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Rahameem Oct 2022
Ocean under icecap
Sun wonders ‘can she make it melt?’
       How could I escape
       You trap me with that smile
This is the biggest ew I've ever written.
Rahameem Jul 2022
I need sleep
Yet Sleep doesn't need me
I can know it through her
pair of crystalline eyes

Isn't that funny?
Sleep doesn't sleep
Thus I can gaze into her
Sparkling crystalline eyes
And stay up
All night

End up
My eyes crystalize
Then sparke
All night
Rahameem Jun 2022
Aku jatuh cinta kepada apapun yang bebas.

Bebas yang bukan seperti layangan-layang di langit lapangan. Terlihat bebas namun angin dan benang tak terlihat oleh mata. Menggerakkan yang apa ada di udara.

Bebas yang bukan seperti para ikan. Mereka berenang di dalam lautan, menyusuri lautan yang sepertinya tak terbatas. Mereka berenang ke air mana pun yang mereka mau. Mereka berenang tanpa tanpa tahu, terdapat langit di atas lautan, yang merampas dan mengembalikan air laut mereka.

Bebas bukan seperti aku. Menulis ini dengan bahasa, yang katanya bahasa dari bangsa yang telah merdeka. Kemerdekaan bukan sembarang kemerdekaan. Bangsa yang merebut kemerdekaan, namun rasanya kemerdekaan ku hanya berpindah lengan.
Ini puisi cinta. Karena saya benar-benar jatuh cinta dengan kebebasan.
Rahameem May 2022
When I am bliss I write
When I am doomed I write
When I am full of rage I write
When I can’t sleep at night I write
When I fall in love I dream
Rahameem Jan 2022
Love always feels hurt

You have Love, it hurts
You don't have Love, it hurts

You have two Loves, those hurt
You have half Love, it also hurts

Every scenario Love  provides
There is always a hurtful part
You deserve to endure
gimme one hurtful love, I endure it until you consider me worthy.
Rahameem Jan 2022
The day that we fought
Our last squabble through the night  
Not the loudest
still the most
breathe taken

I said nothing then stillness swallowed us

He said nothing, but I knew what he wanted
He said nothing, but I heard “I am tired‟ from his lips
He said nothing, but I heard “we aren’t happy anymore‟ in his voice
He said nothing, but I clearly heard ” we lose our laugh‟

He said nothing

Just nothing

Yet I replied, “I give up, we are done.”

He still kept his void and just gone
This is my old poetry, I don't like it very much because it's so simple.  I don't like the poetry as I hate the chapter written in my life.
Rahameem Dec 2021
My friends wake up at 5 AM every day
to making a breakfast
For her husband

I wake up at 9 A.M every day
then dancing with my favorite song

My friends sleep at 3 A.M
because her baby can’t stop
crying and pooping

I sleep at 3 A.M also
Cause I can’t flee from
My past haunting mistakes

My friends have a decent lovely
Complete family

I have a dense bullet
aiming into my head

My friends are busy
Planing a future financial

me and the other gloomy friends
still planing a good vacation
Which we’re going to cancel it
Because we’re just a bunch of overthinking
Human being
Someone tells me, how to be a good poet?
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