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Emily Mielke May 2014
I fear your disappointment in me
I feel my disappointment for them

Please be a joke
Be a lie
But I would shrink to greater degrees inside

I am bending
And I am breaking
I can’t handle these emotions
I am shaking

Now bleeding
My heart, in need of healing
That power, only you, you and your promises can give me

But promises, promises
They mean nothing really
You have have told me so yourself
They are not meant for keeping
But for breaking
A risk worth taking

This is how you feel
This is what they say
All to penetrate your mind
Each and every day
To give you security
A sense of fidelity, truth worth keeping
But all blind, misleading

I will stay
Even if you find you have gone astray
I will hold on
But this nightmare has to end
The unseverable bond
We have to mend

I need to know
Can I trust?
Is it safe?
Can I love?
It’s you I crave

Stay with me
I’ll be right here
Don’t let it change you
Overtake you
Don’t live in fear

I’m afraid you’re nearly gone
I will always hold on

Please, Stay
Prabhu Iyer Nov 2020
Is it the wind that is wistful, or is it the mist,
slow suffusing the air tinged in the scent of longing?
The leaves, they are mourning the coming days,
the earth all flowers in their teary grief, and
the birds, calling for you, in a hundred voices:
the lamp was lit here of long, but lives bygone yet
when comes the tidal wave - the affliction,
that phantoms they can never be caught
all forms in the ken of my sight, and it is you
that I truly am? there is yet an alluring song
that the siren has in her bag and though warned,
that we cannot tell apart, you from the shadow,
it is the ever-peace and not of the moment
one unseverable not islanded thousandly,
here founded on the essence yet ever unseen
originally written on 9 August 2020

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