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7.1k · Nov 2015
Vex.
Riya Nov 2015
By now you would have noticed
The stains on my cheeks…
If you did happen to ask me
I would say,
“It wasn’t me, honestly.
It was the rain,
No really, I just yawned.
Me? Cry?
Why I would never.”

You probably would’ve also noticed,
The bruises scattered all over me.
If you asked,
You would know my standard reply.
“Oh, I fell.
Silly old me can’t even balance myself.
Oh these?
Don’t worry about it.
I’ll be fine.
Aren’t I always?”

If you listen really closely,
here’s what you won’t miss.
“These bruises came from his beat.
The tears…
From my own.
But don’t worry your pretty little head about me.
No one ever does.
Please just leave me alone.”
2.2k · Aug 2014
Superhero
Riya Aug 2014
Her clothes are stained red,
From the truth that she shed.
Her wrists are stained a deep purple,
From the lies that she has hidden.

So many promises were broken,
Those which were spoken and
Unspoken.
All shattered in one, swift, swipe.

The tears are now drying up,
They're being replaced with a huge
Smile.

The numbness is now taking over,
Her one true saviour.
The one she has been lusting over,
Since the razor has become her master.
1.8k · Oct 2014
I can't do this anymore.
Riya Oct 2014
I can't do this anymore,
The pretending,
The lies,
The betrayal.

I can't do this anymore,
The lying to my friends,
To my family
About being happy.

I can't do this anymore,
I'm sick of trying,
I'm tired of crying,
I just want to sleep.
To sleep and forget,
Because while I'm sleeping
I don't remember anything.

I don't remember the hurt,
The lies,
The scars,
The blood,
I don't remember anything.
1.7k · Sep 2015
Nyctophilia
Riya Sep 2015
Once you let the darkness in,
It doesn’t come out,
Like a parasite,
It sits,
It waits,
It feeds.
Feeds on chaos,
Strife,
Feeds on lost dreams and
Unrequited love.
It builds an army.
It protects its soul
From the enemy that is the light.
1.7k · Aug 2014
Santa's Little Helper
Riya Aug 2014
They come to me with problems That they can't handle. With a smile,
I drop everything to help them.

What they don't know is,
I'm facing a battle.
But they just think that
I'm a happy little helper.

The forces are joining up, Gathering everybody they can
While I stay here just trying to ignore them.

Black and white,
Dark and Light.
Go head to head
As I watch in Bardo
Waiting to be claimed.
1.6k · Oct 2015
Unknown Forensic Emotion
Riya Oct 2015
Apparently,
Love is patient,
And it's kind,
But i don’t believe in any of it because I
know that your love will never truly
Be mine.

I’ve heard that
Love is blind,
Exhilarating,
But no one ever talks about the hot, white aching.
The pain that comes with these feelings.
No one talks about how one-sided love crushes your heart,
Your soul.

Alas,
All these feelings are Greek to me.

I would never know how it really feels,
to be swept off your feet,
And looked at like you’re the most beautiful thing
To ever be contrived.
And cherished like I’m their only lifeline.
And protected like a damsel in distress.
All I feel is pain,
Right here in my Chest.
1.5k · Mar 2016
Oblique
Riya Mar 2016

They tell me that I'm a good poet
That I have a way with words.
They tell me that I can make the simplest things sound beautiful.
That I can make a flower bloom
Just by stringing 26 letters of the alphabet into a sentence.

They tell me that I'm complex.
That they have to read between the lines just to figure me out.
They tell me that I make the easiest things complicated
That I can turn my McDonald's order into rocket science.

They tell me this
They tell me that
They. They. They.
But you,
Oh baby, you,
You didn't tell me anything.
You never felt the need to.
You accepted me.
Flaws and all.

You accepted the way I made gardens grow all around us,
You told me you loved the way I turned the carpet into our personal meadow.
You accepted the way I ordered my mcchicken burger
Even if it took forever for them to understand my words.
You showed me that it was okay to be me,
To be unique.
To be able to turn the abc's into rocket science,
The 1,2,3's into the tip of the iceberg
To be surrounded by metaphors and little jigsaw puzzles that everyone thinks they can figure out
But when they get frustrated they leave, their mood gone south.
But you stayed.
Patient.

