MEMORIES...
It sends a shudder down your spine to remember that you once shared lips with that sickening voice, you once intertwined hands with his fairy tales, and you replied with smiles to his words.
How you wish memories were tangible, so you can choke the living spirit of his shadows, and bash their vivid skulls into smithereens under your feet to erase them forever.
It sends a shudder down your spine to remember that you once shared lips with that sickening voice, you once intertwined hands with his fairy tales, and you replied with smiles to his words.
How you wish memories were tangible, so you can choke the living spirit of his shadows, and bash their vivid skulls into smithereens under your feet to erase them forever.
LIFETIME OF LOVE LETTERS
We've always been folded letters, written by their affection and forgetful of their words; maybe that's why they inscribed it all on our skin, with intentions of sharing pleasure, but now their scars hurt.
They sealed their love the way it's bound to paper cut, their fingers trying to pry us to find these words and where we hurt; maybe that's why we scare those who come trying to love us, to reinstate those words and write over them.
We still are folded letters, aren't we? We wish to push ourselves out from these envelopes growing on us; we are letters wishing to be read and to be seen, this hurts! Embraced and treasured in pages of those journals of the heart whose pain coincides with ours.
We are letters, folded in our constraints, ardently wishing to be salvaged from hands daring enough to brace paper cuts.
We've always been folded letters, written by their affection and forgetful of their words; maybe that's why they inscribed it all on our skin, with intentions of sharing pleasure, but now their scars hurt.
They sealed their love the way it's bound to paper cut, their fingers trying to pry us to find these words and where we hurt; maybe that's why we scare those who come trying to love us, to reinstate those words and write over them.
We still are folded letters, aren't we? We wish to push ourselves out from these envelopes growing on us; we are letters wishing to be read and to be seen, this hurts! Embraced and treasured in pages of those journals of the heart whose pain coincides with ours.
We are letters, folded in our constraints, ardently wishing to be salvaged from hands daring enough to brace paper cuts.
BETRAYAL BOND
It took a moment to realize that I fell in love with you, and another moment to live a life full of mementos with you.
Then another moment to reminisce every moments with you, only to realize that you weren't mine after all.
It took moments to fill the days with silence as you tormented it, you were the honey to my paracetamol; like the kind of person to draw stars around my scars and kiss it before you were gone! #UnspokenCites
It took a moment to realize that I fell in love with you, and another moment to live a life full of mementos with you.
Then another moment to reminisce every moments with you, only to realize that you weren't mine after all.
It took moments to fill the days with silence as you tormented it, you were the honey to my paracetamol; like the kind of person to draw stars around my scars and kiss it before you were gone! #UnspokenCites
I'M NOT BEAUTIFUL
Don't tell me I'm beautiful just because you got a glimpse of my scars, you don't know the soreness slumbering beneath, emitting heartache into my veins.
I'm not beautiful, because of the proof that I had to survive an inferno of storms, on my own; but I'm still lovable, because I made it through, albeit a wolf out of the pack.
I'm lovable and I'm alive, so don't tell me I'm beautiful, that's not what I want to be, but tell me I'm alive upon witnessing my marks, and tell me you love me for it.
Don't tell me I'm beautiful just because you got a glimpse of my scars, you don't know the soreness slumbering beneath, emitting heartache into my veins.
I'm not beautiful, because of the proof that I had to survive an inferno of storms, on my own; but I'm still lovable, because I made it through, albeit a wolf out of the pack.
I'm lovable and I'm alive, so don't tell me I'm beautiful, that's not what I want to be, but tell me I'm alive upon witnessing my marks, and tell me you love me for it.
MYTHS AND DREAMS
I am dream,
Coming in your sleep,
Taking you away 'til morning,
And when you awake,
You shall not believe me in the slightest bit.
I am myth,
Labyrinthine of symbols
And mysteries; and let it be
That the stories are told,
But I shall owe you no explanation.
My smile is but a bewitching spell I will cast, to make you forget all about my darkness.
#Random
I am dream,
Coming in your sleep,
Taking you away 'til morning,
And when you awake,
You shall not believe me in the slightest bit.
I am myth,
Labyrinthine of symbols
And mysteries; and let it be
That the stories are told,
But I shall owe you no explanation.
My smile is but a bewitching spell I will cast, to make you forget all about my darkness.
#Random
SIGHS!
It's the pain of yours I bookmarked my favorites; even if I had to see nightmares only to remember you at nights, I will plunge right into it.
