linnie_sml

I love writing poetry as part of my hobby and hope to meet other writers to connect with each other.

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  • linnie_sml 4h

    Maybe
    You are right
    I shouldn’t love you
    Anymore
    Even if
    I
    Can’t
    Help it
    ©linnie_sml

  • linnie_sml 3d

    What makes me terrified
    Is that
    I can keep everyone’s secrets
    So well
    But I spill
    My deepest and darkest
    secrets
    So easily
    To those
    I never should have
    Told
    ©linnie_sml

  • linnie_sml 5d

    I can’t write
    Because it hurts
    To the point
    I can’t write
    When I think about you
    You used to smile
    Before I told you the truth
    You used to laugh
    Even though you didn’t say much
    You used to call me
    You used to text me
    Even before I did
    And now
    I hear
    Nothing
    No news
    Because
    You wish me all the best
    Before you left
    You think it’s the best for me
    Without knowing
    My heart
    But I left
    Because
    I knew yours well
    I didn’t want you
    To know mine
    Too deep anymore
    Cause
    I don’t gamble on chances
    When it comes to you
    I can’t bear to lose you
    This easily
    I am afraid that you will leave
    For my sake
    So I am trying so hard
    Not to show you
    That I am not okay
    Without you
    I don’t think
    I ever will
    ©linnie_sml

  • linnie_sml 1w

    My heart hurts
    It ticks constantly
    Even during the wee hours
    I wish that
    It doesn’t explode
    When you come
    ©linnie_sml

  • linnie_sml 1w

    Sometimes
    I read the folded pages
    Of this diary
    Not because
    I want the stories
    To come alive
    Like in a pop-up fairytale land
    But
    Because
    I need to face
    The fact that
    Sometimes
    Fairytales
    Will never ever end with
    Happily ever after
    ©linnie_sml

  • linnie_sml 1w

    After you left
    I stopped sleeping
    At night
    But I still dream that
    Tomorrow
    Will get better
    ©linnie_sml

  • linnie_sml 1w

    Maybe
    What I am afraid of
    Is not losing you
    Anymore
    But losing myself
    ©linnie_sml

  • linnie_sml 1w

    Folded pages
    Cursive handwritten letters
    Vintage books
    Memories
    Overflowed
    From old wine bottles
    Foam in a complicated mess
    No one dares to approach it
    For fear
    That the past
    Will creep in stealthily
    And
    The hidden secrets
    In the walk-in wardrobe
    Will surface
    And the weak heart
    May not be able to
    Bear the excruciating loss
    Of someone so dear
    Like you
    ©linnie_sml

  • linnie_sml 1w

    I regretted
    Telling you
    That I loved you
    Once
    You told me
    Not to do so
    Anymore
    At that moment
    I wished
    I could
    Seal up my lips
    Forever
    ©linnie_sml

  • linnie_sml 1w

    A poet
    Weaves
    Different shapes
    Of memories
    Onto her heart
    It doesn’t matter
    How long it had been
    How deep it was
    How cherished it was
    Every shape
    Fits into
    Its own mould
    Just because
    You lived in them
    ©linnie_sml