To this day I can't get the courage to thank you,
I've tried
God knows I have
But this,
This is my final attempt.
No metaphors,
No similes,
Just me.

So thank you baby,
My McDonald's order will forever remain encrypted
And my words,
Complicated.
But us...
We're asymptotes.
Destined to come so very close,
But never intersecting
1.4k · Oct 2014
The Fierce Battle
Riya Oct 2014
I've got a war in my mind,
It's making me lose time,
The more I try to get away,
The harder it hits me when I go to bed.

The impact hurts,
It's a white,
Hot
Searing
Pain.

It's hands grasping my collar
Oh so tight,
I just lost all my might.

The brown, hairy hands
Is now squeezing my throat,
And all I hear is
"oh no, darling no"

"WAKE UP!"
I hear my father scream,
And what's that?
Is that my mothers weep?
"She promised she wouldn't"
I hear my brother say
But all I see is a light as bright as day

It whispers my name,
Oh so softly
And I feel myself walking
Free from all worry.
1.4k · Dec 2015
To My Unfinished Poems
Riya Dec 2015
To my unfinished poems,
the ones that will never see the light of day.
The ones that sit and pray
To be more than just a fantasy.

I need you to know that I’m sorry.
Sorry for not being brave enough to show you off to the world,
Sorry for not having enough strength to sew you up and make you perfect,
Sorry for not being able to give you enough so you could be just right,
Sorry that I didn’t have the strength to write.

To my unfinished poems,
The smell of coffee and stains of tears
Will always remain on your tattered pages.
The wails in the middle of the night
Of all the strife and plight
That I had to witness with my innocent little eyes.

To my unfinished poems,
Dry up your little eyes,
I know it’s hard to only see the night sky,
To never know the glimmer of light,
To be an incomplete work of art,
But darlings,
Don’t you see,
How even when you’re incomplete,
You’re still so very special to me.
1.3k · Mar 2015
Imperfect Perfections.
Riya Mar 2015
If I had a camera that could capture flaws,
Darling I know it wouldn't capture yours.
Baby, you're perfect,
Perfect as anyone can be .
But darling why can't everyone else see what I can see?

They don't see your chocolate brown eyes,
Those same ones that make me melt.
The same ones that reminds me of that summer near the fireplace.

They don't see your rosy cheeks,
The ones that blush when I mention your slightly crooked teeth.
The ones that lost their colour after that dark, dark day.
The ones that match mine when we played outside in the rain.

They don't see your sense of style.
All they see is a black shirt and crooked tie.
What I see is a beautiful grey suit,
The one that I burried you in that matches your boots.

They don't see your deep brown eyes,
The ones that lost their colour the day you lied.

Darling you promised we were forever!
So why have you been in that casket since December!
Darling you said you would always be with me
So why are you burried six feet deep?!
1.3k · Aug 2014
Hidden Talents
Riya Aug 2014
By now you must’ve realised,
that every face wears a mask
but darling,
if you let me, I want to do the honours,
of taking that filth away from you,
Daring, you don’t need a cover up
You’re just perfect the way you are.
Don’t you dare do them that favour
of getting under your akin
they’re just parasite’s ;
Lurking to get within;
They’re the monsters that hide under your bed


But darling I forgot to tell you…
We are the parasites and monsters that the fairytales warned us about.
1.2k · Jun 2015
Unacquainted
Riya Jun 2015
You know his favourite smell,
The colour of his eyes when he’s happy,
The curve of his lips with each emotion he feels.
You know him on the inside and out.

He only knows you in the dark.
He knows only the shadow of your bones
The dip of your waist,
The curve of your legs wrapped around his.
He’s mapped out his favourite places to caress,
He’s marked it as his.
His.
His.
Only. His.

You know him.
You know his breath on your neck,
You know his words in your ears,
You know his short breath on your stomach ,
And the feel of his hair.

