You shall bleed!
No Milord, please
You shall harm yourself!
No Milord, please
You shall love the one who does not reciprocate!
No!!! I beg you Milord, no! Don't do this to me!
You shall suffer!
You shall suffer!
You shall suffer!
Till death comes for you!
Y-yes Milord
Feb 24, 2018
Feb 24, 2018 at 2:59 PM UTC
It's lonely and cold
Without your voice
It's bitter and miserable
Without your words
But if that's the price I have to pay
For the paths we've chosen
So be it
Feb 21, 2018
Feb 21, 2018 at 1:03 AM UTC
Being genuine
Caused me more pain
Keep smiling could've helped
Knowing to keep my distance would've helped
Maturing faster might've helped
Should I blame my depression?
Should I blame the little professional help I get?
Should I keep throwing blame?
Or just give up and go to sleep
Feb 16, 2018
Feb 16, 2018 at 6:17 AM UTC
Sunlight burns my face everyday
Yet I am cloaked in shadows
Even the moonlight burns my face
But all around me is still dark
I am a lonely soul, around the world I roam
Searching for acceptance, searching for home
Oct 21, 2017
Oct 21, 2017 at 9:10 AM UTC
See, I have a racing mind
Trapped in a sluggish body
I've dreamed an entire world outside space and time
I made it to comfort me
For when this world slips out of my grasp
And I have no hold on my sanity
My world is there, so rich, so vast
To pick me up and grant me rest
Oct 13, 2017
Oct 13, 2017 at 10:47 AM UTC
The sound of you living your life
motivates me to keep living mine,
and create my own song
to sing along with yours
Oct 8, 2017
Oct 8, 2017 at 6:07 PM UTC
Take my unfinishes melodies
and stich them into a song
Oh beloved
Your cruelty, your kindness
have both robbed me
(excerpt from "Chaandaniya" [Moonlight], written by Amitabh Battacharya)
Oct 1, 2017
Oct 1, 2017 at 8:45 AM UTC
Quarter of a century;
How quickly the years go by
Still no life plans for me
Just more dreams to pass time
As I look on at the world racing ahead
While I,
I slow down to love
Sep 25, 2017
Sep 25, 2017 at 8:39 AM UTC
I lie awake
awaiting sleep
I lie in wait
For a moment's peace
But this restless energy will not leave me be
No wide yawns or heavy lids will come to set me free
"Sleep, sleep"
I whisper, in tune to my heart beat
"Drink me"
The coffee at my bedside tempts me
I close my eyes and start to count sheep
"Sleep, sleep" I whisper softly
**** it" I eventually groan
reaching for my coffee
Sep 21, 2017
Sep 21, 2017 at 11:18 PM UTC