He

He

A Poem by Mina Salva

Spring comes and goes, flowers bloom and die
Birds sing and fly, in this very big sky
Love surrounding us in the air, but it's unfair
It hits us, and sticks in us, it hurts and pulls our souls away
You would plead and weep, but who would hear?
A lump of words blocked in my gorge
What's harder than having the voice and not letting people hear it?
What's more difficult than having a lightweight heart but holding in it stones people never saw?
Her heart could be torn apart easily, but he would look at her ordinarily
Cause he doesn't know, what's hidden behind
Is he blind? or Is he deaf?
Couldn't he feel my eyes, couldn't he hear the truth from my corner?
The corner I hide in, the corner that helps me escape and drown in
I'm pretty sure he noticed, that he is something to me
He can't face it, can he?
He never believed it, did he?
I'd be lying on this cold floor again, gifting it with the waterfall I create
Nothing has importance anymore, nor my weight
You are not like the others, but people say you're far from perfect
I'd say you're more than perfect
What beauty you have? they ask.
"He's my type." I say.
It's sad, you don't know about it. It's sad, you don't trust that.
If I could be with you tonight, your chest colliding mine, give me a sign
You will always be mine
I'll never let them take the light behind your eyes
I'll fail and lose this fight, but never fade in the dark
 Remember you will always burn as bright
As bright as the sun, I suffer the lack of
As strong as me, when there is no love
You never saw the tears, just the smiles
You never heard my words, that are locked in my heart
You're gone now, you're far away
Further then ever
Can I bear that? The think of that makes me wanna lose myself
I never had the chance to hold your soft hand, never had the feeling of your warm hug
I never tasted those lips, I never put my hand on that skin
You never knew, what I felt for you
You will never know, you are not here
You mean the world to me, you'll always have that special place in my heart
It's tearing me apart, the reality; I never stepped out and spoke up
I wish you gave me love, I wish you cared
But pretty baby, what would you do if you knew?

© 2013 Mina Salva


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Mina Salva
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