Tis tis I whilst say
I'm a mad hatter of love today
As many wilt say they shalt live for it
Guess I'm just weird
I'd die for it!!!

Verily, verily I tell thou

Is it not funny oh h.p seeker?

How the world seeks love on earth and beyond space, in magazines, in dope, in memories of hope, in malls, and in gym's, in mansions, castles and sin!!!!

Yet,

It was right in front of them the whole time
As they wasted all those days searching

What they didst not know is it was there all along!!!

Wait; don’t pull the sheets, just yet
Give me a moment to breathe, to let the last tear fall
A broken heart still lies on an unmade bed

Let the smoke clear of the red stained cigarette
It’s funny, how even in daylight, a whisper darkens all
Wait; don’t pull the sheets, just yet

What is love, if not an exciting game of roulette?
Time played its hand; better place a bet, fate now holds the ball
A broken heart still lies on an unmade bed

To be fair, it wasn’t all blood, tears and sweat
Who was the winner who was the loser? It was far too close to call
Wait; don’t pull the sheets, just yet

Tell me, would I be easy, to write off as a love lost; to forget
Or do you, like me, spend sleepless nights, for a late night phone call
A broken heart still lies on an unmade bed

Don’t close your eyes, there isn’t much to regret
I’m not ready yet, to release my breath; for the curtain call
Wait; don’t pull the sheets, just yet
A broken heart still lies on an unmade bed

-പ്രിയാന്ഷി ദാസ്‌

Supernaturally,
                           I shalt leave mine body
Tis,
     Its far past due...

Tis,
      A simple adieu!!!

Candy eyes ****** me
Angel kind please loose me
Suicide induce me
As I feel thine lingering omnipresence...

I seeketh that vehement hospitality
Nothing shy
All open
With one proud to be

I'm sick of dreams
I'm sick of screams
Like a baby with no milk

I seeketh one
For this blood to be spilt
And her to pump this broke choked heart

No jokes
No farce

No remorse
No darts


Crumbling
Mine brain is swelled by clotted destruction
I canst function

Sick and disgusted by these wanting's of hands to stroke mine face
A separate place

Wherein no man doth enter
Wherein me and her are the center

Of ourn own universe!!!

A tear trickles down
Mapping a trail of sorrow
Tinged with happiness

Assiduous aster couple
Defendant's of moral code,
Picking plenty of garden truffel's
Elation of electrology gonidium grove

Flex branches
Flexed to granial proportion,
Mad hatter like parkway's
No psychedelic distortion

All is real here
Tis the Jasmine's are kept in Jardiniere's
Kaddish shalt be spoken in different language
Blessed holy every seven years

No keno like chances
All is predetermined fate,
Candles on ourn table
Lap-robes to fit ourn date

A dame to all remission
Whilst Damiana to lax ourn sense
Chocolate bag's of smothered kisses
Ourn bodies to eachother to taste as mints

We shalt leave the world on doorstep
Coronet's upon ourn domes
Coroniform shapely spirit's
Corposants of ourn own ghost

Correlation of childer childe
Chimeres to glaze ourn agile
Fragile as pottery
Ourn story is painted upon!!!!

Tis I say,
              Tis I do
Tis she's I,
                 Tis she's you
Tis I say,
               Tis our love
                                      A Starbucked brew,
Tis I know,
                   I love her to!!!

Venerate propriety
Blithe society
Merger of varieties

(Saccharine penchant)

Tis,
     For the queen didst I mention?

Her gravity ****** me in soo deep,
  
I got lost

For her doth mine apparition she keeps so urbanely!!!