My whole world,
Was build around you.
When you came out walking,
Down it came, crumbling too.


Its ok,
I convinced my heart.
So I build a wall from scratch.


Granular cement,
Plastered over my body.
Layered bricks on top of me.
Under the concrete,
In a tomb, I slept.
Surrounded by roses,
Laid in a thorn's bed.

Navigating my thoughts,
I wish to breathe a sigh of relief.
A momentarily pause,
I seek a home to sleep.
A pounding heart,
I have no versatility in my hand.
A red rose,
That bleeds black.
Non- existent in your lap.
I am not neglecting,
But truly,
I have been doubting for too long.
If I am all that I have,
I am not prepared for the next storm.

You have your hands around my mouth,
That's ok because I don't need to shout.
I have patience in me,
That transcends with tranquillity.
What you are trying to breach,
Isn't woven in my sleep.
You can't devour,
The wrath of my silence.
This fight you give,
Stand alone,
With swords of your violence.
Shielded so tight,
A loner in the battlefield.
A gun- you coward,
Words are what I weave.
Solitarily I stand,
On the brink of my ruins.
A pariah mould,
Knows not to fix what's not broken.

The one that logged beneath me,
Leaching to my ethereal body.
A voyage,
Steered by an eclipse.
My thoughts that clogged her spirit.

I put my baby to sleep,
Feeding her a spoonful of hope,
Dormant her little screech.
I put my baby to sleep.

Hush baby,
A mother knows what she knows best.
A dragon that breathes fire,
Lying under my breast.

Hoarding the treasure,
With pride, she naps.
Memories of distance love,
Rejuvenating what she had.

My baby is sleeping,
So I try to keep it quite.
I stand with poise.
So my baby can sleep tonight.

I can hear a crumble,
Of the new that is awaking.
I am getting old and frail,
And she is showing her teeth.

Cuddle me,
Under your embrace ,
Beneath the tender sun .
Huddle in,
Just a little closer.
Till passing of this unknown strom.

Be gentle,
Try not to scrape,
My healing wounds.
Be calmer,
You are with me,
We will get through.

We are hurting,
We are healing,
Sewing the sweet pain.
You unravel,
We are unhinged,
Show me your cruel face.

Why are you so near?
Standing so close to me.
I don't have anything prepared,
I am an overspend prophecy.

Why do you want to touch?
A  river-
That will scotch you on the surface.
Don't bring the courage to dive,
Who is going to carry your remains?

You desire to fill the plate.
With the treasured moments,
That your inner heart weaves.
But why should I give you my hand?
Am I that incomplete?

Venturing, you are,
With the best interest.
To restore and bring back,
Accommodating every step.

I lean but I don't ignite.
I see what you strive.
You are asking for more than,
What you are willing to fight.

I turn around the page,
A new chapter,
Beckoning new days.
Little swam,
Leaving their prints on the lake.
I don't wish to be forgotten,
Shying away, form the grievous days.
I carry my two legs,
Ride them on my back.
I walk with my soul upfront,
So, I don't dare to take a step back.