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Have you heard about the boy
Who talks about seas and oceans
Who craves for cold winds
And warm hands to hold
His light eyes talk about one sided love stories
With left out hearts and unspoken words
He kisses every flower in the garden
He says ' everyone deserves love'
Wish I could tell him how much
I also loved the night skies
His face, his voice , his eyes
And everything that reminds me of him
But I can only see the moon
It is too far for me too hold.
©charvy
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charvy
18w
I am afraid to write about you
I don't want you to become part of the poem
That will be never read out aloud
As my eyes hold more than these words
I am afraid you will find
How I glanced at you every now and then
How you became one of my favourite thing to think about
I don't want to put the burden of my broken heart on you
It was not your fault, it was me
Who was afraid to confess my sin of loving you
©charvy -
Boy
He was ripped
Torned
Broken
Yet he refused to cry
I saw him taking his heart out of his chest
It was bruised
Betrayed
Beaten
Yet it refused to stop beating
I saw him hiding his emotion
He was hurting
Anxious
Lonely
Yet he refused the company
©charvy -
charvy
18w
You told me I was brave
But I knew I wasn't brave enough
To bury you under the layers of earth
You have gone to far this time
That even when I shout
You are not turning back
I am that bad ?
Was leaving so easy for you ?
I remember you only had one tear in eye
That was one of your thousand broken promises
When you pulled the trigger
©charvy -
charvy
18w
If tears could talk yours would be the louder
If love is blind May I never see the light again
If distance can measure closeness I would be eternities far love.
©charvy -
charvy
20w
Look at tbe surface,
There is not much to see in shallow waters
But the deeper they get
The darker the stories become
The water will reach for your lungs
And you will suffocated until death
But in the end there will be peace
Just the water reaching your soul
©charvy -
charvy
22w
And I loved
Loved until it consumed
Consumed my heart
Heart filled with stories
Stories with people
People I meet
Meet everyday
Everyday when I remember
Remember what I saw
Saw in their eyes
Eyes with infinite
Infinite possibilities
Possibilities of becoming everything
Everything they wished
Wished on the broken stars
Stars that give them hope
Hope that they will find
Find something to hold
Hold that make them stay
Stay forever
Forever that complete
Complete all broken pieces
Pieces imperfect
Imperfect yet beautiful
©charvy -
charvy
23w
I look at my poems and
Think how much I have bleed on them
I thought the wound will heal
But everytime I write I expose it a little more
So people can see
How hurting words can be
So everytime they speak they watch out
©charvy -
charvy
23w
I expected,
And it hurted
And it still hurts
The pain goes from my heart to head
It's unbearable
The way it makes me feel
Suddenly I become sick upto my stomach
The way that tear never comes out
And just sits there
It hurts
When I feel like I want someone
To lay my head on
And cry
Cry until it stops hurting
You know how much I wanna shout
In your ears so you listen
You know how invisible I feel
How empty I feel
I hope you realise that
I feel used
Forgotten
Alone
You know that feeling when you don't wanna wakeup in the morning
You just wish that you die in your sleep
So its less painful
It hurts
And it is still hurting...
©charvy -
charvy
24w
And honey, you make me forget the words
With every kiss I melt a little more in your arms
The way your eyes move touching my body
I can just stare at them my whole life
Everytime you say my name I...
Oh, how lonely I was before you
My cheeks turn red and the heat on them
It feels like I am burning with love
You can see how obvious I am
Even if I try I can't hide,
Even the poems are not helping.
©charvy
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Lost December
If you don't want to find me
Then I'm better lost
In the picturesques of Arcadia
And poems of Frost
But when you'll see
Two diverging roads
You'll come to find us
And see how the warmth erodes
Now, what remains are memories
That I can live and die for
Offend or defend you
In my own metaphorical war....
©hallucination -
helenloizou
28w
“before you die, experience the love of a writer, poet or painter. if you're lucky enough to be an artist's muse, they will immortalise you.”
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helenloizou
27w
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘰
𝘐𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘨𝘰 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵.
𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵.
𝘐 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘦,
𝘚𝘰 𝘐'𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥, 𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘐'𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘺.
𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘢 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴?
𝘖𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳?
𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩,
𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩.
𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘐.
𝘚𝘰 𝘐'𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘯, 𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘐'𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘺.
©helenloizou -
bubbly_bluebells
28w
water element in my body
waves ebb and flow
as the roaring sea
So when I close my ears
then listen the music of
lovely pink sea shells
Drenching my ear drums
from the memory of
underwater eons
Crests rapping a sweet melody-
you are an ocean in
the human form of mystery!
