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Kayal Oct 2019
Ever wondered,
what happens
a few moments later
You say that to me?

Darkness being filled
with fond memories.
my unconscious cravings.
waking up to
my worst nightmares.
Either way,
Giving life to
A parallel world,
never expected to exist.

I would be
at my own funeral
watching over
the heavy tears of
my 16-year-old self.
I would be
reading my favorite book
in a cozy cabin
amidst a dense forest
out of nowhere.

Just pass by,
With me walking
Over hundreds of miles
Of unknown trails
With known strangers.
And somedays
just pass by,
with me dying out of
every possible accidents
I could encounter.
And Few places
are possessed
with people from the past
haunted by
long gone memories,
chased by forgotten souls.
But never got caught
Neither been saved.

So, This is how
my dreams are curated.
Inconsistent mix of
Endless escape games
and clueless cosplays,
with no hints
neither special costumes.
Kayal Sep 2019
It isn't easy
To sway like a puppet
Tied to the strings of
Circumstantial emotional needs.

It isn't easy
To breathe behind this mask
Hiding the rolling tears
Serving all the cultural ABCs.

It isn't easy
To stay buried
In this mound of false faces
Concealing a whole another utopia.

It isn't easy
To accept bitter bribes
For all the selfless sins
With these ****** hands.

It isn't easy
To make myself believe
In the insanely rational normality
Of this destructive chaos.
Kayal Aug 2019
Since i was a child I have been asking this question around.
I have got diverse answers, nothing discreet
Granny always said our souls reach god
Mom said we all become stardust,
My teacher said we just become fossils.

When I grew up i realised
Nobody really dies.
Souls are always alive in the spaces in between their loved ones.
In our memories, they are still warm.
In the past our eyes project, they are still breathing.
In every keepsakes they have left , we are together.
In all the frames hanging out there, they are still smiling.

No one really dies,
Untill every ounce of their memories
Tracing their soul are completely erased.
Kayal Jul 2019
Let's runaway
You and me.
Just you and me.
Just like how we have dreamt,
Just the way we have always wanted.
In one of those long trains,
That takes us to destiny.
Along with the other bunch of curious eyes,
Ours being the brightest,
Hand in hand, lovey dovey,
Blending with stardust,
Let's get lost into our dreams.

Come, Lets runaway

From all these planned chaos,
Organised crimes, so called selfless responsibilities.
Let's free ourselves from this cage.
This cage, locked by the society.
We've gotta escape it.
Not like the dewdrops slipping through the leaf,
But like the warriors breaking through the fortification.

Come, Lets runaway,

I don't know where
Let's just run till we find our destination.
Inevitably this will be a long run,
But this will never be tiring
Because we are together.
We will be tormented with storms
Don't be scared, we are together.
We will survive the storm.
When the journey gets harder
Don't be flustered, never step back.
Hold my hand tight, we'll be fine.
Trust me, this is what our every single heartbeat wished for.
Every breath out of our lungs went in search of this quest.
Lets get it and feed our souls.
Lets run away.
  Jul 2019 Kayal
Lora Lee
And I am a Woman
who so knows herself
my inner power
alive and kicking
more as each
Blessed year
passes by
My light growing
my blood flowing
into the Universe
as it speaks through me
I have strength
that could electrify
a thousand stars
gathered over many years
of my life's battles
and wars
Mine is a quiet sort
Of fortitude
unstoppable with tears
I am my own warrioress
When it comes to my fears
I have my guides
and they know me well
goddesses and angels…
old friends
magic spells

But nevertheless
I have
A vulnerable side
Underneath the layers
Of protection and pride
an enchanted forest
of moss and green
a sacred space
that only few will see
Inside this inner sanctum
I am as soft as
fine silk
I let down my guard
as emotions flow
like milk

I am an unlikely
desert flower
Who just wants to
open up to you
to be opened
petal by petal
to receive the waters
of your tender care
most vulnerable
with her
stamen exposed
to be cherished
in the cool night air
I am delicate
as tiny spring buds
caught in the
harshest winter
yet who persists
despite the odds
to keep her
cold spots warm

There is a rumor
In the foreign lands.
Some say
(especially in the East)
I have the elixirs
to tame
the most savage
kind of beasts
as they come for a
sweet, well deserved rest
lay their huge, furry heads
upon my tender breast)

As for you, my Wild One
I think I hold the potion
to the key to your heart
to your beautiful soul….
Yes, poetry in motion
I want to bring it such light
Ignite your embers
To a spark
I could fill you up
So much
You just might not
feel your inner

But there is something
important to remember
The One who finds my key
Is the one
Who will be crowned
Of my tender soul
In all its hues
And asymmetry
Oh, Please, my love
Use it wisely
With the most loving
Of discretion
For under the armor
My heart beats raw
Laid bare
To love and passion

My pain will have no end
And I will have to go
Into battle once again

Inside my
sacred cave
I rest
Need to re-charge
For the next
Battle cry
Lift up
Your heart,
To me, my love
Release it
Let it
Kayal Jul 2019
You killed my innocence with
the crookedness in your blood,
And evil, the language you speak.
Your delinquent confession made me
dive into the pool of agony.
Chained me up with devilish whispers.
Captured by your corrupted soul
kissed those wicked lips painted with sins
Drenched me with your heinous love.
To sum up your sins,
equals the stars of the dark universe
Count me in too, as one of your crooked desires.
Kayal Jun 2019
You may not be
The moon or
A star or
The sun
Beaming vision to the world.

But to me
You are
The cute little
Casting hope in me.
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