Farther than the farthest we will ever be ..
but closer than the closest we will ever seem .
Tighter and wiser do the bonds grow ,
stronger and deeper does the hounds follow .
Lovelier and beautiful it ever stays,
among the wicked eyes that preys.
Wars and wages follow ,
to hound the wicked hollow.
The only things worthy ,
the only things that matter ,
the only sentences that come
are the pleas full of sorrow ,
but the things that give me strength ,
are my best friends help ,
their love makes me go on .
Their cheers make me tear past the veils .
I'm way to lucky , its the truth.
i know that you are jealous ,
and its your fates fruit ........
May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 11:23 AM UTC
The time that passes by
With flower’s blossoming bright
Counting days along seconds
Separating moment ‘s from memories
Crazy scribbles become massive scripts
A fun joy turns into a pained bliss
A summer with no ******
Like a power with no cover
Baby steps into staggered walk
Scrapped tears are now from pained fears
Sweet perfection seems like cruelty
A step improved unravels hidden dreams
Stuttering talks are now paragraphs
A lovely innocence on its way for a round about
As I sit and write with happy tears
Observing and recollecting all their wondrous layers
Distinguishing their past
Dreaming about their future
Just to see them bloom
To try take a leap at being free
I try hiding a grinning smile
Seeing their pleas with muffled cries
To tell them the story of two lovely boys
Who grew past their heart’s lair
May 13, 2015
May 13, 2015 at 3:34 AM UTC
A missed chance,
a missing glance .
A missed train,
on a roller-coaster lane.
Some things missed.
Some feelings on list.
A wild chase,
the wilder's gaze.
A trembling lip,
on the mystery's tip
A worried prey,
In the shades of grey.
Life and love,
in the wombs of a clove.
A tattooed word ,
on the heart of a flightless bird.
But still a muse,
to the one who refused.
A lovely rejection,
For the freedom worth every reflection
Mar 21, 2015
Mar 21, 2015 at 3:51 AM UTC
Pain endures life,
Love acquires lies,
Plucking and satisfying,
all the wicked ties..
Mar 20, 2015
Mar 20, 2015 at 7:49 AM UTC
a thousand times i searched
to find the place i crave for ,
a thousand years have gone by
just to start it again .
would i ever find my place .
would i ever quench this thirst ,
To believe in something ,
To belong to something ..
even with a thousand wishes to fulfill
i guess I'm gonna start new again ..
Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 11:07 AM UTC