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Aaamour 4d
sunflowers bloom, sun shines
holding hands together, her head on my lap
as these moments pause, ignoring all her flaws
as she smiles with her eyes filled with 1000 daises
as her cheeks become red, she shines brighter than stars
nightingales jealous of her voice
vision blinded by love, memories filled with her
in this world filled with darkness she’s my only light
she's had such an impact on my life I started writing poems
Aaamour 6d
I see her in school some times
no lipstick, no fancy clothes
even in these boring uniforms
dim lit lights and stressed minds

her face shines
like the necklace she always wears
her presence
brings warmth like class’s fav teacher

when I hear her laughs
the school turns into an orchestra
I go to school everyday
not because I study well
just to see her
to get lost in her eyes one last time

outside the chauffeur waits for her
while I run behind the bus
heard that she has traveled the world
while I struggle to visit a nearby hill

she’ll never love me
I won’t stop loving her till I die

when I’ll have enough money
I’ll buy not some luxury gifts
but a bouquet of flowers and a book

As it’s because of her
I write
I feel love
I want to live
Aaamour Jun 6
late night thoughts
not allowing me to sleep
deep enough to weep
instead of water
my face is covered in blood

body tucked in warmest sweater
still I somehow feel the cold
cold air seeping through
the gaps I never noticed
they were closed when we hugged

her pictures make me a little warm
she makes blood flow in my heart
instead of poison
but am reminded about her absence
as I bleed only poison

her face was the sun, light
now covered by these clouds
I try to find solace knowing
that the sun is still shining
on someone who is fortunate

rumours about me
stab me harder than reality
their words feel like am being
cut by diamonds that never mends
my real name even I have forgot
*******, loser, ugly face
I have got used to

dreams crashing faster than light
credit card running out of it’s might
nothing in the world seems right
buy me a rope I shall hang tight

late night thoughts
not allowing me to sleep
Aaamour Jun 2
just a casual crush
somehow joined my crushed heart
she gave life to the poet inside me
whom I never would know if I hadn’t met her
she was like stars in the night sky
which brings comfort to distant observer
when I witnessed her heavenly presence
it was like the blind seeing, feeling light
the most beautiful flowers envied her beauty
she was as complex as a eels birth
that is what I liked about her!
Only her closest ones know about her
I tried my luck
unlike the scientists I had some success
success which gave and took everything simultaneously
I found a picture of her birthday
the first pic of her adorned in a red dress
glowing brighter than the ruby on her neck
the next picture was of her boyfriend
tall, long hairs and success all over him
next with their lips locked
which unlocked my mind into reality
just a casual crush or so I thought
somehow has crushed my heart harder
Aaamour May 28
when silence starts to speak
the mind begins to think
about everyone who has called me a freak
and all the broken links
among them, one I particularly miss
to whom I never gave a goodbye kiss
Aaamour May 25
I am the last bird of the extinct species
crying out my chirps desperately for a mate
but they are hindered by these glass walls and lookalike trees
as my cries go in vain, I cry louder with immense pain
even if these walls didn’t exist
there is no one out there for me
someone who can understand my cries, see and feel my feathers
outside I felt the sun’s warmth after rainfall
here even though it’s sunny all the time I feel cold
even the cries of love are hurting me
my cries becomes quiet as these days pass
why am I born with these wings, voice?
Is it not to glide with the wind?
Is it not to sing my songs?
Set me free of this misery
I’ll die in the wild finding a non existent mate, eating what I want
is there anyone like me out there?
I don’t know if I am lost or the last
but I am the last bird of the extinct species
crying out my chirps desperately for a mate
as my cries go in vain, I cry louder with immense pain
Aaamour May 22
what is love, I questioned myself
if she was a flower in a garden
I would  write poems,
describe her in the most elegant ways
I would love her more than myself

I would manifest
about her eyes, voice-everything
I would draw,
and add colours to make her stand out
I would tell about her
to this world- filled with misery

I would  try to recreate her
so I’ll never be left alone

we don’t pluck it out
just to spend a day or two with it
instead we let it thrive
that is love
And to love is to leave
aimer c'est partir
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