But I am not sure if you would be the one lending a hand if I ever had to wake up again...
- Darkpit
It's the pain of yours I bookmarked my favorites; even if I had to see nightmares only to remember you at nights, I will plunge right into it.
But I am not sure if you would be the one lending a hand if I ever had to wake up again...
- Darkpit
SILKY CLOUDS!
Cast roses at her feet,
For she’s a Queen;
The birds saw her and wished that they could sing,
Beauty beyond borders,
For no one could reproach her.
Her smile carried a glow
That gave strength to the trees and flowers;
Her words bore a tune,
Soothing to a heavy heart.
The warmth of her embrace
Could melt away resentment;
Her demeanor carried grace,
And in her presence,
Joy was ever present.
Lavished by the love of nature,
For she had a loving nature;
A true wonder of creation,
And a blessing on the earth.
But like a shooting star,
She was, only for a moment;
And like the morning-dew
Eventually she faded.
Cast roses at her feet,
For she’s a Queen;
The birds saw her and wished that they could sing,
Beauty beyond borders,
For no one could reproach her.
Her smile carried a glow
That gave strength to the trees and flowers;
Her words bore a tune,
Soothing to a heavy heart.
The warmth of her embrace
Could melt away resentment;
Her demeanor carried grace,
And in her presence,
Joy was ever present.
Lavished by the love of nature,
For she had a loving nature;
A true wonder of creation,
And a blessing on the earth.
But like a shooting star,
She was, only for a moment;
And like the morning-dew
Eventually she faded.
REGRETS!
I have seen my worlds collide,
I have seen them falling apart,
I have seen them shatter,
I have seen them becoming void,
I am waiting for them to be just better.
More or less they are just ruined,
Now your concern,
Your sympathy and your roles
Does not matter!
Nor does my expectations.
Maybe!
Just maybe if you make things right,
Maybe if you make them new
And maybe if your love was true.
And even if everything is back to normal,
I can't promise us being together again,
How can I?
I have seen my fall,
I have seen my death,
But you weren't there,
Neither to hold nor to grieve.
#DarkPit
I have seen my worlds collide,
I have seen them falling apart,
I have seen them shatter,
I have seen them becoming void,
I am waiting for them to be just better.
More or less they are just ruined,
Now your concern,
Your sympathy and your roles
Does not matter!
Nor does my expectations.
Maybe!
Just maybe if you make things right,
Maybe if you make them new
And maybe if your love was true.
And even if everything is back to normal,
I can't promise us being together again,
How can I?
I have seen my fall,
I have seen my death,
But you weren't there,
Neither to hold nor to grieve.
#DarkPit
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The heart is bound by addiction’s grip, it whispers lines of entangled scripts torn by desire for the wild and cruel, spilling lust in the arms of life; Love is lived in shadows deep where flesh meets flesh and then it sleeps!
GODDESS QUEEN
I wish you'd step out from my dreams, just lay with me for real, I'd love to kiss your moistened lips and touch your skin, to know just how you feel.
I wish that I could have you for more than just one night, I'd love to have you with me always and forever, hold your body tight.
To wrap myself around you, keep you safe within my arms, stealing kisses at every chance, to be lost within your charms.
Looking deep into your eyes, being mesmerized by your pretty face, getting excited by you, to feel my heartbeat race.
To give you my everything to be, everything you'd ever need, to fulfil our joint desires, and let loose our hounds of greed
To eat from your sacred Chalice, to sip juices from your pretty hole, to please you in every way I can, truly is my only goal!
Wish I knew how to bring you out from within my dream, to be with you in the real world, to make you my Goddess Queen
- Ron
I wish you'd step out from my dreams, just lay with me for real, I'd love to kiss your moistened lips and touch your skin, to know just how you feel.
I wish that I could have you for more than just one night, I'd love to have you with me always and forever, hold your body tight.
To wrap myself around you, keep you safe within my arms, stealing kisses at every chance, to be lost within your charms.
Looking deep into your eyes, being mesmerized by your pretty face, getting excited by you, to feel my heartbeat race.
To give you my everything to be, everything you'd ever need, to fulfil our joint desires, and let loose our hounds of greed
To eat from your sacred Chalice, to sip juices from your pretty hole, to please you in every way I can, truly is my only goal!
