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What does it feel like.....

For all those who look for traces,
For indications,
For signs
To know what dismay looks like.....
It looks like nothing
A big blank nothing,
A nothing,
That manages to consume everything.


What does it feel like?
To look around,
Big spacious room,
Observe things, occupy spaces
Imaging it being vacant,
Would it affect anything?
Or will it just be nothing?



What does it feel like?
To hear voices,
Pretty lies and
Little rumors that resides,  
As they resonate mind with massive amplitude.
And cover the actual harsh truth
Does it damage just minor things?
Or break confidence that was building?


What does it feel like?
To search for something,
Perhaps support to cling,
Or slight hope in the surroundings?
Sometimes it could just be smiles,
Or a piece of advice.


It could be anything,
Anything at all,
That could redeem something
Of this existing dark empty being.
But maybe at some point eventually,
It would be renamed solely,
As too much of expecting.


That's what it feels like  
To move towards nothing,
As it consumes everything.
What does it feel like??
Don't


Give into
Irrational thinking,
Vague fears.
Express thoughts.


Into your


Speeches
Talks
Relieve your anxiety.
Expose your,
Scars to the world,
Stalwartly as triumphs.
Simple message through sentences
Imprisoned in four walls,
Latched windows,
Abandoned,
I looked at the clouds,
Starting at the perished soil,  
Burning in despair,


I Felt those rains.
Behind the dark hues,
Chaos it hummed,
Muttering through few claps of thunder
Acknowledging the agony,
As it pours itself on the motionless ground,
Wishing to drench it truly.


Little did I knew,
What subtle outburst could do,
As it nurtured roots of hopes,
And Thrived new lives,
In deceased core.
Hidden buds sprouted,
In abundant sun rays  


Drifted away was the misery,
With an aura of new blossoming's.
As the sky smiled,
Towards the singing daises,
Opening windows and doors,
And welcoming the essence of earth.
I stepped towards hope.
Deeper than we think.........
Few words engulfing dozens of emotions. 
Smiles covered those blushes, 
Bitterness holding hurt 
Yet ample of hidden love 

Just Like the phases of a bud
 Blooming into a beautiful flower. 
I discovered this sweet affection

Turning into a desperate passion 
Setting souls on the spark of desire  
Rekindles the thirst of a wild lover.

Once again,
On those fruitful aims. 
To behold u in those arms, 
Naked with the vulnerability of truth.  
Listen to that melodious voice. 
As heart unfurled those dark hues 

I know I'm not worth it sometimes.
To hold so pure and untamed soul. 
Yet I wanna be blemished with ur scars. 
To hold them as victorious marks 
Symbolizing all the love..
 that wants to build its way.
#love
#dreams
#romance
#bitterlove
Alone with you in a room,
We let our immature love bloom ,
As u groped beside me,
Your fragrance disturbed the calmness,
Fire blazes my innocent soul.

Ignites desperation to touch those curves ,
Bravely I glide that hair,
Touch that skin creamy n fair
Intoxicated by desire
I glide my fingers across the beauty,
Feeling your numbness,
Gulping throat,
Send magical shivers abode.

Racing heartbeats
Quivering lips
Closing eyes & blushing cheeks
Capture that instilling look in memories
I latch our mortal frames.
In the journey of eternal pleasure.

Ripples flow through the veins,
As I savor the sweetest  taste
But a mild fear generates,
Am I worth discovering u?
Part 2
Soon to come  😌
What could I've ever asked for?

As I laid naked in the scorching sun,
Burning flesh with agony,
Pain to ablaze strongest cords
Deciphering which hurts most
Was its eyes?
Or ears?
Was it skin?
Or was it the throat?

What could I've ever asked for?
Lying in screeching silences,
Whispering darkness,
Looking at the light,
Craving for illumination
Will it ever reach me?

What could I've ever asked for?
As I hear the rumbling crowd,
Through the windows,
Voice enunciating,
The actual voice,
I wanted to hear

What could I've ever asked for?
As I stood there,
Speaking the truth,
Amidst the empty benches
Only to be heard by the walls.

Tell me what could I've ever asked for???
Maybe it's just simple things we all ask for.
A little piece of you,
With a big piece of me,
Vulnerable yet strong,
Depending on true hearts,
To listen,
To speak,
To build,
Scattering pieces,
Into imperishable we.

— The End —