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twist the blade
you sunk in
its pearlescent handle
gleaming in moon glow
basking in light
of refracted sun
itself, almost beautiful
in how much pain you were possible of causing
its getting bad again
I don't know what time it is
I don't know what day it is
I don't know anything beyond these covers
and the
Undone assignments
Unread texts
Unused lifelines

keep piling up
I need to stop being
sarcastic all of the time
- yeah, I'm on that.
I'm not a negative person - but my humor can be dry.
-Light-

Darkness pours into me
in shimmering rivulets,

-Is-

thrumming in staccatos
of carnal dour;

-All-

begging me to yield, to burn,
to drown in its mercy,


-That-

But it knows not that
a flicker is all it takes
to light

-Remains-
Diwali, the festival of light, celebrated in India signifies this hope, new beginnings and the power of light.
A very happy diwali to everyone!

I'm very thankful to everyone in this wonderful community who have been constantly supporting me and have been appreciating my poems. I have now decided to take a break in writing as I'm almost at the end of my senior year in school and things have started to get hectic. I may not be able to post anything for a few months. Hopefully by the time I come back with a new poem, I'd have a good chance of getting into my dream college(fingers crossed):D
~
slip your fingers
where longing rages
deep between
my undiscovered
pages

-
I should have told you to go to hell a long long time ago
When you first exaggerated how much we owed
Dance around subject because I dislike confrontation
Could've been straightforward and skipped speculation
Instead we are just covering up resentment with a mask
Of words we don't care enough to ask
There will never be a convenient time or place
Never get to express annoyance to your face
When fate gives the trauma you deserve
You'll need to eat the plate of pain served
But we left room faster than expected
You were trying
Flaws numerous and neglected
I would look for a way to change if I were you
If you're up to it
A lengthy list to review
I will squint and quiet the thoughts in my head
The best proof that some words should be said
About my mother
I can’t stop thinking about I never should have left never should have pushed you away you were my hope my life line to peace

I cut that line and now I’m falling to the depths of darkness Grabbing to the wall like a newborn grabbing for their mother
I hope you’re still feeling peaceful
Some place where you’re safe
Separation is an illusion
You remain forever
                     tangled                     
                      in                        
      my        
depths
A message to my inner child. Written (2016)
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