Silent crimson tears rolling and trickling deep into the heart's shallows
My Goddess, tell me how could i ever wipe them off?
        ...off the cracks of my swelling cardiac veins
Your decline burning and heating my skin without consuming it
Now, watch my chest choke in failing to cough out the pain of your fall...
     ...the fall of my beautiful rose, to be by strangers trampled upon forever
So it's possible for a Goddess to be consumed in mortality's weakness ?


These Khalisees and Aphrodites consoling me, say you are at peace now
And if i keep mourning your soul will boil in the heat of trouble
But i remember you said only I, was your all...i know i was your peace
And now, isn't this restlessness i hold a manifestation of the love i have for you?
A love whose purity has been choked by the sword of nature and time-frame
May your soul come again...
For how could i ever dance to the song of life without the strings of your soul?
Strings that went breaking when you my goddess proved to be a mortal

Now that her lips taste like comfort...
I sold my mind and,
Lost touch of reason and my within.
I made sense of the senses.
Murdered forever by her smiles,
I have fallen harder than fallin'.
In every kiss scripts of whispers blow;
"I am a pathetic victim of my emotions".

I broke a heart...
She cried so much, demons felt her sadness.
It's better this way, it's the only way I could ever get to you.
Dear future wife...
But what If you become my next victim?
I'm a ferocious wolf racing your pass.
Stop me and fix me, before we meet.

I loved the sound my heart made when it broke
---like a sweet harp lullaby so i danced

I am addicted the memory of her scream; "I don't need you anymore"
---sounded so lovely

I melted at the cracking sensation of my ice cold lips
---when her warmth walked away

The hell smell of my burning soul when she walked away felt nice

So, my lady love...

Would you break my heart for me too,
Please?

It feels better, Laika.
Watching the nóise die mute.
The night air cold and sweet.
And my heartbeats spelling your name.
Silence, tonight, tastes sweeter than rhythms and blues.
When loneliness walks beneath the stars,
It's the brightest of these days that will mirror the me in your dreams.

I found poems of your curves sway in my soul-
So I loved you eternally.
Some hid beneath my fingertip prints-
So I tattooed them down your skin in caresses.
I stayed wide awake when the memory of you painted poems of sweet insomnia in my weary eyes.
So I sweetly sang with a mellow voice simply coz your smile shaped poetical lyrics to my rhythm.
And now -
I feel one last poem of your immortal beauty sleep beneath my lips-
- kiss is away.

Her depression is a whisper: 'You aint good enough Beckie'

Its a look in the mirror, 'n' all she sees is nature's worst mistake

So she's found caged from time-travelling to her greener planets

Coz her depression is an album of torn pictures of Cupid's ******

Wakes up one morning 'n'  just bundles herself in the corner

Its a feeling of a cold liquid trail on her cheeks 'Oh, i am crying', for no reason

Its her untraveled lonesome whisper that kisses her apart

And she gets to hear the clock tick and lazily sing on the wall;

...sings of the goodbyes she said without reasons at all...

So sometimes she just wants to pull her heart outta her rib cage and...

throw it away simply coz she can do without it

Coz her depression is a silent hormonal war

I just hope you have an umbrella...
See

I'm not like real men or strong men.

Coz men don't cry

I do, sorry...

I'm one of those weak men that turn into tears when emotions attack.

So when I propose, can we do it in the rain?

So you won t see my tears through the rain.

One day I too shall be like you;
Able to live without me.
That one day...
You too shall be like me;
Unable to live without you.
None of us had to fall, and yet, still...
I did...fall.
And I'm a mess, for now.
But I do wait, baby...
For that one day.

At the stroke of Love we
        both became poets and...
At the strike of a heartbreak we became a
                  a Sad
                   Sad
              Sad Poem

Now we both think and believe love is pain...
Always and inevitably painted and scripted in painful vowels
        And all promises in it nothing but broken dry ‘vow-wells’

Our bodies lying next to each other, yet, windows to hearts shut
The sun in our eyes turning ice-cold
This
is
the
Afterlove
              where...
Without one another, we
           keep kissing each other’s shadows and silhouettes
Baby, could there be a life after love? In the Afterlove...?

Deletes her number...
Misses her...
Downloads that song...
And the bass-guitar at the beginning invites to memory, the scent of her conditioned hair.
When the lyrics reach the second line and verse?
Her number comes back to mind- jus' like that.  
So he writes it down, saves it back to his phone.
And now...
He remembers she said; "You'll think of me"
-before the door slammed...

She
     Pulled him
      Jumped onto him
        Kissed
                      him
          Touched him
                                  hard
             Harder and deeper inside
                She liked it- her face smiling
                                                  -more I ever seen her do

               Then
      Turning around I'm there:
              Watching

'Baby I can explain!'

