The light from the edges
of your silhouette
illuminates the darkness
out across the black abyss

Is it weird that I am craving for love?
Not any other love, but yours?
How could our love, the only burning flame in the dark, die just like that?
The ghouls inside of me descend with one touch of yours

I remember the light that shone on his face
On the Tuesday morning – carrying a blue haversack walking out of the subway.
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He had a haircut, the style akin to one of which a school boy
He smirked when I reminded him of how beautiful he looked
Walking along the busy street hand in hand, he stared
His stare, was enough to rip that beasts inside of me
I thought to myself,
How I adored that hairstyle
How I adored the smirks he gives when I remind him how beguiling he is

He is beautiful
The way he smiles when he looks at me
The way his elbow always hit my shoulders when we walk
The way he runs his hand through his hair
The way his shoes always complements his shirt

I’m trying
I’m holding on to the last moment we had
I remember, on the Tuesday morning, he walked out of the subway
How perfectly our fingers were intertwined when we walked
He stared,
And  said “I love you till the end” – how ironic

coffee at 12 makes me sane
the smell of summer morning and flames
memoirs of our lake house days
leaves me at daze
the stolen rusty car and broken seats
ceaseless honking and credulous children
that halt I never want to leave
Those were the long gone days
You were a long gone day
The past, which would never return
But the past memory that will stay

reminiscing times when spaces between our fingers
fit each other's perfectly
now, you're the silhouette of the dream
I am playing at the back of my mind

You breathe the word of love
You show me the reason to live
When you said those three words,
my heart enwrapped to yours
and boy, I'm sired
you're my one desire

Love, your glow rests easily across the blueness of our feather

I sit the idyllic frailty on changing valleys like an eternal fountain

Your harmonies serenade us as if it were a cashmere vagary

Love, you are my singing silvery, yet a fading shadow

Love, you are my flower

You shall murmur me delightfully

Midnight strikes

You’re on my mind

Silently wishing for you to be mine, again

Those wishful thinking, kills me slowly

In this slow silent solitude

But you, in the biggest magnitude
of happiness

While, I, a mess

How could you leave me alone

In this winter cold

Shivering and sheathing

From the bloodcurling lies spewed

Love , you are your rain drops

I lilt quietly around my endless meadow

You shan't wonder me simply

I will not perfume us quietly

I hold tomorrow between our dawning clouds

maybe, maybe wasn't an option
you had to choose,
if you wanted me to stay
maybe wasn't an option
maybe shouldn't be your answer

maybe, you made the wrong choice
maybe, you felt hurt
when you heard me cry
that Friday night outside your yard
maybe, you wanted to be with me
or maybe not

well, maybe, just maybe
you still love me the way I do
maybe

life stops
death precedes life
before its taken

death is inevitable
but soul is immortal
forlorn remnant of your soul
punctuates everyone's life

grieves and mourns stop
your remnants fade
from when you were dead
life annihilates your wraith
slowly but surely

what is left of you,
in this world,
my dear?

Nothing.
But everything.

Oh boy, I heard
that you're starting a new life
with someone you barely know
you said you're going to love her
as much as you loved me
Boy you're wrong, you wouldn't
she would love you, less,
less than minet
your love would be a stain
a stain of my love

you'll never be yourself with her
that radiant laughter, that childlike smile
it has disappeared since you walked that mile,
away from my life

Our love,
she'll never get that
she'll never give that

Darling
you need me
I need you

Where does this love end?
Where does our lives lead to?
Where is the old you, that loved me dearly?
Where does my broken heart go?

tell me,
tell me a place to where I can stop
answer me,
but you wouldn't

answers to my questions
I will never get, as, darling,
you were never mine to ask

You mended my heart and yet, you let it descend

The luminous look you give her, scalds my heart deeply

2 am and your thoughts entrall me
the cold gush of wind cuffs away
all my wishes and hopes
just to be with you again

impeding myself from reality
but our memories lingers in this cold empty room
the beautiful world that you showed me,
is my living nightmare
The fantasies you made me dream of,
are now annihilating me


Cold and lonely; I am


Beyond oblivion; I was

I was a disregard
someone you’d not stay with
everything about you, mended my heart
yet you let it descend

That Monday morning,
And in the moments beyond oblivion
we engulfed ourselves in rusts of our companionship;
our arms nudging as we sat in the last train cabin
your heavy breath on my shoulder,
my eyes lowered in gaze,
your arms warmly embraced.

and, a sudden thread of silence came in
from the depths of your soul,
you whispered you love me

the rush in my body escalated
then I realized,
this is all a transient hope
you'll bid goodbye in the fragment of time


you were gone,
you left me in this pretence of love,
you ripped every part of me along,
you were gone,
and so was I

He slowly reached out towards me
gently pressing his right hand to the heart beneath my chest
and following the third beat radiated into his palm, he said:

Tell me, do you believe in life without love?

     -  Mustafa Tattan


She looked into my eyes; finding for the darkest abyss
her coveted gaze doused me in fervour
and in one blink of an eye, she asked:

Tell me now, do you believe in life without us?

-  Noorul Ain

you kissed me,
you left,
sweeping me along with you