I m ten foot beneath,
Far away from light,
Struggling for breath.
If feeling lost,
is like falling,
I ve reached the beds,
To the ocean of nowhere
I don't know how,
If the sound of my heart troubles me,
yours will ease the fear
and soothe me.
For times where life made no sense but still continued invariably.
In between your arms
Wrapped to your heart,
I heard it beat.
It went thud, thud, thud.
With each exhaling breath,
The rhythm played soft.
I smiled against your neck
Feeling your grip.
If I belonged,
It was here, close to you.
The rhythm was slow,
Our hearts synched.
I smiled some more hearing what I thought,
I heard you say,
"this is home"
Stand or fall together,
I ll be yours forever.
And if there s beyond,
I ll be there too.
They moved along the expanse of my back,
Nipping my skin here and there.
No matter how hard I tried it happens each night.
Wait, I was talking about those
What'd you think?
Lol, I know. That just came out of nowhere
Into the dense canopy of a bamboo forest.
It smelt of spring on the summer leaves.
A silence accompanied our little stroll,
Each word we spoke came back as an echo.
A full moon looked down on us, the breeze blew bringing hints of muted snow.
I leaned Onto your shoulder and thought "this was too good to last"
somehow became ours.
I m glad you were along.
No matter what you'd have to say
Your heart ll eventually leap to the choices,
you missed to make.
truth in the irony
No matter how far I go, I d come back to you,
No matter who says no, I ll still belong to you,
No matter what, I m never letting go of you.
Happy year one, for the more to come.
I was good at being good.
Then somehow it all fell apart.
I either felt too tight
They thought I was'nt right.
Either way, I m no longer what I used to be.
For all the times I ran.
All the times I pushed you away,
All the times you were hurt
Here we are, just to begin all over again.
I sit by the window of my train,
There's a sweet lullaby of screaming kids,
They keep me awake.
I look out, not stargazing, not seeing,
don't know what to look
or what I m searching.
If there is one thing constant it's the sway,
it keeps moving, all through the way.
She's sweet enough to sway my dear train,
but I was not weary enough to give in to the call of tired.
It was a weird trip without a blink of sleep.
Long train trips :)
Perhaps we re all diamonds.
Hurt to beauty,
So much practice,
no use at all.
I hold on tight,
They still fall.
She waxes, she wanes.
Grows and descends.
Such beauty such elegance.
The moon, really is the sun's descendant.
You're the past I craved for.
The present I adore.
The future I want.
I love you.
It s better than anything I ve written so... Here goes.
She looked me in the eye and gave me a grin.
She held me by my arms and said listen.
I pressed my ear to her tummy and heard a weird rhythm.
I looked up with wide eyes as if to question.
She hugged me and said "say hello you're having a sister!"
I remember squealing in joy,
here we are six years later,
she s grown up so much,
to be an imp now,
May I add?
the most entertaining one.
My Life assume is like a thread that makes a dream catcher.
Most of the time I spend wondering if there will be enough to make the web,
But, when I m done making it'd be a splendid article.
For those who don't know what a dreamcatcher is, it was used by native American tribes. Believed to fend of bad dreams.. it's an intricate design made inside mainly a circular object. And it looks beautiful.
Like bright sunrises, scarlet roses and every star within our reach.
The world bustles with opportunities with each sip from my cup of coffee
Wild was her colour.
Freedom her attribute.
She was all chaos like a forest fire.
he chose to stay
and decided burn himself down
She falls like caress on the ground.
Washing the bad,
Each speck of her speaks of love.
She was gifted perhaps from the moon,
She was drowning she knew it.
But that was nt what hurt.
He pretended like he was nt the reason.
That was what did.
It was ticking when I got my heart broken.
It ticked as I found my way back.
It shall tick even if we all were to perish and die,
that old clock, counted days of my life.
Ticking seconds like heartbeats
as if to remind nothing last forever.
