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Shanijua Feb 2015
It's nauseously living in a world full of nauseaous feelings while living is nauseating.

It's dying a thousand deaths while dying is a thing of terror, but dying being inevitable, while we wish we were dead.

It's a simple thing really, this thing called existing. Are we existing right now or are we yet to exist?

Humanity is tenasious. Yet, no one has any tenasion.

Aghaslty we sit, we stand, we walk, we dance, we lie. Aghastly, it's unimaginable, but we die.
  Feb 2015 Shanijua
Amitav Radiance
Words may be a hindrance
Forming hard crust over feelings
You wanted to convey
At the core of those words
The true meaning is lost forever
At times, when words don’t suffice
Pure and raw feelings are more potent
There are many miles traversed
Between the feelings and the words
Somewhere, the line is drawn inadvertently
Hurdles imaginary are the toughest ones
Endless numbers of words do not right
The wrongs meted out to the true feelings
Heart will wither away, if not revived
At the avenue where words are shunned
It’s where hearts shall meet, without prejudice
Not weighed down by the frills of words
Life is embellished with silence
When hearts do the talking, sans the words
Shanijua Feb 2015
And for once, nothing is the best thing I can think to write.
Shanijua Feb 2015
Hey dude, you are so undesireable yet you sit here as to say, "Hey, I know you want to **** me, I would too!" But sweetie, we don't. We could not care any less.
Yes, I want you as much as a tuba likes a pp. And you are as useful to me as mezzo forte is to the color guard.
Take a breath, sweet thang, and swallow that love in your heart which happens to be only filled with you, yourself, and hey what do ya know, more YOU.
  Feb 2015 Shanijua
Frecky Rosa
Let's ban poetry because it
Heals wounds without prescription,
Break borders without permission,
Adds beauty without makeup,
With words all so made up!
  Feb 2015 Shanijua
chrissy c a
4 months, 121 days, 2904 hours, 10454400 seconds later,
I still think of you.

When I'm on the train, and I look into the skies, I remember how I longed to be amongst them, because that meant I would be nearer to you.

Do you remember that night,
When it was just us two, running into the woods, late at night,
The way your lips took my breathe away,
My hands would tremble as they memorized your face,
This moment, I told myself,
made up for all the gray days.

I could still feel the way the whole world stood still for a minute,
As you kissed those 3 words onto my skin,
I swear I couldn't believe it.

4 months, 121 days, 2904 hours, 10454400 seconds later,
I still havent forgotten about it.
We had the greatest love story and you killed it
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