Wish I knew how to bring you out from within my dream, to be with you in the real world, to make you my Goddess Queen
- Ron
HOPELESS OPTIMIST
I don't say it out loud but feel it deep inside; the curiosity to be loved and admired so much;
To be called mine in all kinds of form, to know my existence means so much more.
I don't say it out loud since no one seems to care, but I'm longing for a love
so pure and rare.
- Careless Whisper
I don't say it out loud but feel it deep inside; the curiosity to be loved and admired so much;
To be called mine in all kinds of form, to know my existence means so much more.
I don't say it out loud since no one seems to care, but I'm longing for a love
so pure and rare.
- Careless Whisper
DIAS OF GRIEF
REGRET for the time wasted on trivial matters, for the chance that was never taken, for the heart to heart never spoken, for rain we didn't ran in and all the kisses we didn't steal.
ANGER for the things we said and didn't, for the doubt we trusted more than each other, for the nights we didn't take by surprise, for the confessions we never made, for the question we never asked, for a rose we didn't water and for the layers we didn't peel.
SADNESS for the sea that colors our soul, for the chripping doves that we could never follow, for the affirmations we didn't make, for the familiar loneliness we can't get used to, for the caresses that scorch our hearts.
NUMBNESS from building a home in a lost land of the past when our present races to a doomed future, from all that could have but will never be again, for the empty space that keeps us company and for the schemes of pretend saints.
REGRET for the time wasted on trivial matters, for the chance that was never taken, for the heart to heart never spoken, for rain we didn't ran in and all the kisses we didn't steal.
ANGER for the things we said and didn't, for the doubt we trusted more than each other, for the nights we didn't take by surprise, for the confessions we never made, for the question we never asked, for a rose we didn't water and for the layers we didn't peel.
SADNESS for the sea that colors our soul, for the chripping doves that we could never follow, for the affirmations we didn't make, for the familiar loneliness we can't get used to, for the caresses that scorch our hearts.
NUMBNESS from building a home in a lost land of the past when our present races to a doomed future, from all that could have but will never be again, for the empty space that keeps us company and for the schemes of pretend saints.
WHAT I CAN'T EXPLAIN
You are the name I give to the petrichor of the rain.
You are the name I give to the metaphor of my pain.
You are the name I give to the wind kissing my skin.
You are the name I give to the karma of my sin.
You are the name I give to the bed of roses, pink!
You are the name I give to thorns pricking my skin.
You are the name I give to the sunrays kissing my eyes.
You are the name I give to the justification of my lies.
You are the name I give to the chaos in my mind.
You are the name I give to the peace I can't find.
You are the name I give to sensations I don't contain.
You are the name I give to the things I can't explain.
- Prakhar Mishra
You are the name I give to the petrichor of the rain.
You are the name I give to the metaphor of my pain.
You are the name I give to the wind kissing my skin.
You are the name I give to the karma of my sin.
You are the name I give to the bed of roses, pink!
You are the name I give to thorns pricking my skin.
You are the name I give to the sunrays kissing my eyes.
You are the name I give to the justification of my lies.
You are the name I give to the chaos in my mind.
You are the name I give to the peace I can't find.
You are the name I give to sensations I don't contain.
You are the name I give to the things I can't explain.
- Prakhar Mishra
LOUD THOUGHTS
When you lack wisdom and depth, you not only miss the magic to build yourself up but also the lens to see others for who they are, and you fail to surpass whatever trap they set up for you.
You're the chaos that you create, a self-made storm that won't abate,
until you find peace within, will the turmoil forever spin.
When you lack wisdom and depth, you not only miss the magic to build yourself up but also the lens to see others for who they are, and you fail to surpass whatever trap they set up for you.
You're the chaos that you create, a self-made storm that won't abate,
until you find peace within, will the turmoil forever spin.
MY EXCLAMATION
Am I walking so fast leaving you behind?
Am I falling into a dark abyss where there is no light?
Should I embrace the light and confine my nyctophilia?
Where is the place of dreams?
Why are unreacheable things so tempting?
Do I seek love in all the dead places?
Why do I feel no love inside my heart?
Am I reaching for hands that are gone?
Or am I aiming to touch the sky?
Maybe I should have known where I was going, I just feel lost, I feel sad; can you hold my hands and show me the path?
Will you walk with me through the paroxysm of grief?
Because I'm in awe, how will I reach far without a soulmate?
Can you be by my side?
Will we move together through the abyss?
Or instead you'll watch me as I end with the world?
- Bob Kasiita
Am I walking so fast leaving you behind?
