Growing up my stuffed animals smelled like smoke.
My back pack
Scrunched noses and weird eye brow poses.
I’m sorry for being here, my parents made me this way.
I know the burn might come off offensive, but remember we’re all just children.
I did my best.
Rubbed adult deodorant all over my infant chest.
I thought something that signified, “fresh,” would mask the ash.
Ever since I was little, I felt responsible. It was me existing there, that’s what caused their discomfort. It was me, breathing there. That caused my separation.
Maybe if I smile nice enough, someone would ignore my aura.
Someone should have sat me down and explained that it’s not my fa...
What do people really fear about?
Are they afraid of what they don't understand or is it about how others have a good image about them?
Are they afraid of change or the changes that happen to them over time?
Do people get scared of accepting someone in their space or is it all about getting caged?
Do they fear of what's next for them in life or is it about what is after death?
Do people fear about dreaming or nightmares?
In a relationship, do people fear about being lonely or loosing the other person?
Do they fear of heartbreak or loosing their virginity!
As time changes, people change &
The most important thing i feel people fear about is being isolated & being unhappy.
The most unhappy pe...
is kā ronā nahīñ kyuuñ tum ne kiyā dil barbād.
is kā ġham hai ki bahut der meñ barbād kiyā.
Looking back all I can see is you
I desperately try to catch your attention
But you never look my way.
Sharing smiles, sharing hugs, sharing love
My heart is full of my love for you
But it know it will never be returned.
All this time spent I knew
that we would be nothing more
Than a pair of friends
Than two people standing next to each other
Close but never touching
Close but never anything
Because I was the only one
Hopelessly hoping for your gaze to meet mine,
Though I know it never will.
So I will continue to stand by your side
Giving you my time, giving you my love,
giving you my attention
But never giving you my heart,
because I know I w...
It happens once and
remains till the end
Even in some, it doesn't end,
it last forever
What is it?
It is true love.
*Jan 20, 2018*
-EL ULTIMO BAILE
Han sido meses difíciles...un corazón roto y una mente agobiada en su totalidad son una combinación demasiado toxica para alguien que ya apenas intenta mantenerse de pie.
Como cada año llegó la invitación. He ido a cada baile que organiza la facultad, no por la fiesta en sí! simplemente siempre tenia algo que festejar o a quien festejar.
Hace tres bailes atrás ...el sujeto al que en mi burbuja de cristal creía "el amor de mi vida" me dejó plantada, vestida y alborotada, fui sola y al ver la silla junto a mi, vacia...todo el mundo empezo a preguntarse lo mismo que yo.
-¿Qué era tan importante para no poder ocupar...
que nunca he sabido cómo coquetear,
me encuentro en el desespero de el no saber cómo comunicarte,
que me atraes,
que me haces reír,
que una parte de mi siente
que entre tú y yo,
podría comenzar una historia.
Que este sentimiento llego sin permiso y se instalo a un lado de mi alma,
la misma que trata ,
comunicarse con la tuya.
سڑک کنارے بیٹھا تھا
کوئی جوگی تھا یا روگی تھا
کیا جوگ سجائے بیٹھا تھا ؟
کیا روگ لگائے بیٹھا تھا ؟
تھی چہرے پر زردی چھائی
اور نیناں اشک بہاتے تھے
تھے گیسو بکھرے بکھرے سے
جو دوشِ ھوا لہراتے تھے
تھا اپنے آپ سے کچھ کہتا
اور خود سن کے ھنس دیتا تھا
کوئی غم کا مارا لگتا تھا
کوئی دکھیاراسا لگتا تھا
اس جوگی کو جب دیکھتے تھے
ھر بار یہی ھم سوچتے تھے
کیا روگ لگا ھے روگی کو
کس شے کا سوگ ھے جوگی کو ؟
اک دن اس نے سانس روک لی۔
To the keeper of my keys,
I held you in my arms
And embraced our future
How wonderful were moments
Of us, together
I gave you the keys
Of myself, so that
You enter, and understand, My world
Now as you have gone
You forgot to return
And took along
What I , preserved
Dear keeper of the keys
I wish not be as dumb I was before
I will never beg,
However, will buy another set of keys
Beautiful future awaits .... When I hold
These brand new keys.... Again.
