I pushed you away not because I wanted to I just needed to hear “please stay”. t.l.
Tag Archives: poetry
live
tell me again, why do you torture yourself for the horrible things someone else did? t.l. start living for you and only you.
30
It’s coming to me whether I liked it or not, it’s my biggest fear Oh god, can I trade my tears for the clock to go slower ? I thought I knew her the girl I was when I was 24 wishing her life went faster crying in the rain at 5am rather die youngContinue reading “30”
night
when the night comes quiet Moon and chirping crickets ticking clocks and heartbeat drums my skin longs to be swarm with your kisses. t.l.
Pandemic wishes from an introvert
Wish I had spent more time in the woods listening to leaves singing watching the Sun dancing than contemplating in a 9-meter square room. Wish I had known how precious fresh air is long distanced phone calls wind-slapped face pollen-allergic nose busy street driving people talking .. Wish I had realized sooner that staring atContinue reading “Pandemic wishes from an introvert”
pull me up
sometimes when we got out of the pit, we tend to forget how dark and shallow it could be for anyone who’s stuck at the bottom edge. empathy and compassion how can we feel the pain in someone’s “imagination” ? isn’t depression something that’s “over our head” ? it’s easy to ask for help butContinue reading “pull me up”
Strangers
strangers on the page tell me who you are where you slept, and what you ate are you here or are you far? did you actually meet your fate did you want to be a rockstar did I lock you in a room as a bait or make you fall in love with “Carl” (who)?Continue reading “Strangers”
Cicadas
Night falls into darkness swirled, danced around the oak trees’ branches I can hear no sound but the beating hearts of a thousand cicadas longing to be loved one last time before they leave Earth. funny how these summer lovers spent a lifetime finding the right “forever”. t.l.
tame
You cannot tame me a wild coyote can never forget how to howl at the Moon. You cannot change me put me in a glasshouse dye me in different colour I’d still bloom with pride and honour. You cannot get to me my home is my body I only believe in what I see notContinue reading “tame”
fly away
in order to fly away we first need to stop being afraid of falling. t.l.
Tsunami of Words 