Am I falling into a dark abyss where there is no light?
Should I embrace the light and confine my nyctophilia?
Where is the place of dreams?
Why are unreacheable things so tempting?
Do I seek love in all the dead places?
Why do I feel no love inside my heart?
Am I reaching for hands that are gone?
Or am I aiming to touch the sky?
Maybe I should have known where I was going, I just feel lost, I feel sad; can you hold my hands and show me the path?
Will you walk with me through the paroxysm of grief?
Because I'm in awe, how will I reach far without a soulmate?
Can you be by my side?
Will we move together through the abyss?
Or instead you'll watch me as I end with the world?
- Bob Kasiita
BLIND MEMORIES
Do you ever think about me?
Because sometimes I think about you,
I don't know what happened,
But we did what we wanted.
Clear is to me that it wasn't what we wanted to be, I don't regret it,
I would not want to forget any of it,
You were my friend, too.
But now, we are more than nobodies,
Just now, we are just blind memories.
- Angel M
Do you ever think about me?
Because sometimes I think about you,
I don't know what happened,
But we did what we wanted.
Clear is to me that it wasn't what we wanted to be, I don't regret it,
I would not want to forget any of it,
You were my friend, too.
But now, we are more than nobodies,
Just now, we are just blind memories.
- Angel M
TAINTED LOVE
Drag along my heart,
Like you would some buried treasure.
Call to me at night,
Like you would an accomplice.
Like snow in summer,
Your coldness is refreshing.
Like sunshine in the winter,
You cause my heart to spring.
Ever thirsty,
Feed me with desire,
And ignite in me a passion
So hot to birth a flame.
Drag along my heart,
Like you would some buried treasure.
Call to me at night,
Like you would an accomplice.
Like snow in summer,
Your coldness is refreshing.
Like sunshine in the winter,
You cause my heart to spring.
Ever thirsty,
Feed me with desire,
And ignite in me a passion
So hot to birth a flame.
DANDELION
That infectious energy,
Your contagious smile,
You bring to light the best in me,
Calling forth strengths I never knew I had in me.
Besides you is when I burn my brightest,
In hindsight, you've helped me reach my highest.
My closest companion,
My flower, my glowing dandelion.
- Uzezi David
That infectious energy,
Your contagious smile,
You bring to light the best in me,
Calling forth strengths I never knew I had in me.
Besides you is when I burn my brightest,
In hindsight, you've helped me reach my highest.
My closest companion,
My flower, my glowing dandelion.
- Uzezi David
MIDNIGHT THOUGHTS
Sometimes, I just can't decide between if it would have been better off without us meeting;
Or, be happy with what we created, even though it's just sad memories with the pain of yearning.
This night reminds me of you, sweet with a hint of sadness.
- DarkPit
Sometimes, I just can't decide between if it would have been better off without us meeting;
Or, be happy with what we created, even though it's just sad memories with the pain of yearning.
This night reminds me of you, sweet with a hint of sadness.
- DarkPit
WIZARDS IN THE FLAMES
Nobody noticed us when we killed ourselves a little, because there was no blood for the evidence that we slowly died a long time ago; you made my heart feel like home when my soul was just a blown up hutch - Lone deep and waste!
A happy merry future I thought of, but look you left everything in a messy chaos; I thought you will cherish my heart like a precious treasure, but you left leaving it bleeding in pain fortunes ago and even now, it feeds itself on resentment.
It's all just dark in here, what used to be a beautiful shimmering sunset, the warmth for which I craved is now too hot to hold.
None could tell the promises we made once are now stories that we spell, they could never see the voids in our eyes layering tears; how they dare to fall like our hopes of what more could we be! We were the perfect match; maybe that’s why we burned.
Nobody noticed us when we killed ourselves a little, because there was no blood for the evidence that we slowly died a long time ago; you made my heart feel like home when my soul was just a blown up hutch - Lone deep and waste!
A happy merry future I thought of, but look you left everything in a messy chaos; I thought you will cherish my heart like a precious treasure, but you left leaving it bleeding in pain fortunes ago and even now, it feeds itself on resentment.
It's all just dark in here, what used to be a beautiful shimmering sunset, the warmth for which I craved is now too hot to hold.
None could tell the promises we made once are now stories that we spell, they could never see the voids in our eyes layering tears; how they dare to fall like our hopes of what more could we be! We were the perfect match; maybe that’s why we burned.
