Dhaye May 2014

I asked.
You laughed.
I deserted.

From a 6-word story challenge.

He. Dear, I must be gone
  While night Shuts the eyes
  Of the household spies;
  That song announces dawn.

She. No, night's bird and love's
  Bids all true lovers rest,
  While his loud song reproves
  The murderous stealth of day.

He. Daylight already flies
  From mountain crest to crest

She. That light is from the moon.

He. That bird...

She.                     Let him sing on,
  I offer to love's play
  My dark declivities.

Nasir Jan Jun 2014

It was never me anyway
Just let me go
As my consciousness fades away
And my eyes lose their glow
The bleak outline turns black
I close my eyes and think back
I knew before the game started
how it would end,
destined, we parted.

K Balachandran Jul 2014

When the dice are thrown
one can only hope for a chance
I was sad, almost dead inside
when you suddenly came in,
I raised my head, in the darkness
still in disbelief,
and saw your eyes sparkling
do I imagine , or has this gleam been hidden
from my pining heart  by some strange design?

I was about to grab my things
and vanish in the cold darkness
you wouldn't have seen me ever after;
life could be heartless, cold, even when
it seems to be smiling like full moon,
I had learned this, in my days of love lessons

But through the corner of my open window
I saw the sky was so blue and smiling
the fluffy white clouds, like sheep in a pasture
were playful, they did their best, to cheer me a bit,
brought me hope that something will change everything,
you would even decide to see me one last time
before everything go up in smoke.

Then, you walked in,
the scent of a freshly bloomed flower
sought  my hand to dance with her
I still wasn't sure what it did signify
but the sparkle of your eyes, said it all
they arrested me, I did surrender
wasn't that what I yearned all this while ?

Wormwood Mar 2010

I rarely considered my friend
on whose grace I could always depend
but then came the cleft
that left me bereft
how I wish we could both make amends

© wormwood / lmc 2010

We always never though of parting
But fate decides for us
There is no use in weeping
A remembrance in ones heart
Parting was the least we expected
We part like two parallel lines
We 'll just take them as they come
The memories is what is left
We will think of one another
When we are parted
We 'll connect with our memories
Parting might be the best for us
But never the bravest step we took
Parting hurts out hearts
But might be the only answer
Parting reduces us both
But parting ways is all we got left

Richard Shepherd Dec 2014

Flesh filled visions
brains burnt out
pariah desire disease
punctured heart
shifted gaze
inconsolable disbelief

Joe Fogg Jul 2011

In sunshine
A shadow
Through brightness
Such darkness
Though joy
This Sadness
From closeness
To distance
A bond
Now broken
A trust
So years
Once forged
Like leaves
Now crumbled
Tides turning
Rivers divided
Two paths

copyright/all rights reserved Joe Fogg 2011

Diana E Oct 2015

When I said that we would see each other again, I knew that it was only but a fallacy.

Ironically, I cried until morning,
as you and I parted for the last time.

"I will miss you every day.", I would tell you.

In my mind this would translate as "I'm sorry", as I knew that this was not true.

Jessi S Dec 2013

The parting between your lips is the only existing line that can separate one from another.
The rest are illusions.

i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite new a thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body.  i like what it does,
i like its hows.  i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones,and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the,shocking fuzz
of your electric furr,and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh….And eyes big love-crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill

of under me you so quite new

Cain Jan 2013

Tears wept like droplets beneath a faulty pipe; for the braves
A woman stranded wondering, Is this the last goodbye?
A man stood pondering petrified, contemplating his demise
An infant unable to comprehend, yet she nonetheless cries
A captain sat perplexed, These lives are jeopardized
An ocean parting waves coupled by parting waves
The horizon sits between them as an autumn sky.

Dreams of Sepia Jul 2015

You are
cherry blossom
an oval
a fish-eye
you keep
in a matchbox
& pray
to Buddha
we part every now & then
so we can meet again

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