Every Day Poems

2022-01-19 01:22:54 FOGGY STARS

My thoughts have become an amalgam of all the things he is made of,
I do not recall when this happened,
Somehow he has marked every inch of my existence,
I was too busy lost in his maze to pay attention,

It is almost unnoticeable...,
The way my mind slowly drifts from the reality of this world to his,
I do not wake up from this daydream until it is too late,
And even then,
Part of me wishes I stayed asleep,

I often get these nostalgic feelings even when he's not gone,
As if the bittersweetness of it all is too much for the present to handle,
I try to let it stay with me for a while,
let myself be okay with what the moment can offer me and not ask for more,
....I have not succeeded yet,

Maybe,
If I had any power at all,
I would have made a path out of nothingness to get to him,
If I had any power at all,
I would have told him that all my secrets were only for him to know,
If I had any power at all,
I would have told him I saw the stars in the fog that night,
I tried to trace their edges to make out his face,
The sky became my screen and showed me all his flaws,
I would have told him,
his cuts look a bit like mine,
he feels a bit like home.

~Unconventional~ Open / Comment

2022-01-18 23:29:53 You don't need the settle air of the countryside, with the sun and the soft breeze to write. Do you?

In the hurricane where all is blurred, twigs scratching your skin leaving you bloody and bruised, take that blood and write on the parchment of the floor.

Cause we both know your demons won't care if it's night or day if you're as peaceful as you can be or struggling for a breath of air, you know you have to let them speak or they'll suffocate you. Open / Comment

2022-01-18 21:36:52 She erupts like volcano of Pompei,
Once in a decade,
She, makes not pebbles but lavas rain,
And leaves your bones buried. Open / Comment

2022-01-18 16:51:01 Ritual of passage, a ceremony of
the coming of age.

On this day, it will be bestowed upon you,
a way.

Will it be your curse or your blessing,
you decide.

What of essence is
that you, too, shall spin the wheel

that carry the universe.

#verse [ Rite of Adulthood ] Open / Comment

2022-01-18 13:13:28 ... And a hug was what he got, suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere. Just like every time she felt like her words were falling short, her feelings wouldn't come out the way she wanted to, she'd replace the words with physical interaction. With half dead, yet strong hope that the skin-on-skin gestures would be able to communicate better in her words' stead.

But she couldn't hug people so freely whenever that happened, so she hugged him instead. She wrapped her arms around his torso, buried her face in him and squeezed him. Too strong, too desperate and a bit bitter, because somehow, she was still hugging the wrong person.

#JE Open / Comment

2022-01-18 07:33:45 I lunged forward to river basin of abyss, inhaling the grief ten fold harsher than when I was in your radar to compel every thought as you please, each fiber of defiance in my cells surrendered to your inviting heat, but I was headstrong. I couldn't look at the ghost like echo that barely quivered from my mouth without betraying the violent raging girl, impotent to confess I was behind bars for decades. Open / Comment

2022-01-18 03:21:44 IS IT ONLY MINE'S?

My mind never stands still,
It starts thinking again and again,
Is it the nature of everybody else's mind?
Or is it only mine's- a pain? Open / Comment

2022-01-18 01:28:43 06:44 Thoughts

Remember me,
And keep me close to your heart,
Untill I have you again in my arms.

Remember me,
Whenever you see a sad poem,
And you know that I could be the poet.

Remember me,
And hold on to the memories of our love,
For I'll be so close within your Soul.

From an Introvert
- Bob Kasiita Open / Comment

2022-01-17 23:35:42 Before you decide to love me,

Know that, I am mad crazy.

The end.

-Hajra- Open / Comment

2022-01-17 21:42:41 Shall I just confess, or let it be?
I don't understand,
Perhaps I don't understand what I'm afraid of?
Maybe afraid of the rejection it'll follow.
Or maybe the hurt I'll go through afterwards.
Or is it just my fear of losing them?
When I haven't even gotten to know them?
I guess it's the latter stopping me.
Shall I just tell and get it over with,
Or shall I just let things be,
Maybe it'll all subside one day,
And I will sit and think of the what ifs and what nots, years later?
Maybe I'll just be happy that way,
Maybe I'll move on before I even know it,
But what's stopping me from giving myself a chance of possible happiness?

#tyler Open / Comment