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Amaranthine Feb 2019
I promised myself,
To take that secret to the grave.
I even dug my own grave.
Buried myself within it,
Keeping that secret locked,
In my beating heart.
I didn't know,
Some ghoul would take it out,
From my corpse,
By feeding on my dead heart.
Amaranthine Jan 2019
I noodled my childhood,
Glued it on some diary
Spooks overflowed
And came out suddenly.

With monarchic wings,
And petal eyes
Gazed back, and pinged.
I succumbed twice.

"Whatever you wrote is a lie"
Confronted one roaring voice
It disappeared in pages again
I started to feel calm, at ease.

I gave it another shot, recalled,
I had seen him somewhere before,
'Did we meet in childhood?'
Question banged on my door

Of course, "No".
I never met him before,
How can I forget,
I never had a childhood!
Amaranthine Mar 2018
My life escaped the hourglass
By Casting your silhouette
With my shadow....
It was always about you....

My life whirls in the cyclone
By Blending your illusion
With my hallucination....
It is always about you....

My life will crave the moments
By harmonizing your memories
With my doom....
It will be always about you....
Amaranthine Oct 2017
Don't blame me for being a fierce
They caged that flame in my tears

Keeping her safe for years in my heart
I feed her oxygenated rage to ignite every part

So that one day she will burn down
That cage without a key
& On that day she will flee..
Amaranthine Jul 2017
When you only breath
To pass the time
And your whole world is burnt
Then there is no use of being phoenix

When your wings are broken
To fly above the clouds
And heavy rain is there
Then there is no use of being eagle

When you have pearl inside you
To shine in the dark abyss
And you need full moon to open shell
Then there is no use of being Oyster
Amaranthine Jul 2017
A cyclone of guilt is encircling me
Do something and make me free

Guilt digs deeper in a fresh wound
Raw blood & misery that's all I found

I am standing on inhuman island
Stay up there and just give your hand

Courage is dead
But spine is
still straight dear

Hopes are dead
But wait is
Still here
Amaranthine Jun 2017
Those mountains seems blue
As I watch from far...
But they are green
As I look from near
This distance between
me and them
Changes them
From green to blue...
Then why when you
Go away from me
You still look green
Who painted you
So emerald hue?
Dedicated to my evergreen Jasper
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