Tag: poet

Craters

Are you in pain? With all the holes and craters Embedded in your Body   You look perfect As we have always known you And we forget that which shaped you The way you are   We forget That you might still hurt Are you ok? My dear moon

I wish you would get drunk

I wish you would get drunk Cause that’s the only time when your guard seems to be down and be open to the idea of me   I can at least hear from you, maybe, and know how you truly feel, though it will be gone like the alcohol in your blood   Or maybe […]

Of Dreams

If I could live a dream, I will dream a dream of dreams of days and nights, and unknown states of the sky, of you and only you     Maybe, or maybe not, for that would mean forsaking you in reality  

Waiting for someone

I miss the feeling of waiting for someone whom I know will return That must be the sweetest feeling ever   I am waiting still but for someone who will never be

I want somebody

You asked me once, What I want in a partner I probably fumbled on that,  Nervously answering while  desperately trying to impress you I’ve been thinking and they’ve been Nothing but simple, no matter how  many times I iterate my thoughts I want somebody I can call, when life seems a tad too unfriendly, and […]

You gave it back to me

You gave me back my clothes along with the love that I gave You had to do it yourself so that it will end and the full stop will come to be   Well, at least for you What about me? I have no choice but to return yours too But not your love my dear Never   […]

Love is a cancerous cell

I still miss you Is it going to heal Would writing nonstop and annoying all these people help to forget you, to forget the pain, to forget the love No it wouldn’t, for love is ingrained in our DNA it doesn’t matter how much time has passed they lay dormant like cancer cells, waiting for […]

Lazy Sunday

It’s a lazy sunday where eyes open naturally, without the aid of clocks screaming, where it’s ok to roll around for that little more The only thing that is missing though, is waking up with you next to me, sleeping quietly and sweetly   The thing I love about you—when you sleep, is that lovely […]