Alone, my phone in hand, staring at my screen.
Silence, forever silence, waiting for your notification tone.
A notification tone I know can never come.
Your number is no longer yours.
You have no use for a number now.
You are gone.
Never to return.
I will see you in my dreams.
Our life together, forever immortalized through pictures.
Forever burned into my memories.
I ache for your touch.
I yearn to hear your voice once more.
Our love for each other will never die.
Two aching days have passed since you left. Two days which proved long but what was extreme panic and anxiety at the outset gradually changed to pensive mournfulness and into a calm and intent consideration as I write this letter. From the oldest memory of you when we met for the first time to one of the best moments we shared when we met last, as much as I think that I'm just a naive boy who was enamored of your geekiness and quirkiness, I have a deep affection for you. I know that you don't reciprocate my feelings. I can never replace some one else's place in your heart. I don't know if I'm even that important to you. I don't know what you're going through and I cannot imagine your pain. Bu...
i lost my creativity
she stoped coming into my mind.
Stay positive and happy. Work hard and don't give up hope. Be open to criticism and keep learning. Surround yourself with happy, warm and genuine people.
A January baby
With nothing unique
I'm just a troubled moon
Among galaxies and garnets
If I'll eclipse the light
Wallow in the shadows
Or be protected
In truthfulness. JD
#GalaxiesAndGarnets #JanuaryFalls #PoetryChallenge
Would have lived with blood no charm
In the shackle's verdict prey
Would cuff my bones and glaze the flesh
In moments, but how could they
Feed on fear, on the afraid sheer
Suffering head and the molten soul
On smiles on scar and a skin that's tar
On a patient spear on the broken toe
Would have tried with all my might
To swim and walk in the freezing fire
Would love to drown in evil mound and
Sit on coal for the selfless night
Patience crude and an ego rude
The stars I see deep down the sand
Wounds so fresh the flesh so tight and
Crawling tired the no man's land
Would have taken swifts to borrow
Breaths that tremble in a trembling throat
Today is one of those days where I need you the most.
today is one of those days were you know everything is going to go wrong.
Today is a day where I will not interact with anyone else.
It doesn't matter if it's a friend or family or anybody because anything can set me off today.
I just want to hide and cry or scream at the top of my lungs I am so angry, I'm hurt, I'm tired, I'm done.
I just want this day to be over with.
Tomorrow will be better, at least I hope it is.
Tomorrow will be another day without you even though your memory is strong.
I swear sometimes I can still feel you with me.
But today, today I am so over it.
Today is just to hide away from everyone day.
Today I could really u...
Amanecí ahí, tendida, vacía, con pensamientos inconexos y sentimientos reticentes, se había acabado, mis ilusiones parecían haber sido extirpadas de mi pecho; tuvo que ser después de la oscuridad que encontré paz en mi tormenta, más sin embargo, el sol no brilló ese día... quizás mañana, o no lo sé.
I dont know but probably
You are just trying to
keep you on my mind
Or maybe you really love me
I cant tell cuz i wont know
until we meet again
What you really mean
Can someone please explain for me,
How is it two people perceive a year differently?
I mean, logically, no elaboration is needed.
But with those hundreds of nights in question,
All I'm left with, is open endings.
How many 'I love you's were genuine?
Come to find out you don't benefit from simple conversation. It's my fault our demise reached fruition.
"You can never be wrong"
"You're the only person I've ever met that I can't have a conversation with"
"You're stupid, why don't you get it"
"All I do is take care of you and spend money on you"
"Leave me alone"
"I don't care if you leave, do whatever makes you happy"
So I stayed
It made me feel like if I can fix or...