All the great men talk about the wrath of God
but only a few dare to mention His love.

They were kneeling in front of Him to ask for forgiveness.
He liked their prayers so much that He took them straight to heaven.

Under those cold sheets
I mapped my whole world
on his skin.

He was a piece of abstract art
And she was in love with complicated colors.

I remember that fire burning in my bones
as you spit those words on my face
and turned your back on me.
My heart ripped out of my chest
and cursed you for turning into a monster
as I stood there trying to breath.
I still get goosebumps thinking of when
you leaned and whispered to my heart,
"Don't worry fool, you'll fall and get hurt again."

Since that day, I have wasted every second
trying to prove you wrong.
for this time I can't let you win.

How many marks will you cover to forget my existence?
My love, I've branded you with scars that are a part of your soul.

I have so many stories to tell to the world yet I have so little time. My whole life may be spent but it won't be enough for me to pour out the tales I have known.
Maybe if someday I die, you can come and sit by my grave and listen to all those untold tales.
Life or death cannot contain my words. I was born to spill words into this world and I will always do that. Always.

When I was a kid, I use to slide on the curve of the moon
and play hide and seek with the stars.
The moon got replaced by the empty bottles of wine
while the stars became the strangers in the back seat of my car.

Last night before going to bed, I wrote my diary and wished upon every star in the sky to help me decide what to do.
Last night I had a dream and I swear the face that I saw was no one else but you.

No one will ever know our tale
Except us
and the demons of 3 A.M.

I wrap myself around
in this ***** bed sheet as I
try to be a part of
a perfect family picture.
This is how it goes  
every one taught me
that you're supposed to just smile
pretending to be happy.

Perfectly packed tubes of paint cannot create any art
Until they are torn and messed up, like a broken heart.

Oh Madam Honk,
I was thinking about you last night
and how you taught me things
about this life.
I miss you more than those lesson that
you gave me as a gift
Now I know that
I was wrong and you were right.

and I cried more than you ever loved me.

Maybe when this is all over
and the children will sleep peacefully at night,
we'll sit around the burning fire that
would be made out of  the bones of the dead
and sing the love songs underneath the open sky
as a tribute to those who have left.

When I fell in love, I lost my identity. I forgot my name, I forgot myself. Every time I looked at the reflection in the mirror, I saw all those marks on my skin where you had kissed. They formed a map that can be traced easily back to a hidden treasure; you.
And that's how I kept you alive, even when you had died.

I felt like the first day in a new school. Strangers surrounded me as I walked in the halls of that unfamiliar place. At one side, I saw girls in groups, applying make up on their rotten faces. On the other side, there were guys who were scratching their skins to remove the burnt marks of kisses.
I shivered to see that sight. Everyone around me looked so ugly. Some of them had curse words tattooed on their foreheads while some were tortured badly.
At the end of the hallway, I entered a room. I coughed as I felt smoke rising inside.
"Where am I?" I managed to ask between all the coughing. My body turned numb when I heard a whisper, "It's hell, darling."

He took out old pictures of her, one by one
Stared at them for hours, going through every detail.
Her deep dark brown eyes looking at him
And the silky waterfall of hair she had, took his breath away
Her delicate little hands, how much he loved them
And those soft lips that were a gateway to his heaven.

He sighed, putting the pictures back in the old trunk
He realized she was long gone now, never to return.

I want to get high with a stranger
and spill out my deepest secrets
to him as I make him
fall in love with me.
The stars and the moon that witnessed
our love will now see
how I leave everything behind
and turn my life
into a tragedy.

You're not born with any religion
But
a pure heart
that only holds
a place
for
God.

I never found death to be sad and heart breaking. Death is beautiful.
What sad and heart breaking is the good bye that leads to death faced daily.

For Him, the pillars of these limited buildings could never be enough
That's why He chose to live inside a place as colossal as a human's heart.

He asked me,
"Did you love anyone as much as you loved me?"

I whispered,
"Just your shadow and the memories."

The tiles of my room are familiar with my tears.

Even in darkness they know I am crying for you.

Winter reminds me how much
I miss your warmth
and right now I am freezing to death.

Sometimes all we need to do is to wander off
to a place of our own
in our twisted and dark thoughts.
Just to see the light in our life
that we seem to ignore
and cry about.

When she picked the pen up, she created wonders that left him awestruck.
She made the whole universe dance around her words.
And unknowingly she exchanged all his darkness with her soul.

Only if I could sleep at night
and see the dreams like a normal person,
I'd start hating the nightmares.

In the graveyard of the forgotten,
I see the dead rising up
With their faces burned and full of scars.
Their eyes turn hollow when they see some life
But I see them looking at me as the child of the dark.
They sit around the burning bones and sing
the songs of the unheard souls.
They sing and dance and celebrate
the life that they never lived
as they curse the great pearl for
changing the course of their stars.

When the darkness took over everything, people hid inside their houses but her.
She faced the darkness and witnessed the dead, until she turned into both; dark and dead.

They mourned over her death
saying that this world lost a gem.
While the soil celebrated and welcomed her
as she made the Earth more poetic
than it ever was before.

He was scared of dying and she was scared of living
Together they found love in the state of oblivion.

Standing on the edge of the highest peak
With my arms stretched out wide
Showing off the beauty of my majestic wings
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes.

My lips curved into a sly smile
As if laughing at the stupid world
Proud I felt as I raised myself up
Ready for the flight and I jumped.

No pull of gravity or force of friction
Could alter my way back to despair
"See I can fly.", I whispered to the world below
As I dissolved into the particles of the air.

I found myself crying for you again
It hurt a bit differently this time
I might forgive you someday for breaking me
But I am sure my Lord will never do the same.

I wanted to sleep but the words kept me up.
They entered my mind and tried travelling to my heart
But before they could do that, I spilled them out on the paper.
I can't let anyone enter that broken **** again, not even words.

I stood in front of the mirror but I couldn't recognize the face looking back at me. Those dark eyes, completely black, making holes in my flesh just by looking. The curls falling on her shoulders perfectly. Her face white as a ghost and lips red as blood. The scars on her face, screaming out the tale of her sufferings.
I touched my face and so did she.
"Who are you?", I asked her in confusion.
The reflection smiled and leaned in as if coming out of the mirror and whispered, "I am the monster that he turned you into before leaving."

They tell me,
"You are so young to write about this much pain, child."
They don't know
about all the different personalities that I hide inside.

The hunter and the prey
danced under the moonlight
so elegantly that they put
the petals of rose to shame.

The dance ended with the last note
And then came the howls
which continued the whole night.

The streets and houses were the same as before
Only now they held the ghosts of our past.

He asked me,
"Why do you always write about me?"
I sighed,
"Because I can own you through my words only."

In the dark dark corner
of our secret little land
We sat side by side
when you turned and leaned in,
planted a soft kiss
in the hollow part of my neck
Then whispered to my heart
"Please don't ever leave me."
There and then,
I promised
making the stars as the witness
as you marked me yours
that I'll never leave.