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613 · Nov 2017
Attitude Confessions
Ameer Mikhail Nov 2017
I just won't change,
I'm still trapped in my dark days,
Bet you aren't even proud to have me as a friend,
Apologies for everything,
Intolerable my behaviour it was,
Having dreams that'll never happen was one,
Crushing it into shards is another,
You,
Looked good as the day I met you,
This overwhelming feeling of getting you back,
Is just a distant chance gone begging,
Thanks for alerting me,
Of how much of a dump I was,
I would have gone further if I had not realized,
How miserable you were with me.
geez
271 · Dec 2017
Ill Repetitions
Ameer Mikhail Dec 2017
You got me again,
I lost to you again,
Here I go again,
Craving reattachment again.
Along with fear it appeared again,
There it was again,
Your beaming image at my doorway,
Drawing empathy out of me again,
Though I wasn't a part of the equation again,
It all was like 15th of December again,
I'm back to square again,
Sam Smith's Palace is on repeat again,
Wishing I could start over again,
But again,
I am hurting myself again,
One thing I'm asking you to do again,
Is to disappear from my mind again,
Don't catch me reminiscing again,
246 · Nov 2017
Endless Curiosity
Ameer Mikhail Nov 2017
Why,
Why no,
Why no as an answer,
Devastating it was,
Pain only known to those who once beared them,
Eating up our feelings like termites on wood.
Burying the hatchet ain't that simple though,
Especially considering how special you were to me,
Girls are easy to find,
You however,
Takes an eternity to forget.
233 · Jun 2018
Common Laws of Crushing
Ameer Mikhail Jun 2018
There's this gal in my class,
Smart and beautiful.

When she smiles out of humour,
She pushes boys like me towards the edge.

To the edge of sanity I was pushed,
I think I fell for her.
192 · Nov 2017
Ongoing Confusions
Ameer Mikhail Nov 2017
Am I just chasing the clouds?
Or shall it be like Napoleon's love,
Tried everything I did,
Unsure I am due to my confidence,
Still she refuses to take me in.

I'm changing faces everyday,
Lucky I am for not being Picasso,
As he would have spread tantalizing colours for his love,
Moving on I'm unsure,
Hoping on I'm starting to lose it,
Destined to be doomed and deserted,
I still can't seem to comprehend.

Life's a wheel,
Only mine's stopped rolling,
Once it was at the bottom.
I feel you.
181 · Dec 2017
A Gamble For The Maiden
Ameer Mikhail Dec 2017
I've been thinking about it all day long,
From the moment I first saw your photos,
To the moment I made my first move,
Anxiety was plaguing itself all over myself.
I was on cloud ten if it ever existed,
You played along like we were more than acquaintances,
And fell real hard for sweet praises,
The long-term settings were already on preset.
I fell too hard for you,
Implicating severe insanity to me,
An insanity that cost me my dignity,
As you revealed that was only a one night stand,
Although indirectly it was still a clarion call for me,
But to no avail your bizzare qualities got me shook.
Trading my dignity for your leaky attention,
I wasn't the jack of all trades,
Like the jack on the cards I felt more of myself,
You sent me packing when you left me for dead,
For now I would carry a knapsack with a clear statement,
I have fallen so hard for your true beauty my fair maiden,
But gambled everything risking to get it.
In the end,
The house always wins.
I was the biggest loser.
Ameer Mikhail Jun 2018
Everyone is famished for love,
Everyone wants a taste of it,
Everyone craves it,
Everyone needs loving.

Somebody do get loving easily,
Somebody don't have the four-leaf clover,
Somebody resort to ill methods,
Somebody act like they don't need love.

Nobody wants to taste the aftermath of love,
Nobody wants to get caught reading breakup poetry,
Nobody likes the thought of depression in love,
Nobody needs the side effects of love.

In the end,
Love is a package,
A double-edged sword.
Where everyone,somebody and nobody is equally interested in it.
148 · Nov 2017
Disturbing Remnants
Ameer Mikhail Nov 2017
Two's the magic number,
For it rings bells that cast a spell.
Where the casted can be expelled,
To a realm where you lose slumber.
Rumours say only a siesta can heal you,
Then tell me how it brings dark remnants,
Through the euphoria I had with you.
Trust me in this matter,
Neither of us wanted this,
For only in this we can find peace.
A truce it is not to be called,
When it certainly sounds like one.
If one can't even endure this atrocity,
Then is it possibly fair to have such hauntings,
Biologically harming me through neurology.

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