Photo by cottonbro on Pexels.com I got burnt By the flames that lit up your face I got swallowed By the dimples that decorated your cheeks You are that bubble That swallowed the ocean in me whole Your tender fingers Nailed my heart, as your caresses tore my skin. Spare me a minute, my love … Continue reading Awestruck by the change, bound never to change…
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How do I tell you, what you are…
A mercy, a love and much more...
The loud, silence…
Won't the breeze that makes the tulips dance know the feel of its petal Won't your expressive eyes read through the hints I leave behind When the clouds garnish the blues of the sky I read your face in the maze that change With every step I take and with every move I make I … Continue reading The loud, silence…
The only condition
Through the thick and thin, with you and only you
What she was but never again
What she was now, something she never was before, something she never will be. Never again
Left behind the roots,
Spreading like wings out to take flight, left behind a heaven for me to feel alive…
A different phase of stand still, Nonexistent
A nonexistent state of reality…
Gates to climb,
Tumbling through the unseen Stepping over the ashen dust Writhing pieces of the broken glass Cutting through the flesh of heart Breathing the heat of the fire Standing over the battle carcass Looking to be buried by the rival Only to break them all everytime A rusted knife I let be But not a blunt … Continue reading Gates to climb,
Little to learn, little to swallow,
Undid I came when your smile light my heart and drowned me in a warmth I never knew... Some said love is pain Some said it is divine Some said it is a waste of time But once I caught the fever of love I saw it to be very different from What I was … Continue reading Little to learn, little to swallow,
Every single one to be,
Your breath washed over me like waves,Miles apart yet I basked in them as if they were meant for me...Photo by Jacub Gomez on Pexels.com A hundred faces everyday Every one seem to be yours A hundred voices all the time I need them all to be yours Every warmth I feel I believe started … Continue reading Every single one to be,
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