Miraquill
But the magic happens in discreteness,
when you choose to describe
who I was to you.
Perhaps then finally, the chambers of your heart might freeze blue.
Cause I might have been pushed off prematurely,
Or might have chosen to fall off by myself.
like a ripened leaf - yellow on the mud
With an eternal melancholy.
Or the time might have carried me with it,
leaving you with an urn of memory.
Or I might have travelled afar up north
In hopes of finding prosperity.
And when the magic happens in discreteness,
I fear I might never know.
So do tell me, when we still have time,
whether your heart is craving or not.
©rahoof
#tragiclovestories
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I can't help but to paint you
As a women who lived a thousand lives
An age old being still youthful
Carrying with her a bag full of hearts.
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Seems like it
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A heart doesn't need much
To be broken or to be exalted.
It's strength lies in its simplicity.
Often being torn apart,
And getting stitched back.
Sadness lies in it's many forms
Often too cruel or at times futile.
Just like the nimble winds,
That collectively create waves in the Pacific,
or like a drop of mercury enough to paint a person's death.
Some words are enough to make the ice break beneath your feet.
Some actions are enough to push you
down to the stairwell of insanity.
But the thing that hurts the most
Is you being too blind to see
the efforts that I make, to put myself together -
To run, to walk, to speak my ways back to you.
Maybe just like me, this is yet another selfish poem that doesn't seem to make any sense.
but I often wish your heart had ears,
Because surely it seems like mine has a tongue Which seems to speak a language that you could never understand.
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From her eyes
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I gazed depths into her eyes,
After agreeing on a staring contest.
Notice how I blinked twice,
Just after we blew the starting whistle.
That’s how weak I get,
Knees weak - heart weak - around her.
And when she noticed me staring further,
Even after my deemed failure.
Her eyes struck back with a gaze,
Perhaps a futile attempt,
to startle a grown man’s heart.
And as always I took it with a smile.
when I gazed upon her eyes further,
instead of the love that I was hoping for
I got to see my own reflection thrown back at me.
And on her eyes there was no love for me.
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Read More"having a heart blinded by the shadow of a love that it could never receive, inturn blind to the love one is willing to give."
-rahoof
Being stuck in a love triangle
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#rahoof #rahoofpoems #narrativepoetry #lovetriangle #humancondition #conditionoftheheart #cravingsforapersonnotwillingtolove #narrativepoems #brokenhearted #brokenheart #disappointed #lovestory #tragedy #tragiclovestories #tragiclove #rahoofpoetry @miraquill @writersnetworkSurely my heart sings the melody of mellow poems, after giving out glimpses on thinking how we could have been;
Sometimes my heart crave to give out unending hugs, in-between pauses of your late-night speech.
Often I crave comfort,
To idly recline on your back,
To find my tears washed away after gaining relief from the wounds past had gifted us.
Sometimes I find you comfortable as home,
Even on the times my heart is seeping despair.
And I am not even dazed to say,
I had known this a long time before.
"having a heart blinded by the shadow of a love that it could never receive, inturn blind to the love one is willing to give."
We resume to die every other day.
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Queen of hearts
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Her wandering soul craved closure,
She was too tired from walking miles.
Once this gypsy queen walked the blazing sun,
From where she got her feet burnt.
Then she walked the crescent moon,
And felt the moon dust-
healing her cracked up wounds.
She used to pluck petals off from her
Flower tiara and offer it to the king of nights.
This gypsy queen had walked miles-
without end on both sides.
But in the end it didn't matter as both her masters gifted her the same heavy-aching heart.
©rahoof
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