Submissions by sara
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
how far is it ???
The stars up high are very far...
The moon up high is far...
Mars,Jupiter, Saturn ....
Far,far,far...
When it comes to you...
I see you everyday...
I speak with you everyday...
I look into your eyes
wandering for a name to this unnamed relation between us
carrying me into a world of illusion ...
I wake up holding my phone...
Wanting to call you up..
The distance separates me more than the stars, moon or any other...
No matter how close you stay...
It makes me feel a galaxy apart!!!!
The moon up high is far...
Mars,Jupiter, Saturn ....
Far,far,far...
When it comes to you...
I see you everyday...
I speak with you everyday...
I look into your eyes
wandering for a name to this unnamed relation between us
carrying me into a world of illusion ...
I wake up holding my phone...
Wanting to call you up..
The distance separates me more than the stars, moon or any other...
No matter how close you stay...
It makes me feel a galaxy apart!!!!
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What is it ???
It's new to me...
Neither I can explain nor I can pertain...
Neither I can forget nor I can stop remembering...
It makes me feel a drizzle on a hot summer
Bloody hot in heavy downpour...
It makes me drink my sundae and eat my Coco shake ...
It makes me walk a mile alone in illusion tat you are wit me...
It makes me smile like an idiot thinking you are looking at me...
It makes me happy...excited...high..
Rubbing my goosebumps I come near to feel you...
Disappearing with my touch..you take away me....my smile...my laughter...my whole self...
Not...
Neither I can explain nor I can pertain...
Neither I can forget nor I can stop remembering...
It makes me feel a drizzle on a hot summer
Bloody hot in heavy downpour...
It makes me drink my sundae and eat my Coco shake ...
It makes me walk a mile alone in illusion tat you are wit me...
It makes me smile like an idiot thinking you are looking at me...
It makes me happy...excited...high..
Rubbing my goosebumps I come near to feel you...
Disappearing with my touch..you take away me....my smile...my laughter...my whole self...
Not...
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wall
Turning behind I look at you..
You stood there for years...
You watched my pain & pleasure...
My laughter & cries...
You recognize my touch ...remember my odor...
Everyone passing by it never acknowledged you...
For them you were useless....a hindrance...a stop mark...
They felt you as a metaphor of an end..
But for me you was something else...a lot more...full of life...
As a child I scribbled on you..
I grew up peeling your paint... At teen I lied gazing at you from the bed for hours together....
Those days sprinted....
You didn't...
You stood there for years...
You watched my pain & pleasure...
My laughter & cries...
You recognize my touch ...remember my odor...
Everyone passing by it never acknowledged you...
For them you were useless....a hindrance...a stop mark...
They felt you as a metaphor of an end..
But for me you was something else...a lot more...full of life...
As a child I scribbled on you..
I grew up peeling your paint... At teen I lied gazing at you from the bed for hours together....
Those days sprinted....
You didn't...
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