Sometimes three words
Can put your heart in flames
Sometimes the same three words
Can break it just the same
Dec 20, 2017
Dec 20, 2017 at 5:02 AM UTC
I could have stopped
Right then
For I'm fed up with everlasting bumping into barriers of your heart
And struggling thorns
On stems
Of dry red roses burried deep within your silent art
I could have hid
No more
I fostered feelings wrong
You stopped me then
"Hush now
Be still and listen to the song"
Dec 20, 2017
Dec 20, 2017 at 5:01 AM UTC
binding time
when firing hearth
sprinkling cologne smelling wine
but the time has by the time gone far.
twenty first of ember
fortnight late for goals to be.
twenty first mistake, however
goals are coals burning glee.
for no longer
you await me after work
claiming bees are busy homewards
knowing bees are sleeping not.
hazel would reveal
one to seven, nutshell-strong
while capitals are running short
while walnut's acting wrong.
walnut misses hazel.
why they hardly ever meet?
were nut shells intruded with a razor
or the hazel lost the seed
Dec 20, 2017
Dec 20, 2017 at 4:59 AM UTC
Unable to recall
Lamantine, sea foam
Merging into fairy form
You be mermaid at my home
Unable to recall
How you made a midnight call
How I was the only one
Guarding you in midnight run
Unable to recall
Lemons, glitter, noir coat
Rain accompanying you sole
Purity of autumn rot
Unable to recall
Tied up hands and city hill
Body fastened, droplet role
Frozen lips and silence zeal
Baby, I forgot
How you cheated at the spot
When I didn't look away
When I had a lot to say
Dec 20, 2017
Dec 20, 2017 at 4:59 AM UTC
When the world stops for a minute who
Recognises every wrinkle I drew
Where you have laid
Have you laid
But never managed to stay
(When the) night comes for our room
(And the) day drowns in sound of monsoon
You can say
Can you say
What was wrong all this time
(When you) whisper clouds of the might
(And the) sky falls loud to reveal daylight
For your voice breaks
Your voice breaks
All the mess into lines
When the world stops for a minute, will
You seek me in the silence of hills
On mountaintop
In depth of the world
But does it ma-tter still
Dec 20, 2017
Dec 20, 2017 at 4:58 AM UTC
the salty tearful taste on the tongue
reminiscing good old times. outside
the smell of memories and the violet fragrance
planted on her collar bones.
veil of sadness on the nose tickles past
that locked thoughts in the darks of luminous
spring she came in the heart
making all the feelings turn against but crush down.
Oct 29, 2017
Oct 29, 2017 at 1:20 PM UTC
I have got no pockets
To put my hands in
They're freezing and hurting
And it's not what I mean
Should I keep on running
From perpetual cycle of petals in my
Rumbling disaster, darling,
That they call my mind
Both my eyes ever searching but
Have left on vacation now
I have been in a bed with girls
But I can't cheat on my thought of you, girl, anyhow
Tell me why should I worry
And conceal it in all those watery lines
I may not be controlling
Everything I rhyme
You're the wall and a door
You're a dream and the ruthless purest truth
There's a glory for every wolf
To howl on the moon
And when I told you I lost a half
Lost a person to whom my heart has gone
I told you you're the only one
That makes my blood run
She said I feel the same
That's when my heart was flying over dust
Just to drop when she clarified
That she felt it to the one she had loved
Oct 19, 2017
Oct 19, 2017 at 10:14 PM UTC
where do they go
when i erase my words
that just weren't
meant to be here
where do i go
when i hide
my self
that, what if,
was not meant
to be here
Sep 18, 2017
Sep 18, 2017 at 10:27 PM UTC
when i try to rhyme
i feel like i was handed
a pencil
into my left hand
when i am a right
handed person
Sep 16, 2017
Sep 16, 2017 at 2:04 PM UTC