21/M/Srilanka Well hello, I'm Nusky I'm. I actually started writing words and sentences in a way that it would give a unique meaning when I was 12. I'm enthusiastic about animals, nature, the dark, human behavior etc. 5 followers / 199 words
Peeking through the window, A glimpse caught him in the far meadow. The dancing dandelions filled in the air, Running midst the crowd was a white mare. Warm as a sleeping child, A touch he felt when her arms had him coiled. Her breath like the musk of lavender blooms, He'd come to life from his gloom. Peaches and plums she wore in her cheeks, Tempting for a bite made him pique. Then..
His hands slipped, his chin hit the wooden pane, For nothing of it was true but an illusion in his memory lane.
Hopes die when your trust overdoses, strange. From the little things I saw came admiration, Like hot lava it slowly but with quantity it filled. And rapidly did it started turning into stone unaware.
Exchange of words would be great joy, Only until her decision was to lose interest. Little by little I saw it coming collapsing down, Yet I denied judgements and chose patience.
Sometimes everything looked so easer, I never knew how they change so fast. Dying to reach a place in her heart, rejection Just one word to vanquish all you're.
The so called fortress of hope shattered, A barren wasteland is what's left of it. Confusing to understand why all the time Leaves you unanswered intuitions.
Constant and stable is an unpredictable paradox. Forget all and go on or stay and wait, Stumbling upon choices when thoughts invade your mind, Always the unpleasant but still confounding, Fight the painful war thence you may reign once, at least!