On some days,
My sadness is small ;
As small as a teardrop rolling down my cheek.
And on the others,
It's too huge to fit into my hands.
It stretches, it expands
And becomes a giant monster.
It visits me on lonely nights
With lilies and chocolates.
It slits my skin
And pulls out my veins
Like guitar strings
And plays a strange rhythm.
It sings gloomy songs to me
And makes me eat bitter memories for dinner.
On some days,
It hides inside my pocket like a baby bird;
And on others,
It holds my hand
Like my lover
And we go out for a walk.
It makes love to me every night
We blend into each other;
So perfectly that
We become indistinguishable.
But when I try to leave,
It screams,
Groans,
Cries,
Howls like a wolf.
It throws the crockery at me
And cuts my skin with a knife.
It bites me
And strangles me until I'm out of breath.

~ Dishita Kaushik

.
As if
The first time
Mine eyes beheld on you
I became clueless but in full hallows
You won my soul
And offered me that which seemed
Like a religion to worship and swallow


.


~
As if
Ever since
I called on the gods of courage
To help me pour out
The depths of my feelings and admirations
You've awaken a
new magic in me
As I easily curls
the fragile syllables
into sweet poems of lactations



.
~
As if
I am homeless and melodramatic
A wandering spirit cracked in delusions of nine
For its still a wonder,of how I know
The wheres to find you and think you're mine



.
~
As if
You make
Me want the **** night
To kiss the tender day early
For each time,I steals your amber-vanilla smiles,and keeps
With just a glance,and paints them in my sleeps
It makes me feel my bed as roses and
wine




.~
So Hello!

Spencer

Silence is gold,but I can keep it no
more
Just teach me
How to turn six as nine
And you as mine



as if

©Historian E.Lexano
™Recalcitration With Excellence

Little girls,
Growing up dreamers.
Dreaming of becoming a princess.
Not because of the ball gowns,
Nor the gigantic castle.

You see,
Little girls dream of,
a happily ever after,
Prince Charming,
And true love.

All these fantasies,
All these stories,
Create that feeling of longing,
That longing to have someone.
To find their Prince Charming.

Little girls,
All grown up now.
Their personality,
Their perspective,
And their dreams,
They all have changed.

But you see,
That fantasy,
That dream,
Remains.
No matter what they become
Or who they become.

Girls will always have that dream with in them.

Oh little girl,
You’re prince will come.
Bringing you’re happily ever after.

Little girl,
Don’t give up.
He’s out there.
He’s on his way.

On his way to find you.
His true love.