You took your gun,
Out and point it at me,
If that makes you happy,
Just shoot me.
Endless arguments between us that never seem to be able to reach a conclusion, you were never pleased, Unless.
I was a fool.
A fool that believed,
And on your stage,
I acted my part flawlessly,
The way you wanted me to be.
Your eyes are Moon in ****,
Making mine as the Sun,
So bright it colours our tide,
Almost like that jade of mine.
At night when you’re out of sight,
I pray the clouds to move aside,
Unveiling your pretty light,
You are my ode to abide.
Pour water on me,
Set your bright eyes on me please,
And I'll grow on you.
Travel alone in a moonless night is a bliss, for the stars lightened my journey.
Without the sun and the moon is easy, for not even a shadow could bother me.
No noises, no judging eyes, no condemnation, just a mesmerising quietness.
The colours of emotions
Was it a deceit?
Alas! Could it be egoism?
Which was yours?
Black Yellow White
A separate sensations that cannot be mixed
Consumed by confusion, it engulfed me with a silent sadness.
Being deceived can caused the other party to suffer. Egoism would lessen pain for the victim, but with these two opposite traits, a relationship may fall beyond repair..
A score out of 10
My norm would be 1 on the language of love
Devoid of expression
Unable to utter love
Love is an art to many
A science to some
But an alien to me
In attempting to communicate love
Gifts and parties were thrown
How would that be matter now, because I lost you nonetheless
Expressing our love to another is a difficult thing to do probably due to a fear of being rejected ...
You lurked as my shadow
The shadow of immense love and affection
Even under the scorching sun, your shadow shaded me in my journey
Shadow that follows me everywhere, softly soothing my pain and agony
Devoted to those who help me during my illness. You know who you are..
In your nothingness, I found you
In my nothingness, you discovered her
Leaving me to grief losing you
With such heavy heart I let you go
Only to meet you often in my dreams
A dream where you are a part of my being.
I find it amused to see a person changed upon discovering a new someone. Letting them go may be best for everyone.
Unbelieving the unbelievable
A difficult changing intervals
Time flows unstoppably
Stop just for a second!
How can it be possible?
A death sentence? A mockery?
A test? Or a blessing?
Denying an undeniable, was it just a waste of my precious time?