But you don’t know his gentle touch…
Only his bruising fingers...
You know nothing of his sweet words,
Only the profanity's and curses
You know the purple on your skin,
But you've never felt his burning, lingering touch.

You've always been an escape ;
A Fantasy.
Darling,
you know you deserve to be a reality.
1.2k · May 2015
Autonomy
Riya May 2015
When you feel like you're drowning,
Sinking into the deep,
Darling, don't you dare utter a scream.
Don't call out his name, her name, or any name at all.
Fight, darling.
Swim up, up, up.
Push yourself.
But don't you dare count on anyone else.

They won't come running,
They won't risk their safety for yours.
Oh, darling,
Don't be naive,
There is no white horse or a brave, manly knight.
It's all fairytales to help you sleep tight.

They don't exist sweetie,
None of them do.
They don't really cherish you.
They don't know the value of a diamond,
Not unless it was on display to the world.

Remain chaste my sweet,
You're not just a stop on the way, my dear.
You're a destination
They aren't worth even one single tear.
1.2k · Jan 2017
Catch Fire.
Riya Jan 2017
It was flickering.
She could feel it.
She watched in awe as the light fought its way through,
Moving,
Just as she thought that it would die out,
That the fight was over,
It flickered again,
Stronger,
Brighter,
Hotter.

It seemed like an endless cycle.
A vicious, painful cycle.
She wondered why the light didn't just give up!
Why was it fighting its way through what seemed like a pointless war?!
Why didn't the light just...give up?
It would be easier, safer, painless...

Then she saw it.
The light stopped flickering.
The flame grew, brighter and brighter,
lighting up the black room,
Illuminating her once dark life.
She saw the flame dancing in glee,
knowing that it had won that dark battle.
She looked down and saw a shadow,
Her shadow.

Just like that,
She had her answers.
1.2k · Nov 2014
Broken Walls
Riya Nov 2014
Before you, my world was dull,
The trees had no colour and neither did the sun.
I kept looking around for something to hold onto , but there was none
I never thought I would be able to see the day where I was blissful.

Like a storm, you came in,
Your eyes as piercing as a knife
And that smile that could give life
It was as if you were yang and i was yin.

I was the dark that was seeping into your life
But you didn’t mind as you smiled and guided me through
I could hear the demons pulling me back but you fought them all off
Unfortunately, they feed off chaos and strife

But the demons scared you..and nonchalantly you fled.
And like everyone else, you left me for dead.
1.1k · Dec 2016
The Ending We Carve.
Riya Dec 2016
Because nothing ever ends in poetry
It ends in blood and tears
We make it poetry.

It ends painfully
Painstakingly.

But we turn it into beautiful melodic words
Turn it upside down,
Spin it around,
Wrap it beautifully
While we sit in suffering.
Hoping that our pretty little words
Cover up scars and wounds
Hopefully heals something we thought never would.
1.1k · Jan 2016
Golden Life
Riya Jan 2016
Darkest night never felt so bright with you by my side,
The light appears,
Only with you in sight.
Oh darling,
Baby,
My love,
Don’t you see,
You’re the only one for me.
You give me life,
Light,
Guidance.
Something I didn’t have,
Till I met your acquaintance.
Oh sweetie,
It’s so awfully cliche,
But really baby,
I know we’re going to grow old and grey
Together.
I've only ever written sad poems but when I saw this one couple - this one girl who had been depressed for the longest time and this guy who did everything possible to help her...this just struck I guess.
1.1k · Dec 2014
Quicksand
Riya Dec 2014
You were my sunshine,
The only source of light in both our lives,
I am a cloud of darkness,
The abyss that never forgives.
Your light quickly faded,
Faded faster and faster
The closer you got to my eternal vortex
Down
          Down
                 Down
The closer you got, the further you fell.

I'm sorry my darling,
Please forgive me, for I did not mean to cling
and **** the life and my sunshine out of you.
The thing is my darling,
anyone who tries to get close to me...
Always falls into an eternal tornado of darkness.
1.1k · Sep 2014
Re: Amnesia by 5SOS
Riya Sep 2014
I walk by all the places where our memories were created,
I still dream of our last kiss and that memory leaves me haunted,
Even though my friends tell me you ask about me all the time,
I still cry myself to sleep thinking about you and your eyes.

