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Gangothrii Jan 2021
Some lines that etches the happiness at heart,
Some left scars of pretence on our part,
They cracked the creases we called our smiles,
Look closer to see the tremors they hide.

Masks many wore tend to come adrift,
The pain we bore brought solace no swift.
Tears unshed clung to lashes with might,
Dare not fall, for there's left no fight.
Gangothrii Jan 2021
We sought to see the world so wide,
To blaze a trail that was oh, so bright..
Our dreams bore wings so feather light,
And we let them soar up the clear blue skies..

Thought paths we chose were so apart,
We clutched and held all that was dear.
Time that stole through the memories held,
Faded  but seived all that we felt.

You held my hand at time so hard,
Bent double over the laughter riots we shared..
It ripped us when the other was sad,
And chimed in together when absolutely mad!!

A friend , A foe, my sister or soul,
I know not what you mean anymore.
Vow I do for what it's worth,
not a day goes by, that I miss you the most.
For a friend who means more than life.
Gangothrii Nov 2020
For the one who loved,
out he walked,
Couldn’t stay for less,
knew there wasn’t more.

Heart that ached,
And grieved the loss,
Bore scars that never fade,
covered in icy frost.

Years later when paths met,
he knew t’was all too late,
“Do I steal a smile?”
“Or share a word?”
“Shall I stay for good?”
“Or walk instead?”

A thousand questions barged his peace,
Reminding him of an ache that shall never cease,
Suffer, shall not, his wounded heart,
He walked away to a path apart.
Gangothrii Nov 2020
Like leaf that withered and tossed in wind,
Life dangled in the realms of time
To reach, I yearned, and hold what passed,
The moments,that fled to an abyss called past

I wished to wipe those tears I shed,
And let go of those that were unshed,
To feel multifold ,all that was felt,
To pat my back and say it's alright.

Those times when hope seemed a distant dream,
I wish I knew what laid  was better ahead
When the heart that grieved what was lost and left,
I wish I knew how blessed I was.

But choices were made that could have been not,
This moment I wonder if I was better off without,
Yet I know that deep in my heart
This too shall pass like a Breeze, fear not.

To cry for what was gone is lame
To lament for what is yet is the same
To live the moment the way it should be
Is the gift to self that one deserves.
Gangothrii May 2019
Is it true that I've had enough of you,
Will I ever go back with a guilt within me..
Do these words mean nothing to you anymore,
Or is it just me left alone in this love..

Though it hurts inside,
I shall wear it with a smile,
For I will never let you see,
The scars your love caused me.

I close my eyes to see the past flash by,
All I see is your faithless accusing eyes.
A pang of regret eats my mind for all that time,
all of me,my heart, and my precious prime.

Though it hurts inside,
I shall wear it with a smile,
For I will never let you see,
The scars your love caused me.

Someday you will eat the words you threw at me,
have a door slammed shut right across your face,
That would probably be the day you realize,
what goes around does indeed come around.

Though it hurts inside,
I shall wear it with a smile,
For I will never let you see,
The scars your love caused me.

I walk  out with my head held so high,
For you're the one that lost in the battle of this love,
blinded by your ego and wallowed in your self worth,
while I wear the scars your love caused me,
with a smile right across my face.
Gangothrii Aug 2018
It’s an odd romance,
Yet it felt so right,
The charcoal that paints the pristine whites.
Like the scratches and scores across the flawless skin,
The smell of graphite sunk in her skirts,
A touch so rough, yet she yearns.

The creator smiled in delight,
The satisfaction shown in the depths,
From the soul the words formed,
Strung to a garland that met the lead.
The curves and lines the charcoal drew,
Made her quiver in pleasure and pain.

The creator dwelled in these sounds and sights,
Of the romance between his pen and paper.
Like water for a parched throat,
The words soothed many souls.
Write is all I love to do,
A delicious *******,
Between me, my book, and my pen.
Gangothrii Jul 2018
The gaze that sought my eyes were fierce,
Dark and brooding, right through they pierce,
My toes curled in fear and lust,
The thought of both left me aghast.
Shamelessly reveling in the fire in his eyes,
Melt I did, as my breath quickened.
Yes and No blurred as I answered him,
His silence in response rang through my chest.
He stood so patient, impossible for a man his kind,
For an acknowledgement, a nod, or a smile.
I lowered my eyes from the scorching heat,
My mind reeling in the endless tales it spun.
A foot away lay my temptation,
That held all my attention,
To give in was all I wanted,
For the rest would be in his arms,
A 'no' still lingered, holding me steadfast.
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