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Saint Rose

A year ago

STILL CONFUSED

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Flawsome_poetry, [6/21/2020 10:34 PM]

❤️

I will see you at the midnight 

Yow know where to meet 

You know our favorite spot 


I reminisce about everything we did 

The affectionate moments that we shared 

It was so chilly 

But ur tight hug warms me 


I remember ur saint 

When you sit so close to me 

We use to do this daily 

but We always seem like we havent met recently 


Oww Darling i miss the nights

It was dark, but our spark made it bright 


We flew so high 

Nothing seem to bring us down 

Though out the night our love has grown 


the clock keep on ticking 

But i dont want to go ,im fond of stayin 

Between ur arms that was so cozy

That drifted the reality in to fantasy

 Please don let me go 

I wanna live the moment not make it a memory


If only we could pause the clock from ticking 

Have the power to stop it from working 

ALL OF THIS TO MAkE THE NIGHTS WITH YOU LONGER 

I WOULD RATHER CEASE AT THE MOMENT THAN GOING FURTHER 

@no_character 

@flawsome_poetry


Flawsome_poetry, [6/22/2020 9:46 AM]

ልሳል👩‍🎨


   የብእሬ ሚስጢር የመኖሬ ህዋ

   የቅኔዬ ፍቺ የነፍሴ መንታዋ

ትመስለኝ ነበረ

  የሀሳቤ ገዢ ለነብሴ ደራሹ

  ለራሴ ትራሱ ሁሌ ምትመጣልኝ ባመሻሹ

   የሀሳቤ መቆሚያ 

   ለችግሬ ሁሉ ጠያቂ መላሹ

ይመስለኝ ነበረ

    የዐለም ዉስጠቷ በአንተ ተመስሎ

    መኖሬን ያናረ

ይመስለኝ ነበረ

     የቃልህ እስትንፋስ በድኑን ገላዬን

 አንደ እግዜር እስትንፋስ ለህይወት የነዘረ

የግራ ጎኔ አጥንት ለአጥንቶችህ ግጣም

ለአንተ በቻ ጎኔ ለአንተ የተፈጠረ

ይመስለኝ ነበረ 

  አይንህ ለኔ ብቻ

 እኔ ያንተን መመልከቻ

 ከንፈርህስ ብትል

 ዎስጥህ ያቃተውን ያወጣው ይመስል

  ተስሎልህ ነበር ከዛ ከፊትህ ላይ

  አንተ አለኸኝ ብዬ ሌላ ሰዉ እንዳላይ

  ነፍስህስ ብትሆን የነፍሴ መረቧ

  መኖሬን የሳለች ሞቴን በህይወት ክባ

ይህ ሁሉ ሳለ ግን

   ባዶ ማንነትህ በደም ስሬ ገብቶ 

    ባልኖርክበት ስዬ አንግሼህ ነበረ

ባለመኖርህ ጥግ

 ባልኖርክበት ዐለም ውስጤ እየሰከረ

 ይህ ሰዐሊዉ ልቤ

 በሌለህበት ደርዝ ስዕሉ ሰመረ

ታዲያ ..

    አለመኖር መጥቶ አንተን ካልገበረ

ዳግም እስቲ..

    ልሳል ነፍሴን ክንፍ አውጥታ

ከአርያም ከዐምላክ መንደር ከላይ ወጥታ

አንተና አካልህን ለኔ አስጠርታ

እንድትኖር ከዐለም ተርታ

የእኛን መንደር ቤትን ሰርታ::

@Be_nayas

@flawsome_poetry


Flawsome_poetry, [6/23/2020 9:10 AM]

Its cool relax 

Just breath, chillax

Its just a pill

Ain't no big deal

This was the echo inside her head

Shitt was loud filled with dread

Standing at the trial of her thought

Depression was judge of her court

Her brain was the defendant

Brain starts off with rants

Telling the court how bad it hurts

To be alive yet not live

To take the pills but no relief

Pills started off with one white

But since they couldn't work right

They upgrade her dose to a blue instead

Still taking the blue but feeling dead

Prescription sooner became 2 blues

Hoping her restless soul finds a truce

She pops a pill keeps swallowing


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