Unconquered feelings in a corner of my heart
Unsaid yet true
Blurred memories of the past
And the beautiful scars
Does destiny have a different plan for me?
That I want to burn away
All the memories
Hauntings of the past
That trembles my fingers in the dark
The letters of void
The journals of love
Poetries
Magical ones
My knees feel weak amidst the crowd of the town
My cold eyes numb
My soul feels broken
Dreams shattered
Maybe the destiny wants me to find peace under the stars
Under the calm moonlit and the dark night sky

there is always
only one person,
in the whole world,
and it's never me.

It's difficult to be back,
If you never have been away.
So, just stay.

That's the problem with feelings,
As such,
Either you don't have them,
Or you have them too much.

I know the way I look isnt great.
I know.
We are all different and beautiful.
Do you ever walk into a Forrest and see a 'perfect tree' no? Because they simply dont exist, every tree has its issue. Some lean this way or that, even some have a little bit too much moss, but humans think there beautiful. What about yourself or others.

it would seem
i've lost
the tempo
there, unhinged
behind my eyes

some years ago
it came undone
and ever since,
i'm telling lies

maybe you've noticed
the patterns of my speech
the tossed and fumbled looks
the talking out of turn
the longer way i took

sometimes i get a feeling
consistent with my youth
just tinged a slightly different hue--
then, i can live with truth.

but brave into the cut i go
for gracelessness awaits me there
and i pick out tiny crystals
from a lazy haze solution