonlost underover sunmoonlightdark
Singsungsanging a lullabyanthemrhymenomore
Instagrams socialanticipation partwholly couthun
Kaurrupillaurelsfordrivel I wantneedtogostay
Writeunwrite my thoughtswords publishredact
alovehate wedunwed wonlost wasneverwas
realitydreamsoffairunfairaffairsofheartstreamgulch
Hereliesstandsthere once wasis afairyunjust conprehensivegyst of tallsmall taletelltolduntold
I want to not not want you wantneed youme
to alwaysnever nowthen so I cancouldshouldwill
be presentpassive in athe time of troublesuccess
so wemeyoutheythemus werearewillmightbe
awareunaware silent and listen have the same lettersvowelsconsonantssoundsunsounds
Shakespeare shookshakes spearssparszounds
Inoutupdownleftright lifedeathcradlegrave
~
NM
01/08/20
Mar 22, 2020
Mar 22, 2020 at 10:49 PM UTC
My Sweetheart
Your loving face and enchanting eyes
Your loving silence and loving cries
My sweetheart make me but just dies
Whisperinhg in ears are sweet love lies
When I look into your eyes I feel deep down
To take your heart as athe only love crown
On your sweetheart let me but just die down
Take me your servant and just step down
My love I love you and want to keep
With me all my life to play and to peep
And when you are in my lap fast asleep
Please never ever leave me to just weep
Colonel Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright June 2021 Love Remains
Jun 23, 2021
Jun 23, 2021 at 2:03 PM UTC