Time matches with the brook in an aspect.
"For me may come men and men may go, I go on forever."
She knew things were bad,
but insecurity just pulled her down.
She sure was scared,
In the end she did stand up.
Words might become dark.
They might fade.
They might blend in and may not.
But they remain forever, just like scars.
If being in pain is scary,
letting the world see what,'s on your head is worse.
A regular battle between the dearest brain and heart.
Glass and ice are pretty much the same.
When hard, and sculpted they seem flawless.
Only, one cuts, the other melts.
To me they are the same. Your opinions are yours.
Everything was bright but now I ain't so sure.
I want you to know, no matter where I go, my heart is yours,
The moments we had were too beautiful to shatter,
Tell me you ve got my back,
Despite the facts.
Keep believing in me, no matter what, troubles come past.
This might not be an actual poem. The thing is, I owe an apology.. I m not sure what to do, And so I wrote like you all did.
He was walking a little behind me.
"Hey" he called out for me to come back,
I look around, to find a serious, look in his eyes
I run back to him and asked " you okay?"
And he nodded then said,
" you got a little something there.."
I hid my face,
**** humiliation levels all time high!
He chuckled a little then held me tight and said, "I meant me"
I whispered not to him but to myself,
"Your the best of what I have close to truth"
He heard me raised his eyebrows and replied
"Well, I love you"
Best friend- you wanna **** her/him and then die for them
I know I m bound to fall.
And, when I fall I shall break.
But when I m up I m sure,
You ll be there.
What would nt I give, to say "shut up"
To my brain.
And, somehow make it listen..
Your thought's are nt you.
But they are bad enough.
The thing about being alone is,
That's exactly what you wanted.
And, When they leave you be,
You don't really like it.
I was close, so close I smelled it on my hair.
It smelled like ash, not everyone likes it, but I did.
It's my element.
Part of who I am.
We re all fire.
Rather a match than the forest.
I know forever is a longtime.
And that happy endings are for Disney,
But I really want you.
Just you, Forever
That moment, where someone you always wanted to check on, wants to talk to you.
You can't find the words nor the guts..
The sketches I drew on me,
were perhaps the ending lines of what we had.
But no matter what I did,
your steam grew back.
I m not sure which is worse.
You lying because you can't say the truth and then getting judged for it
telling the truth and then getting burnt by the weight of it.
#truth #lie #confussed.
She stood before the mirror.
Her face had no scars as such.
Her heart did.
I did it, cause they thought
That one moment, when your stuck.
Your heart screams, and your brain says "hush".
That moment where tears press hot against your eyelids, but don't fall.
That moment you wish if you could do it all, over again.
Only this time, choose him,
And not let him walk away.
#brain #heart #war.
I don't really know how,
But, every star spoke of him.
Every thought led to him.
And, everything I saw, screamed of him.
Somehow it was beautiful.
I asked him what this was, he smiled
In his way, almost shyly.
And whispered against my cheek sweetly "It's called loved"
And I believed him almost instantly.
She fell from the cliff,
Her heart drummed hard.
But something happened,
She was surprised!
When she fell, her wings
Before she knew she glided past the vast ocean,
In the calm of the blue sky.
She found joy in her fall.
She had realised, you learn to fly,
Only when you
She opened the door and looked down an isle
There stood a little something
"Who are you?" she asked
The thing was small the size of her fist but seemed to smile, she wondered why.
"I m your heart" it replied.
"What are you doing outside me?" She pondered.
Now it laughed and said,
"I m looking for home my dear, i ve concluded that you, are'nt even close to it"
They say "you never know what you had unless it's gone."
That's not the thing.
You knew what you had.
What you did not know is
It was the main aspect of your life
And, that you can't possibly live without it.
You d survive. Not live.
There is a difference.
That random feeling,
Your homesick but not for home.
Your missing someone, your not sure who.
You want something. But again you don't know what.
Right now, I m drenched in that feeling.