She is the life,
He is the death.
She was mistreated,
He held no breath.
She hoped to end,
He fought to stay.
She kissed him once—
He rose,
She slipped away.

You design your internal desires
To harass a person
without their consent.
You say you want to love a soul
So truly and genuinely for what they are
Yet your 'such love' slips
Through the cracks,
Turns to a lust, reaching out
To multiple souls for their external design

The momentary satisfaction
Makes you content.

But the spiritual vacuum
Now japes you little by little
Until you weaken yourself
Right enough to be a lamb
To your own ***** ritual.

The rain was calling me
to join it.

Just like the wind that
caresses the rain, swiftly;
I joined the soaked land.

It was just me and the rain.
And suddenly, it was me,
the kind stranger with umbrella and the rain.

In the gloomy dark
I chased the light everywhere
The dark drenches me

Starry veil flickers;
Drapes in the velvet embrace,
The queen of the night.