My love, what’s with these tears running down your face? What’s with that empty smile, trembling out of place? You’re gripping my collar like you want...Read more
Marishka

I write because I feel too much. Love leaves scars, life hits hard, and sometimes depression just stays like a shadow.
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In a world of shadows and secrets untold, Love embarks on a journey, its path uncontrolled. Eyes shut in the dimness of the night, Yet the heart alone...Read more
Still undefined, Poetry is an artistry that still can't be identified, Each word are laces born from curiosity and longing.. Poetry is beauty and p...Read more
I suppose I love my scars because they have stayed with me longer than most people have. ~ Nikita Gill
This morning, I longed for your eyes And I grieved So, I wrote a love poem On a canvas that resembles your smile You are the dawn, That gladdens the h...Read more
Between the moon's setting and the sun rising, Between the breath before a first kiss and the final goodbye, Between the wave reaching shore and rejoi...Read more
Still, Looking, Every day, Every where, Praying, Waiting, Around, Listening for your voice, Kindness would be forgetting, Impossible to do, Never, Get...Read more
In the eyes of the lion, fear is not in existence the pain hides quietly in hearts that never roar. Living is just a metaphor, and dying is what we ...Read more
I'm here in the quicksand of my love, Sinking under because of my attachment, I just can't seem to practice detachment, You took the stars and made th...Read more
Cosmic alignments, Orbiting each other, No need for words, Sparks fly from our eyes, Tinder to your touch, Embers of desire growing into flames, Luxur...Read more
Would you like a cup of coffee? It tastes like a bitter hug I always add a pound of sugar But it gets me through the day What gets you through? Is it ...Read more
I've known you since kindergarten You've been here forever Constantly around me But still I barely know you yet I've liked you since 8th grade You s...Read more
Split in half is my mind Into two- blue and pink No matter how much I try to bind Or try to embed or shrink They both go their separate ways Li...Read more
how long you will keeping those things in heart For how long? For how long? You will be still holding that Because the loForng you will be stick...Read more
I’ve measured every inch of me like a crime scene left unclean— catalogued the evidence of all the ways I’ve failed to gleam. My ribs protest beneath...Read more
I’ve been thinking lately if I were gone, what would happen after? Who would be the last person to sit beside my grave? Would it be my best frien...Read more
Fall The word itself feels like descent whisper an ending dressed in motion A soft collapse The surrender of stars Child do you feel it The hum bene...Read more