No one really seems to value love as much in these current years;
whereas if found the one,
I’d hold onto that him dearly,
but it seems like no one else feels the same nowadays.
Many may be interested in me,
but it feels like chasing the sun as it sets;
it’s pointless,
with their light temporarily hitting me,
not truly settling on me,
as they keep setting into the void.
I want a guy where he feels like the sun and I’m the moon,
where he shines his light on me without straying,
us complimenting each other so sweetly,
the love not fading.
About the Creator
Anon
Practicing my writing - mainly poetry
Veiled Pages
Hidden ink ✒️✨ shifts lines Truth dances 💃🕵️♂️ in veiled whispers 🌫️ Pages breathe deceit ⚡📜 These words are not just poetry .. they are a reflection of reality. The files have been tampered with, hidden, and reshaped to shield the guilty. Truth is not negotiable, and silence is complicity. 🌑✊
By Aarsh Malik3 days ago in Poets
Off the Book
It ended like every other stupid idea. Badly, and alone. I’m researching digital confession ethics, he said. A tech ethicist. He gestured at floating data I couldn’t see then pulled out a physical notebook. Actual paper, fountain pen. He held it up like he was showing me scripture.
By Nicky Frankly6 days ago in Fiction
Comments (1)
Sounds like a beautiful true love you want. Yes it does seems like people not loving like that anymore, but their is a few people who do, just have to find them, or they will find you. Excellent poem.