A Happily Ever After

Blessed by the Gods themselves
Two from the heaven
A mortal so ordinary
And an angel
Fallen from her grace
Salvation not in their virtues
Savaged by their faults
Preying on the fallen and weak
Ravaging them in their wake
Forgetting and forgiving
For the peace of mind
As they were undeserving
Forever in a bind
Unknowing and ignorant
Of the reality around
Recognizing and arrogant
Forever suffering
Blessed by the Gods themselves
They never found their souls

By Girija

Compare and Contrast
By LeviathOfNullDreams

Eternal Sunshine
reeks oh the weariness
ephemeral darkness
leaps so young
golden keys
stains sorry princess
Under for
Stairs, you
Nimbus sung
Beyond
aloft waves wrung
scream into the abyss

By Divya @WritersClub

--
So many instances
I fight the urge
I bite my tongue, my
lips, the words that
threaten to
spill out if I’m not too
careful, if I’m not
paying
attention.
I love you, I say.
I mean come here.
My heart beat quickens,
pulse erratic.
I love you, I say.
I mean don’t go.
I love you, I say.
I mean, please be different.
I love you, I say.
I mean, I need you to
tell me again the
words you whispered so
that I am not convinced it’s
in my head.
I love you, I say
never out loud.
Each draft my heart writes I will
toss
in the garbage because the
next time I say I
love you,
I don't want to mean I
hope you don't go.
The next time I say I
love you,
I want to mean it.

- i never say what i mean

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Hope
~by Dolly Jain


'See what I drew'
Said the little boy dressed
In faded red hue.
Armed with tiny weapons of Art
His raw blood now sings
Of making a new start.
He had had enough
Seen enough
Been through enough
A tattered life with
Broken smiles
Hurting eyes
Blood sucking filthy flies.

No more of them anymore.
He is now clad in
The knowledge robe.
Bold enough
To take a deep dive
In the world
With fearlessness, truth
And all his might.
The positive power supplied
By the divine
'Will you join my fight?'
Asks the little boy now
Stepping into the light.

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The Wrinked Beauty
by Dolly Jain

Rests on her lap
Her black, dusty, wrinkled fingers
Adorned with flaky skin.
Entwined with such grace
that gratifies not every eye
That beholds them
But only those who can see the real beauty
Lurking beneath her dusty, wrinkled state
Who can explode their spectacles of artificiality
And dare to look deep into her tiny eyes
Which still retain their luster
And awaits for the patient ears who would listen to
The story of her life.

http://worgasm.com/2017/02/05/the-wrinkled-beauty/

Maybe This Is What I Want But I Cannot Have

Deep down we just want to give someone the love we have inside ourselves and hope that they will do the same, but sometimes we’re disappointed with the love they give us in return.

Maybe it’s because we expect too much and give too little. Or maybe we don’t expect anything at all and give every bit of love we have. We give away all of our love to a person who doesn’t appreciate it, who takes it for granted and metaphorically walks all over it, and then we save no love for ourselves. We have none leftover for us because we squandered it all on them, on a person who we think we want, maybe even need, but they are neither of these things.

We don’t want someone who mistreats us; we don’t want someone who takes our love for granted, and yet we consistently try to make it work with those who do just that. We convince ourselves we want this person simply because we want to feel connected to something deeper than ourselves.

But that is one of the most important connections we can make. And maybe this is why we love the chase. Maybe this is why we try to make it work with those who play hard to get, with those who are unattainable, because we don’t fully comprehend the love that we deserve. Or maybe we’re able to comprehend it, but we don’t want to believe it. We don’t want to believe that we deserve a love that’s real, a love that knows no games, a love that doesn’t play pretend, but just is.

Because we’re afraid that if we finally find someone who treats us right, who doesn’t give games the time of day, who leads with sincerity rather than insecurity, someone who finally shows us what real love feels like, we’re afraid they’ll leave, or worse, we’re afraid we’ll make them.

We’re afraid that we won’t be able to accept their love, and instead we’ll make a mess of it. And then we’ll have experienced what real love feels like, and everything else in comparison will feel like less. We think that nothing will feel as good as the love this person showed us because we think we’ll only ever find one love that’s real. But every love we experience feels real when it’s happening, and we don’t realize otherwise until someone gets hurt.

We need to understand that we do deserve love, the real kind, the kind that wraps its arms around you and won’t let you go, the kind that is playful with your spirit and not your emotions, the kind that feels so good it scares you. And you might be lucky enough to find it once and never have to find it again, but even if you find it and lose it just as quickly, there’s more opportunity for you to experience it once, twice, infinitely more.

Just because you’ve been hurt before doesn’t mean you have to look for love in all the wrong places. Your attempt and desire to love someone who can’t love you in return is simply you wasting the time to find someone who can.

And when you finally find it you need to not be afraid because the love that I’m referring to senses fear, and when it does, it changes. It becomes less like love and more like uncertainty. And you’ll never be fully certain about anything or anyone. There will always be questions, but not knowing the answers gives you something to look forward to. Because even if we knew all of the answers to how our life is going to happen, and who is going to happen in it, we might still wonder what would change if it were to happen differently.

Don’t indulge in the love you know you cannot have, find the love that gives as much to you as you give it in return. Find the person who leaves a bit of love left over for you; find the person who allows you to love yourself as much as you love them.

 
- by Ajay Vyas