"lenghty" poems
Pairs of sunken souls,
Living together to die alone?
Scores of bare bones,
Tied together to crack alone?
**Surrounded by the walls of mystery
Yet living like an oblivious stone?**
Agony of a lenghty battle,
Won together but tolerated alone?
The open wounds of a broken relationship,
Sustained together but heal alone?
**Surrounded by the walls of mystery
Yet living like an oblivious stone?**
Heaps of autumn leaves,
Wilt together but fall alone?
A Herd of innocent lambs,
Graze together but killed alone?
**Surrounded by the walls of mystery
Yet living like an oblivious stone?**
Sep 15, 2010
Sep 15, 2010 at 8:56 AM UTC
Is there any chances of going back to those days i longed for you...
Mind says dont...
Hearts says please..
Undo my Luv which i had for you...
those lenghty eye lashes
which i loved to touch
wanted to be mine
glittering smile
which i have fallen for
those long rides
where you and me
together felt like WE
holding hands
touching hearts
asking will you be mine forever...
Where are you now
unable to undo my luv for you
people ask if the luv is true
i should holded you
was it my slip from the heart
or your hatred towards me
missing you here
are you missing me?
wanted those squint eyes stares
wanted that smile
wanted that luv
wanted those flying kisses
wanted those hands to hold me
Oil and Water we meant to be
but by fate water is drained out and oil strains remain
Undo my luv which i had for you..
While the person whom i long for are feeling for his first and lost love betrayal
Are you not hidden in me...
Apr 19, 2014
Apr 19, 2014 at 7:11 AM UTC
I see you on beautiful days
the kind that make your heart stop and your mind take mental pictures,
when the sun is setting just rightly enough
that shadows are long but the day isn't sad because it's ending,
merely continuing its natural cause-
you are in those shadows,
your figure mirrored in their calm, lenghty presence
and in the words of the birds
speaking joyfully-
it's you they gossip and sing for.
The little fragments of light on the water
when the wind hits it like a painting
those are your eyes
your smile
the gentle paper noise of the leaves on their branches
that is your voice
speaking to me in a way nobody else has ever tried
a different language
all our own.
You're in the air itself
so clear and cool and mind numbingly brilliant
it's all you
even miles and hours apart
even while you're doing your actions and I'm completing my routine
and even when I feel lonely without you to enjoy such a wonderful sight
you are already here,
to selflessly make the sensations of existence just that much better.
Mar 12, 2013
Mar 12, 2013 at 6:41 PM UTC
I can't help but admire
The masterpiece the universe bestowed upon me
In the form of a human
My mind flows with perfect images of you
Of us
I can't help but admire
The way your eyes capture mine
In a lenghty stare off
Although you catch others
The exact way
And I can't help but love
Your gifted passion
Your voice in action
Your way of holding me like I'm broken
And I can't help but love you
May 28, 2013
May 28, 2013 at 6:51 PM UTC
big words can constrict me
leaving little room to wiggle free,
they constrain
unequivocally,
there for show and tell, no doubt!
What can I do with discombobulate
that I can't do with confuse and frustrate?
Or maybe I can postulated
it's just a suggestion
can you relate?
When I say big words,
I meant to say long
cos little words like hope and love have more worth and meaning than floccinaucinihilipilification
Or maybe l'm dumb and use to procrastination
putting off what can be cleverly done.
But if I find a word that's lenghty
and hits the spot just right
I will use it ostentatiously,
or so I might.
Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 9:24 PM UTC