I always wish you were beside me telling me, its going to be alright
Because his touch doesn't make my skin feel alight.
I go to sleep beside him when I really want to be with you.
The words you wrote me still play in a loop inside my head,
The I Love You's you wrote are embedded in my brain

Sometimes I start to wonder if I made the right choice
I know what we had can never be a lie.

But I'm not fine at all

I remember the day I told you I was leaving,
I remember the tears pooling in your eyes,
When I walked away, you told me
"You promised you wouldn't run away"

I wish I could turn back time,
To work through all these stupid little things
I know that I don't want to forget you,
And all the happiness that you always bring.
Like the way our bodies fit perfectly,
And the memories I can never forget.

I'm not fine at all

The pictures that we took are still living on my wall...
I admit that I look at them every night before I bawl.
And all my friends keep asking why you're not around

Although it hurts to know you're happy with her and not me,
I still smile every time I see you laugh,
And I smile when you drum.
It's hard to be happy when I know that you've moved on

I wish I could tell you that I am never fine,
And that I haven't been since that night.

I'm really not fine at all.

I really wish this was a dream,
So when I wake up you'll be right next to me.
Hopefully this is just a dream ,
When I wake up I'll feel your hands wrapped around me.
This is a response to 5 Seconds of Summer's song Amnesia
1.1k · Aug 2014
Unavailing
Riya Aug 2014
No matter how much she tried,
She couldn’t defeat the Darkness,
Pushing and pulling
Her and throwing her all around.

No matter how hard the light tried,
It couldn’t even pierce the black wall
That had been built all around her.

Her world was black and white,
Completely drained of colour.
No rainbows appeared,
Neither did the sun.

Alas, she grew more and more terrified,
Unable to stop the terrors of the Dark.

She finally let go and let the Blackness engulf her…
1.1k · Mar 2018
I'll Pine Alone
Riya Mar 2018
"Guys like him don't fall for girls like me."
"And what kind of guy is he?"
"Someone who my endless abyss would destroy."
1.0k · Dec 2016
Immensely.
Riya Dec 2016
The wind had never howled this
Loud.
It wanted everyone to hear its sorrow.
Oh how the mighty have fallen!

And with it came the tears.
Tears of the sky.
The rain fell
Harder,
Faster,
Pelting everyone with its rage,
Making them feel its plight.
Oh how the mighty have wept!

"We were Kings!" She screamed.
"Kingdoms fall." He replied nonchalantly.
"We were happy." She told him.
"Happiness never lasts." He said simply.

"We were in love." She managed to croak.
"Love doesn't exist."
Oh how the mighty are suffering!
1.0k · Sep 2015
Bout.
Riya Sep 2015
It’s my 18th birthday today, love.
I beat you.
I finally did it.

Remember baby,
how we used to fight,
We used to play and compete
And how I used to whine,
Never gaining a single victory.
You always gloated,
Always rubbed it in my face.
In the end you always told me,
“My biggest achievement is you babe”
and tears would fall down
Staining my cheeks.
These tears never went away,
But you did.

Baby you promised!
You said we were forever!
So why did you leave me defenceless?!
I don’t like this game baby.
You win, I lose.
please don’t let my agonising anguish continue.

I wanted to win darling,
But not like this.
Not with you sleeping
Six feet
In a ***** damp ditch.
1.0k · Aug 2014
Here's to teenage memories.
Riya Aug 2014
All I needed was a call,
But you never cared.
Laughing at my pleas,
Laughed when I bawled.

Lost and insecure,
You left me.
Lying on the floor,
In my most vulnerable state.

Promises were broken,
Those which were spoken.

You promised you would never said goodbye,
We even sealed it with a kiss.

Since then the guards have been up,
Never to be killed again.
994 · Aug 2014
The Undeniable Truth
Riya Aug 2014
“i’m fine..”
She whispered,
Ignoring the blood seeping from her wrists,
Trying oh so desperately to hide it,
From prying eyes.

