at first, I embraced euphoria
the overwhelming desire of being free
seeing the skies so stunning
hearing the rhapsodic humming of birds
such as that, I roamed halcyon earth
but deep down, I hanker for passion
found a person who gave so much memories -
the blazing heat that touches my skin;
whenever I shred,
there's she who filled the emptiness
then I started feeling so alive;
as she stares at my lovely eyes
as she unravels my clothes --
and starts making love
As I gasped for air and fell inlove with pain
the morose agonies was my light
and paradise became my darkness
whereas, my demons were placid,
it possessed me for I embraced their torture
and started feeling so euphoric in pain
I can feel the promise of pain
that she won't leave, she will stay.
Invade my profile please and my works will not disappoint you.
i always told her that this isn't love
we were just seeing two empty doves
floating above our minds to control
to change the fate of lost soul
we were both enraptured with greed
just turned into monsters to bleed
is it wrong to love similar to you?
or is this a sin to be true?
both doves had weep for many days
while sensing the heat in so much blaze
our demons inside began to get lost
such until our fate wander and crossed
she is art, unique, a dire perfection
chained in lust but devoured by affection
she is heaven-sent, a tormenting angel
who agonize thyself and put into spell
we we're lost souls force to meet in lust
shattered in pieces and thrown in disgust
struggling beyond the things undiscussed
but I left her because of the people I trust
I want her to know that she's my biggest regret
for losing her was my death to forget
please don't steal my work, this is made from my heart.
a flower with perfection blooming every night
with a sweet-scented smell but averse to light
she was a wicked flower on leaving a strange mark
withered in sun's rays but lived again in the dark
the wicked flower, loathed the sun's heat and gleam
everyday, her petal wilt and looses one as it seem
roaming in distinct grounds, digging up any mess
but the guilt of the providence gave an erroneous guess
her petals travelled and noticed the sun's heat
burning her in flames and crumble into sheet
the moon never came back, as the flower is dying
one by one her petals brawl and endure the vying
the flower wail in gloom, ignited by the blaze of the sun
she thought about hope but never come into one
she was the wicked flower, died because of the light
and never breathe again because of the fright
When hope appears in jeopardy
Through tortured retrograde.
Turn weakness into weaponry,
Let misfortune whet your blade.
In teary moments haunted
That darkness ratifies,
Forge fear into your gauntlets
Turn doubt to battle cries.
When faithfulness does crumble
And nerve begins to yield.
Mould aches and scars and stumbles,
To serve you as your shield.
Through all that does assail you
But one truth you must fulfill -
When heart or breath does fail you,
Be sure your spirit never will.
if you want someone to talk to, i'm always here
you are my sunshine in my darkest cloud
you made my heart flutter amongst the crowd
you are my rainbow after my melancholy's rain
you still made my eyes twinkling tho i'm in pain
you are my only hope my love in times of despair
those exquisite memories of ours, i planned with care
you are my undying love in this ruthless earth
love me forever for we're destined since birth