You know,
it takes
real efforts to keep the relations strengthened .
And by saying "real"
I literally mean it .
All those small little sweet bitter whispers to your loved ones
about maintaining consanguinity.
Keeping all the branches of emotion attached ,
well nourished by the stem
of the souls and words and holding onto each other all together by the roots of
what
is
flowing
in
our
veins ~ "BLOOD".

~
                     I don't even need water
                    
                    to feel like am drowning .
                                    
                           I don't even need
                
                       broken shards of glasses
    
                       to feel that am scarred

                                          ~

A thousand untamed words will unleash the other thousand too ,
from the memoirs ,
caged in a rust full of room ::
I will throw a pebble of darkness
into the chasm of stagnation .
Then the ripples of cold will feel,
lacerating my skin from under,
as if someone
scratching the pith of my soul frenziedly .
The denseness of blood
murkier than darkness
oozing of out my arteries
while the fallen angel
                     ~LUCIFER~
sitting on his throne ,
ardently longing me ,
TO
TAKE
ME
BY
HIS
SIDE .

Drink me through my veins ,
savoring all my sins .
Accept all the vice left in me
and find yourself ,
LYING
IN
THE
OTHER
DARK
WORLD .

You are the master of your web
You make the web you are in
You are the spider and the fly ~

She had this
          quite a way of refusal
      for the things I needed for
               consanguinity .                                     Yet I now understand why
    all the downs and downs
           she's been through
          All she can do is die
       inside a little bit more
                  for a while
             Well don't worry
                 my little girl
                  Am here to
        lift your soul a little high
               Will never bid you
                             A
                      Goodbye
♥nidhiifogaat

Vomiting the words you type,
and the backspace button,
you press to hide.
Those unwritten , unspoken , unearthed masterpieces
left out of sight !

When the blood gates open
Pressure don't care
it breaks your door
And the blood from you
will be taken some more

Desire is so deep
i think i will throw my life away

i had a dream once
but now i am awake

one must have chaos in oneself
to give birth to a dancing star

She said she can't feel her face
Right now I can't feel my heart
For your feelings there's no place
but you knew that from the start