But baby your actions explain louder!

Broken
               Nailed
                            Smashed
                      ­                   Drowned
                                                      Fro­zen
I wanted you to be my wife
I did 'trust' you, us.
Trust- its a shame I did

I Just Unboxed A Heartbreak...

There has been a War, in my heart!
Your "I Love You"...
...a CeaseFire

The one soul we become when nights are this cold...
The strength we become when we bath in each other's weaknesses...
The love we dance to when get lost in each other's smiles...
My baby love, I'm hopeful that tonight
Ed Sheeran will find us and say
You and I are one soul in two bodies
You and I, are perfectly, his songs alive

A pressure between us thirsts for each other's lips.
Softly hunts the hot desires under our skins.
Between squeezed sheets we whisper silently.
Tongue strokes
.... Limbs locked
.........fists clenched.
Through the sparkle of our sweat we know;
The walls have contortioned meanings of our stray low pantings.
Gently we tremble in pleasure....
........and settle in sweet weakness.

Right in the quietest hour of the night...

She wears the jacket he forgot in her room...

Walks to that pond he liked...

...and she dives deep under.

And she stays there searching;

For that tear-drop he leaked and dropped into it

...She needs it...

To erase the ink she tattooed on his heart saying,

"goodbye"

"Bend the knee", they whisper.
Their command is a secret to a magic show whose tricks I have known.
I have seen life unfold in truths I have read; "Gods will be gods".
Placed a hunger for eternity in man...
They have wiped out best laid plans in vanity.
Tossed of us in immortality...
Whole they get drunk in being worshipped.

Look At The Cracks On This Heart She Broke
They're Deep Trenches And Caves
In Them I Hide...
Close My Eyes And I See Her One More Time
Its Where I Replay The Song Of Her Promise
Her Smiles And Giggles On Repeat
Where I Whisper, "I Was Loved"
So,
Don't Pull Me Out
Don't Bury These Cracks I'm Stuck In
Its The Only Place I Kiss A Love One More Time
Fck Closure
Fck Moving On...
This Depression Shall Be My Sword
Heroes Of Love Die This Way 🥲
"Let's Do It Better In The Next Life Baby"
My Last Words!

What happens when you see blood stains on one of my pages?
...of  heart that I broke that still curses my dreams.
The feeling is gone-
                               I tore the page away.
Can't you see I sold my soul to vanity?
Angels burnt the pages I had scripted the **** part of me.
Stop reading my eyes-
My iris are torn pages of unmemdable separation.

One day you will come to me...

Between my blue and black sheets...

I will cut my heart into little pieces...

And all night long...

I will fix the pieces into the holes and cracks in your heart...

...and mend you.

It's easy to reconnect with ones you love, right?
Not when love hates and hurts you.
And you become a walking pained reject...
But where in the world can you run from pain?
Where memories won't haunt your dreams.
Is there a freedom day from shadows across your shoulders?
The day you decide to pull your heart outta your chest...
And throw it away -
                                   ...that's when.

Sobriety is hurt...
Washin' away with evey drop into my soul,
I have seen your face and the memories of us in the dark sparkle of my whiskey.
So I keep drinking...
These sips draw a shelter of your face beneath my eyes.
In bounds outside sobriety lies peace.
And...
My lady love...
It's the only place I find You,

Are you living life…
Or simply watching
Do you know the difference?
Between shadows in your light,
And silhouettes in your darkness.
Are you able to draw the line?
Between lips kissed and virgins     loved gently
-and mere fantasy?
Nasilla-
Every morning I know- I may not last the day
In evenings, I may not last the night.
While my heartbeat lasts-
         Kiss me.

"Ignorance is bliss" they say.

One tap to the veil, a wonder lies beneath it.

A love dumped and buried grows, stronger.

And it's memories burn, indeed mightier than a burning flame.

Memories of a sweet ex taste much holier than a new found love.

While some have scripted endings of, "and he kissed the bride..."

Nature purposed us to become syllables of tragedies.

I Heard Love Rises Like A Warm Dawn
....Heard It Flies Like A Monsoon Calm
         It's Feet Gently Land Like Jazz
             Sinking Deep Like Still Waters
                A Wine's Sting On A ****** Tongue

With You,
Yours Came Gushing Like ***
All My Barricades Swept Away...
Exposed Defencelessly To Your ****
Your Storm Ripping My Soul Fair 'n' Square
Little Woman, Keep Spinning On Me!

Tell Me Little Woman
Are You An Artist Of Stone Art?
That You Waited This Long...
Just So They Bully And Turn My Heart To Stone
Only For You Soulmate,
To Come And Carve Your Name Into It
A Love Forever Scripted In Stone
The Purpose Of Love's Pain Atoned


©josh