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There’s a saying about being on the wrong train
Get off at the first station
It says
But sometimes it’s best to
Just to see where the train goes
One never knows
She walked up and asked,
Will you dance with me?

I looked all around just to see
Who it was.
There's no way,
it couldn't possibly be.

Could it? could it really be me?

And just like that,
Suddenly, 
We were dancing.

So close, surely we were floating, 
Because I couldn't feel my feet.

I couldn't hear the music, only the beat.

The pound, pound, pounding of my heart!

Her and me dancing,
Surely we were floating.

I looked down to see,
Instead I saw her,
looking up at me.

We were dancing! 

Yes, we were.

We were dancing.
Junior High School Dance,
Ladies choice, and she chose me!
First time I ever danced, I can feel it like it was yesterday.
Funny how memories work sometimes.
 Feb 27 Aishu
Kai
Stare
 Feb 27 Aishu
Kai
The dark that fills my room at night
Holds me tight
For the shadows that make me fright

Eye contact
With the dark figure standing in front of me
We both know that I can see
The unknown figure standing in front of me
With no eyelids
Corners of its mouth twisting ear to ear
It doesn't move
Yet, I feel this eerie sensation that its moving closer to me

Trying to fall asleep
But no escape from the eyes that taunt me when I weep
Always feeling like someone was beside me when I wake up
Useless cries
Heart beating loudly in my chest
I know I try my best
To ignore
But it simply won't do

I turn around in my bed
I know it's trying its hardest to make my mattress uncomfortable
I see its head in the corner of my eyes
Its eyes are boring into mine
It looks so humanoid, yet so uncanny
My mind can't save me from this mess
My hands are in full shakiness
Please...
I'm scared
Yet, the only thing it does is stare
Something from my childhood that is still currently haunting me to the current day :)
Just read this again and it makes me feel like I'm terrified of the unknown!
the sun untethered
halfmoon hangs the morning sky
the blue light of snow
 Feb 27 Aishu
Bhavesh Shah
I don't know why
but I'm dead inside
waiting for my tears to dry
My soul left my body
leaving me to dry
You can't hurt me now
cause I'm dead inside
-Bhavesh Shah
 Feb 27 Aishu
Bekah Halle
It was pitch black
as I walked this morning.
The earth is turning.
All anxieties that flee
In the light,
That couldn't be cracked
In the black loom large.
Until almost home.
 Feb 27 Aishu
Sophia
it is painful
when you sit high above
yourself, looking down,
and begin to see
the creases of your personality
unfolding before you.
like entire chapters
of a book in which
the pages had been stuck together;
a once incomplete storyline
coming together.
one crack of the spine
and suddenly
newfound pages
are pulled apart
to reveal once hidden,
yet the most intimate,
details of a story.
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