She knows nobody will care,
She knows she doesn’t matter,
Not anymore,
Not since they threw her out,
Like an old toy that they got bored of.

They watch as she hurts herself,
Doing nothing except taking pictures.
Hashtag, We miss you. Hashtag, Why didn’t anyone help her.

Nobody ever helps..They just watch as we cry out in horror and pain.
981 · May 2016
Jurare
Riya May 2016

I'll take shelter in my memories of a fool.
Because nothing hits me harder then the
Emotions when I see you.

You left me broken and ashamed
Nothing left but picture frames
All I know is that I lost the best part of me
When you left me hanging.

I took shelter in the deepest part of my brain.
Remembered how you were before you changed.
You used to smile.
The kind that would light up the whole room.
Now you do nothing but stand in the corner and brood.

I found shelter in a cramped up space.
Stuffed and overflowing with nothing but memories of us at your place.
Do you remember the day we just sat and talked?
Sitting under the grooves of the wall,
Tracing, memorising every little detail
Lord knows I still go over everything
Replaying it over and over again.

If I could do it all over
I know I'd do it differently.
I wouldn't have let you walk out the door
Even if my life depended on it.
I wouldn't have let you crawl into that dark room in your head
You know the one where it makes you afraid,
Afraid that everything is your doing,
That its your fault we're losing.
976 · Feb 2019
Melinoë ​
Riya Feb 2019
They say to treat my body like a temple,
But I don't believe in a God.
There are cracks in the spaces
where love should be,
and weeds in the place
of flowers.
The glue holding the bandages in place
have worn off,
and the stitches
have torn.

I've learnt through
Tough times,
surrounded by an ocean
of my own tears,
that light
shines even in a cemetary,
and that's what I am -
Half sunshine,
half grave,
the embodiment of
Persephone.

900 · Mar 2018
For you.
Riya Mar 2018

But the nights are long,
And now you won't even return my calls.
The space between us grows so fast.
What once was love,
Is just a scar.
892 · Nov 2014
Reality Beckons
Riya Nov 2014
She was waiting,
Waiting for her prince charming,
The boy on the white horse,
Waiting to hear the horses galloping,
Waiting for the loud cheer
of the commoners to alert her.

But the poor soul,
She didn't realise that there was no such things as happy endings,
No such thing as a prince charming,
No such thing as a saviour.
Because everyone runs away from darkness.
Everyone goes for angels,
No one stays for the devils.

The poor soulless girl,
Waiting for nothing but death.
A sad, tiresome, lonesome,painful
Curse.
890 · Oct 2015
Abyss
Riya Oct 2015
Forgive me father for I have sinned.
His hands were on my hips as we swayed to the beat
Our lips danced together,
Our moans creating a hymn.

He was kneeling above the altar created specially for him,
Caressing his devotee,
Appreciating her beauty.

Forgive me clergy, for I gave him my ring,
How many Hail Mary’s will wipe off this sin?

Father, you told me my purity was all I had.
If this is what Hell feels like,
I would gladly sin again and again.
885 · Aug 2015
Badlands
Riya Aug 2015
She stood in front of the casket,
The only one with a dry face,
And a blank canvas,
She knew she was the only one who noticed his new chestnut haircut.
The "I’m sorry’s” were being passed around like a joint,
Though none gave the same satisfaction,
None would let her forget,
They would serve as a cold, hard, sharp reminder
Of her cold, dead lover.

All she knew was that,
He left her when she needed him the most,
He promised he would never let her go.
She knew this would happen sooner or later,
But all she wanted,
All she needed,
Was him as an anchor.

But life never works that way does it?
It always ends with someone getting broken.
Well life, you’ve won.
I’m done.

I’m barren.
Just like badlands.
883 · Aug 2015
...Strait...
Riya Aug 2015
Darling,
you were made for Me,
We are each others
Destiny.

Baby,
your soft, gentle touch
Is forever going to be
hot to my skin.
Nobody else can ever feel
your caress - it's Contrived
For no one else but
Me.

