Poems is what fills me. It makes me whole and lets me express what I felt
Sadness is what my heart screams
Craving for someone to embrace me
And save me from these cruel dreams
That drowns me in the never ending sea
Hold me, heal me, save me
Break the facade I wore and see through me
Pull me out of this masquerade
Remove the mask I wore for this parade
And see the tears in my eyes before I fade
I once wrote a song for the boy I've loved but was never finished
For our love was soon diminished
Leaving us drenched with an empty arm
Holding on with nothing but a charm
But I guess it wasn't enough
For we too suddenly fell apart
Leaving us with nothing but our broken part
Along with the melancholy in our heart
Blood moon rises
Death had given me kisses
Embracing me with its darkness
Leaving me restless
Reminiscing memories in my head
Waiting here on our bed
Living with a life full of tragedy
Hoping you can be my remedy
Though I know it cannot be done for you had already left me undone
The red queen laugh painfully
Looking at the people she thought were her ally
How fool she is to trust them
Not even noticing their hearts anthem.
Sharp words stab her in the heart
Tearing it slowly apart
Until there's nothing but her broken part.
Melancholy tears overflow in her eyes
As the moon slowly rise
Kissing her skin with its lonely light
As she stands there fading until she was out of sight.
Infatuation or Love?
Staring at you from afar
Wanting to be with you wherever you are
But too shy to even talk to you
Nor meet your eyes out of the blue.
I know myself that I was a fool
That my love for you once diminished
And I know that it was totally uncool
To even left you unfinished.
But here I am
Falling for you again
Gripping my t-shirt's hem
Hoping to reach you while I still can.
I like you
I really do
But I do not know if this is just an infatuation
And if I'm just going through the motion
Of rhythm and blues
But for now
With my final vow
I promise myself to let us remain free
For I know it is still not the right time to love
And trap myself into the cage of dove.
Umesh Chandra Bhatt from Kharghar, Navi Mumbai, India on February 08, 2020:
A nice collection of poems. Good reading.