Category Archives: new poetry
Object succumb to silence from an alley of dark void Fouls air flowing through the old wooden window The expression of fear on the face of an old woman in a rocking chair One finger prick by a cushion needle, … Continue reading
When will the destiny fix our meeting? When I’ll reach the table of my most awaited date.. When we will have our very first eye contact When I’ll actually trust the meaning of fate… I’m sick of pinch-hitters, I’m tired of being second.. I don’t want any mean eyes around. Come, crossing them all and hold my hand … I’ve been searching for you. Since I thought love exists.. I know you are somewhere around. Can’t see you because of the cruel midst … Don’t you worry, I will not settle for lesser As no one else can be better.. For you, I’ll give my best As baby! you being my most awaited guest …! SOMA RAJE https://justagirlnextblog.wordpress.com/
Category: Pain Drown, drown, drown in pain As it floats out of my own soul; Deep, deep, deep down into the earth it goes As it pours out my mouth as overflows. Deep, deep, deep my fingers dig the ground As I try burying the hurt; Choke, choke, choke with the dirt, myself can’t breathe As too deep down I go, I go, I go. By Carmen Silva Written Nov. 1st, 2017 Email: email@example.com Twitter: @Carmen_Silva2 IG: @carmen_silva_actress Website: carmensilva.net
Genre: Dark, Sad Love + me will always = pain. Disappointments and knowledge are the results I gain. Mending gradually yet the heart remains the same. Closets are filled to capacity with no vacancy to place the blame. I hate … Continue reading
Stealing warmth from twinkling stars the Yamuna was sleeping wearing the blanket of mist . A rejected love soul tormented by the burning spasm of dejection dragged his languid body lashing his reluctant strides with the stubbornness of his decision … Continue reading
Mangoes is a queer, cinematic collaboration between Canadian spoken word artist, Andrew Warner, and Mexican writer-director, Sofia Auza. It explores the relationship between two friends with several mental illnesses through visual poetry and spoken word. A short film about mental … Continue reading
Nine to Nine… The Innocent face has turned dramatic bad The wait for new love is new life loving heart is in trouble Pleasing tears are now friends of mine… Mummy’s daughter is burning 9 to 9… Don’ts & Do’s is not a worry For me my limits are now left far behind Everything about you now seems to be mine… Daddy’s Princess is Burning 9 to 9… Love at 1st sight has brought colors Worth the risk the glance that proved I am new to my own strength I find nobody to be mine… Loving heart is Burning 9 to 9… Drowned thou still in hope Love for you has kept me alive I am gluing the broken pieces of mine… Lonely Queen is Burning 9 to 9… Through scars the smile is still green In wait of you to understand years passed by I am all yours as much as I am not mine… My Heart is Burning 9 to 9…. It’s now all empty within It’s over the idea of love has ruined today and past Why we crossed the path which were never meant to be I wish my life would be mine… An injured heart is Burning 9 to 9….