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 Sep 2017 A Shuli
wordvango
how better
to spend the day while
she sleeps peacefully
but listening to music

the Beatles
in particularly.
Catching a glimpse
occasionally

of her beautiful
peacefulness
wondering
does she dream of me

when I hear
Good Day Sunshine
I ache

to wake her up
I have sketched you in so many ways,
with dots and lines
and shadows and lights
and covered in colours
or in black and white.

I've sketched you as a prince,
I've sketched you as a beggar,
I've sketched you as a lover,
I've sketched you as a hater.

I've adjusted myself
to several graphite scales
so I can shade your flaws
into fairy tales...

you have been my muse,
both master and apprentice,
you have been obsession
for my sleepless senses...

But even if your image
has haunted me for long,
you have never been
just mine to belong...

so I'll just keep on drawing
and sketching you, my all
so I can have you near
when nights are getting cold...
Many stories and legends have sketched our imagination when it came to unfulfilled love. I imagined a plastic artist in Beethoven's on Dante's situation - craving and transforming their love into muse, into inspiration.
 Sep 2017 A Shuli
Neil Harbee
I used to be Bruno Mars, you can COUNT ON ME
I used to be Ed Sheeran who'll be there 'til we're 70
I was Avril Lavigne who said I LOVE YOU
But not All Time Low, I ain't MISSING YOU

I'm Against the Current, burning a little BRIGHTER
Like Bleachers, I WANNA GET BETTER
Like Big Time Rush, I'm HALFWAY THERE
Like Taylor Swift, WE ARE NEVER EVER GETTING BACK TOGETHER
Kinda rushed. I just made this on midnight because I can't sleep.
 Sep 2017 A Shuli
Riham
Chasing my dreams
To ignore my falls
I been under myself for so long ..
Now am alone with a broken candel that did light my room , it did warme my soul for a midnight Writting , I did write all night
Tear after tear
I had my feelings
Now I need my words
for the love of the world
Believing maybe there's one soul can heal my loneliness ...
I was brave enough to lie at myself for saying I love being alone i love my loneliness
But that loneliness drag my breath under my own Health ...
 Sep 2017 A Shuli
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wild youth
 Sep 2017 A Shuli
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we are the wild youth.

with lungs full of ocean water and ribs stained red with sunsets and roses

we have lilacs and honey dripping from our frozen fingertips

with watermelon smiles and candle wax eyes, we pull at our star dusted skin

and howl to the moon.

and with heads full of midnight and our veins swimming in twilight,

we dream our big dreams and pull down the stars, begging for our wishes to

come true
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