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Jul 10
Once
Brian Jul 10
Once, they were happy,
She smiled and laughed,
When he asked and flushed,
They would walk together,
Their hands, intertwined,
Like folds in origami,
Strong but fragile.

Then, it begins to freeze,
their hands quietly pulled away,
like flowers withering,
no more warmth,
no more laughs,
no more shades of blue, purple or yellow,
no more "us".

Now, I would rewind those times,
the good times.
Nothing more than just memories,
Now stuck in the past,
creased into the folds of time
forever, like what it was meant to be,
but now?

Maybe, it was my fault.
Maybe, it was yours.
Maybe, it was us.
There were still,
So many questions to be asked.
So many years we could have had.
Maybe it was that.

I always loved you.
This was taken inspiration from a series I used to read and enjoy and from my own experiences in the past. I know its a long one but thank you for taking the time to read it :)
May 14 · 375
A Dream
Brian May 14
A gentle ember burns,
with orange lines that
dance in a slow tango,
trailing small hints of warmth.
Glowing brighter, brighter, brighter...

I see a star colliding,
a shattering of brilliant blue light,
floating across the lilac sky,
expanding carefully in the void,
forming patterns of disarray.

Glowing brighter, brighter, brighter..
The irony of writing a poem about sleep and dreams when im staying up and writing this XD. I wrote this cuz i need a small mental break from exams. Thank you for spending some time to read this poem :)
Mar 30 · 214
Origami
Brian Mar 30
It's now been years,
moments frozen behind glass.
with our fingers interlaced,
like lattices of coloured paper,
neatly folded into swans.
Bold, elegant, proud.
a small army of comfort,
in the small battlefield.
with rows of paper flowers,
all blue, lavender and crimson.
once alive with our laughter.

squares of paper,
left strewn across the floor.
torn, ripped and split.
now burnt with hate,
burnt with ruined passion.
leaving a charred memory,
scattered among the ashes,
drifting away, gently.

Like the swans you used to fold.
My first poem!!!!!!!!

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