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 May 2015 Asim Javid
anon
Flame
 May 2015 Asim Javid
anon
People don't realize the damage they've caused until they open their eyes and see the ashes of what once was and the fires burning what will never be again
 May 2015 Asim Javid
Solaces
Late night walk.. at peace under the stars and street lights. That is until I hit crossline street. No streetlights Just dark road. Its at this point the stars show themselves true. 10pm clicks on through. I see a white line in the sky. Its very faint and barley visible. I think its a chemtrail maybe a long thin cloud. For 2 weeks I see this white line at 10 pm and finally realise it to be a beam of light. It shines for but 2 minutes and then turns off. I decided to go on the otherside of town one night and see this beam of light brighter arc across the sky. I also see this light is coming from above the hills. On the next night I wait at the hills.. and at 10 pm the light shined on through. From a trailer window alone up here I find a girl whom had been missing for three years.. this was no white line.. this was an s.o.s that I found in darkness without streetlights..
sos received
We played house quite nicely
The two of us in yours, pretending
it was ours

We acted out our definitions of home,
what we learned it meant growing up,
you without a mother or
father, me with both and too much love
I tried to imitate their arguments,
reckless yelling without purpose and
you, the quiet child in the corner didn’t
know how to fight back

I sat atop the kitchen counter and
you fed me bread and lies but
mostly lies
I took them with ease and
swallowed willingly,
smiling like they do in sitcoms
happy, always

We played house
taking care of this one like we knew how to
when really all we knew was how to
love carelessly
**** occasionally and
walk the dog

You the husband, I the mistress
this was our home, unconventional but
intact
it was fun being lover but
only for so long

The key to playing house
is to never mention the future
everything is pretend and
there is no talk of forever or later and
all that really matters is right now

This is what we did
and oh, were we good at it

We played house quite nicely, or at least
until the roof caved in and
the walls cracked and
the floor sank
we then looked at the wreckage and
sighed

What a silly game for us to have played
But oh, we were good at it.
 Apr 2015 Asim Javid
S
sapphire
 Apr 2015 Asim Javid
S
what's in a name
the ones who just convince themselves to watch days pass by
i guess it's just a waiting game
passive or active
life goes on
We're standing empty
like that long left house
dust on our hands
and the smoke in your eyes
the air's strange in here
it's a strange place to be.

Do you remember
how home used to be
in somebody's arms
with the sun in your hair
now there's nobody here, just you and me
we're strangers here
it's a strange place to be.

Fill these hollow rooms between my ribs
light the candle bright behind your eyes
Oh this empty space devours me
Feel like there's somewhere we're supposed to be
Where are we? Where are we?
This strange place to be.

Strange place, strange place
somewhere between midnight
and an un-amazing grace
Somehow I found you and you found me
here in the dark
in this strange place to be.



I turned this into a song and recorded it.  https://soundcloud.com/aparadiseofstrangers  There are some other songs/poems there, too.
I want a lover like the evening sun
half shadow half light
wanderer of dappled paths between leaves,
sojourner seeking the reflection
of life in darkened eyes.
He will taste like Pheobus
bright, amber honey tongued,
the golden glow spilling into the deep corners
light has yet to reach within me.
But his arms will fold like Erebus,
the comforting dark
of purple shadows behind lids falling for sleep
the peaceful night, quiet, cloaked
in the solemn strength of dying stars
and the last whisper of northern lights.
Remind me what it is to know
the depth of dark
without leaving the warmth of light.
when your heart is broken and your  love denied
and your eyes are swollen with all the tears you cried.

when your mind is restless and you cant go to  sleep
  with your emotions in a tangle running very deep.

give your self some time this will make it heal
and change the way you think and the way you feel.

start again once more open up your heart
begin your life a new and make a brand new start.
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