Sweetie,
you. are. mine.
Only mine.
Don’t you dare go looking
For something else.
someone else.
They can’t give you what I can

I can give you love,
Baby.
I will fulfil your every desire,

I’m going to treat you the way you deserve to be treated.

“Baby, What are you doing?” you screamed,
Screamed ****** ******.
Those words will never leave my head.
The crimson liquid won’t leave my hands,

Darling.
You just gotta understand.
I didn’t mean to hurt you, my sweet.
I was angry and it’s all so concrete,
So you can see why I had to treat you like a piece of raw meat.

But the thing that scared me,
Scarred me,
That wouldn’t stop bugging me…
Is that if I had a chance,
Given the circumstance…
I would do it over and over again.
When I started to write this, it was about romance and what not but for some reason my brain thought it would be interesting to write a poem about abuse from the abuser's point of view

*Trigger warning: Abuse
882 · Sep 2015
Vagabond
Riya Sep 2015
Buried in Wonderland
I picture you here with me,
Us,
Together once again.
Forever.
I still remember me begging you
“B-baby, please save me,”
But you didnt.
You never did,
So why?
Tell me, Darling,
Explain why I’m still pining for you
Still dreaming,
Still fantasising us together,
Maybe on a picnic while you caress my face,
And tell me how I’m the most beautiful person you’ve ever laid your eyes on.
But for that to happen,
I have to wait
And for you baby,
I'll wait forever.
I'm comfy here sweetie,
I'm warm
In Our Bed
Waiting in your Favourite coloured dress.
Longing,
Only for you.
876 · Sep 2016
End of the Line.
Riya Sep 2016

I know that you'll never be mine,
But you already know that I'm yours
Maybe even till the end of time

I know that we gave it a shot,
And it obviously didn't work out
Cause you're with her now.

I wish I could say that I was really okay,
But from this poem,
I'm obviously not.

You've made it crystal clear,
That you hold her more dear,
More near,
To your still beating heart.

I just think that it's funny,
How months ago you told me not to worry,
But when I caught you with her,
You didn't even bother to say sorry.
852 · Oct 2015
The Palisade's Crusade.
Riya Oct 2015
“Give me a reason to live” He said,
staring into the abyss that moaned his name.
“I can give you a thousand” I said
Grabbing a hold of his hand in an attempt
to ****** the satisfaction oblivion will gain.

The feel of your lips against my skin
Burning my flesh,
Lingering.
Your fingers raking through my hair,
Pulling and claiming what’s rightfully
Yours.

The way my fingers fit
So Perfectly in between yours.
The way our hands move,
Creating a Play with mere shadows.
Our moans
Groans,
Shouts,
Screams…
The way they are mere instruments
In creating a beautiful, sweaty symphony.

Darling, if not for me,
Or our memories,
Live for yourself,
Live to create new memories,
New favourites.
Live to be something,
Someone,
Forget thousands of reasons,
Baby,
You just need one.
848 · Jan 2017
Foreword
Riya Jan 2017
Fall in love with a writer,
If you want to be granted immortality.
But beware,
If a writer falls in love with you...
They will carve you in history.
847 · May 2018
If.
Riya May 2018
If.
If I were over it,
My heart wouldn't hurt anymore.
If I were over it,
I wouldn't be scrolling through years and years worth of content
just so I could see my name on your timeline.

If i were over it,
my breath wouldn't get caught in my throat
just by seeing your name on snapchat,
twitter, or even instagram,
fearing that you're with someone who isn't me.

If I were over it,
I wouldn't still be writing about you,
picturing what our lives would be like
if instead of running away,
I actually stayed.

838 · May 2015
Crippled
Riya May 2015
The day I learnt I was broken
I didn’t cry at all,
Instead a laugh escaped my lips,
As I leaned against a wall
and laughed and laughed
as I began to fall.

The day I learnt I was broken,
I started to look around,
But I saw nothing,
Didn’t even hear a single sound.

The day I learnt I was broken,
I didn’t have anyone.
Not a single person to turn to,
No one could be found.

The day I learnt I was broken,
I also learnt that I was alone.
                 With no friends, no heart and no place to call home.
836 · Nov 2015
Inferno
Riya Nov 2015
I want to be Fire.