©penguins_audacity -
gugun_xiv
38w
Can you hear me?
Among Million stars, I would call out your name.
Among thousands of Galaxy, I would choose you.
Your presence makes me whole.
Would you let me stay with you?
Coz you are my shelter and my comfort.
I love to sing unto you, deep within.
My heart is in peace when you are around.
I am fill with Joy when I know you are near.
If love could be number My love for you is eternity.
Coz you are just amazing just the way you are.
©gugun_xiv -
pallavi4
29w
Read MoreMa
Mothers have a special way
Of saying that they care
Loving us from afar sometimes
Without even being there
No matter what goes wrong in life
It is a comfort to know
They will never judge us no matter
How many tantrums we may throw
You are special to me
Because you are also my best friend
And I know we will have each other’s
Back right till the very end
I was a very naughty child and still somehow
Was the apple of your eye.
I think I was one of those
Children who were lucky to not
Have been separated from their
Mothers even when they were at work
Because I would be tied to your back,
Like the local native population
In my town and so I would simply go
Wherever you did.
I still begin to smile
Just recollecting those days of fun
With you. My favourite memory from
Childhood is sitting on the kitchen
Counter and poking holes into savoury
Snacks that you would be
Waiting to prep and fry.
You and I would either listen to your
Favourite songs on the cassette player
Or sing some ourselves while we cooked.
This inculcated the love for music
In me at a very tender age. I still remember
Those days fondly when we still sing
Them together even now ....
So many decades later.
The whole environment of food and
Music and your company
Were and will always remain my
Favourite memory from my childhood.
@pallavi4
7th of December, 2021
Pic credit: picture circa 1985
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dipalirana
29w
‘Lifetime of sadness’
Is it such a substantial amount of loss that leaves no room for happiness or joy in someone’s life?
Is it a scar deep enough to cast a spell of hollowness in a body meant to feel?
Is it a sign of weakness, of servitude that pungently beguiles someone to a lifetime of vicious hell casted on themselves?
Or is it a sea of intervention, where past and present no longer exist separately but converge in a perpetual state of syzygy?
A lifetime of sadness comes in loops, attached to the symbol of ephemeral eulogy that is memory, of all those we meet. It is a lost time deluged in regret, anger and lost opportunities.
Of saying, ‘I love you’, ‘I appreciate you’, ‘I can’t imagine my life without you’. Of hugs that always feel assuring of your place in the world, within the arms of a person who met you and never felt, until they do.
‘A lifetime of sadness’, is a lifetime of time travel to memories that fade and resurface. The touch of old clothes, of human scent, of a voice, and all that made it whole; sadness is losing the person, yet not losing them.
Of losing the feel of the voice, yet not the words spoken.
Of losing the touch of the skin, and not their soft hold of your hands, the power of their smile, confidence in you.
Of losing the future together, yet never the past memories.
©dipalirana -
quagmire_
29w
Read MoreDo whatever you can to move away from a person who you once loved..
But never regret the things you did for love..
It's okay if the other person doesn't feel the same for you new..
It's okay if the other person walked away leaving you in a mess..
Because that's what people do..
They leave..
People are like good times
They don't last long ��
But whatever you have of them
Is to be embraced..
So don't regret your efforts.
Don't regret a single thing you did to get yourself loved..
(And by this I doesn't mean you should appreciate your hurting yourself for someone to love you..
If you hurt yourself for to love you..
You're a total idiot..
You don't know how to make someone love you )
All I meant to say is that..
Efforts aren't made to be regretted later..
If you are putting efforts only till the other person is reciprocating it back..
Then no point doing it ��...
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sai_dot__
29w
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• Cadence •
Stood shuddered in the coldest weather
While the random coarse fingers abruptly silt through the curves,
The strong goddess of erotica was immersed in the notion of fear.
As the dreadful hand moved downwards
Disgust and disgrace was vigour, surpassed the flow of a gory river.
All set, ready for death.
In no span, the melodious face was taken off, ohh snap'
Upheld by the wild fingers, quickly dunk into his pocket.
was surprisingly placed closely to his warm chest.
The beautiful rose bud stayed safe in his bolster
Sadly beheld it's home droop and fall by the Strom forever.
Sooner did it decipher,
If every she was a rose bud, not every he was a disgrace to her uterus. Oh and he's the gracious!
©sai_dot -
the_quite_girl
29w
May you never run out of light
as you try to give luminance on other's velvet sky
on their darkest of nights,
that once you have yours to face,
you will always be guided by the ember
hidden within your heart.
©the_quite_girl
