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PK Wakefield Jul 2012
terrible. O fleck, downy gusseted
sharpness keenly hidden, cruel
barbed softness coddled sweet
blade of permitting lips, allowed
hurtness of ivory shoulders,
                                                     tremble
                                                                     shoulders
                                                                                        : you wanted (you didn't) didn't you?)
                                                                                          my roughness, Dear, my words
                                                                                          hard(handharder,)Dear: snownecked
                                                                                          doe(white)the neatness of your
                                                                                          body wrecked?the pen dipped?ink
                                                                                          blot spreading?Dear for pain, you
                                                                                          need

                                                                                                         ?you
                
                                                                                                                       ,I

                                                                                                                               ,asked


                                                                                                                                               ,want me

                                                                                                                                 to


                                                                                                            hurt?said you,


                                                                                                                   PLEASE
                                                                                                                                  .
Everytime I look at you all the pain comes rushing down my vain

the hurtness, jealously you know rejection,
Hating my self like why can't I be like the rest of girls at school why do I have to be different,
Thinking to myself if I wasn't different would you love me back.
PawanTube Aug 2019
Wish I could  say in flow
Through this wind,
Wish I could scold you in rush
Through this mind.
But every time seems it absurd
And beyond to your brain.

Worse to worst,
Each breath having pain
I felt broken instead this hurtness
Mischiev on us, neither you nor me
Only one thing unexpectable
It lies to my hearty-soul
You be cruel to me.
You don't feel to my love
You too would have pain
And curious next to me
Surely you gonna
Deeply regret it
Once if i let go of you
You will regret...
Wish I could  say in flow
Through this wind,
Wish I could scold you in rush
Through this mind.
But every time seems it absurd
And beyond to your brain.

Worse to worst,
Each breath having pain
I felt broken instead this hurtness
Mischiev on us, neither you nor me
Only one thing unexpectable
It lies to my hearty-soul
You be cruel to me.
You don't feel to my love
You too would have pain
And curious next to me
Surely you gonna
Deeply regret it
Once if i let go of you
You will regret...
Pratik May 2019
I ain’t perfect person,
As long as you think of me;
Seeking a sight of future,
As it rises along sky & sea.

I ain’t feeling heart,
As it was broken at the end of wee;
Hiding the hurtness of mind,
As it pushes up me for tee.

I will go for a ****,
As long as it encourages me for a deal;
Making the habit of bail,
As it reminds me of a jail.

I will be a perfect person,
As I will learn it for more;
Expressing the needs of life,
As it runs away from the shore.

— The End —