I want to burn,
To lick and hiss
and defy all odds.

I want to last,
To never die even when a swarm of people
From near and far,
Scream, fling, shout
At me,
Still then,
I will burn,
Destroy everything that works against me.

I want people to stop and stare,
Admire my beauty,
Come so close to it,
But being too scared to touch.

I want to engulf,
To incinerate
Anything that stands in my way.
The smoke from my success
Should paralyse.

I want to be Fire,
Even when I think I’m dying out,
i want my flames to rise again and again.
833 · Dec 2014
Duality
Riya Dec 2014
I'm incapable of love,
Incapable of feeling,
But Darling, please know that you are above,
Above everyone else. You're my King.

Mine.

im more than capable of jealousy,
The Green Beast grows inside of me.
He grows alongside the Black Barbarian
that thrives and feeds off Chaos and Strife
that takes pleasure in my Pain.

Mine.

I'm incapable of happiness,
Incapable of smiling for more than five minutes.
But Darling, please know that you're the source of my grin
The only one that can take away my despair...even if its for a little while.

Mine.

Baby, I'm more than capable of sadness,
its the only thing im good at.
the Blue Monster lets out a hearty laugh for every Drop that spills out of my leaking tap.
He sits on his throne beside his Comrades
Absorbing power like a Sponge.

Mine.
I'm sorry for putting you through this....
829 · Aug 2014
all in the name of "Love"
Riya Aug 2014
She knew it was destroying her,
Tearing her up piece by piece.
She knew it was unhealthy,
He was torturing her,
thought by thought.

His presence could be felt,
Even when he wasn't there.
His name runs wild in her mind,
No matter how hard she tried to tame it.

Everything led back to him.
The music, the books, the bed…

Everything just came rushing back,
The memories she tried so hard to forget,
That blackening pain,
The red blots on the sheets,
The screams....
820 · Sep 2014
Berserker
Riya Sep 2014
I'm drowning in a sea,
A sea of my own Thoughts.
The dark slowly engulfing the light,
Savouring the taste as it crushes the good
in between its sharp fangs as the blood seeps out...
the deep red staining the sides of its mouth.

My breath hitching as I am forced to revel
In the dark
Being forced to watch myself
Self Destructing.

tears pooling in my eyes
But never escaping
As I am compelled to
By the demon involuntarily making me hold a gun to my head.

The demons laughing at my pleas,
Pointing at the disappointment that I have become.

The grin never leaving their face
As they watch their success story finish the job that they have started.
As the gun drops from my hand,
Into their next victims hand.

The red not only in my mind now,
But also on the white carpet...
The stains splattered all over
Never coming off.
804 · Aug 2014
Ineffectual.
Riya Aug 2014
She ambled along the pavement,
Searching for an answer,
Desperately looking for a reason to stay.

Tears pooled in her eyes ,
But she didn’t cry.…She never does.
“It makes you weak,” she stammered.
Vulnerable.

She was said to be a boy,
Never liking dresses.
She wanted to go places,
Unlike the rest who wanted a barbie doll as a toy.

She ambled, walked, then ran.
But she never found it.

Well, there goes another one.
Burried deep within the sand.
794 · Oct 2015
Dear Mama...
Riya Oct 2015
Dear Mama,
It’s me,
Your little girl.
The one who grew up too fast,
Has her own life now.
The one who you look at so strange,
‘Cause you can’t recognise even her own name.

Dear Mama,
It’s me.
Your angel.
Your baby girl,
The one who needs you more than ever,
The one who you can’t bear to look at because she’s changed.

Dear Mama,
Where are you going?
This is your home.
Home is where your heart is mama,
With me and the expensive new china.
Mama,
Please don't leave me alone, again.
Remember what happened the last time?

Dear Mama,
Please say it ain’t so.
You can’t leave now.
Your little angel needs to be in your arms.
Needs you to hold on to her,
Maybe then her broken pieces will fit back together.

Dear Mama,
I know you’ve gone,
But I also know that you’re still here,
That I’m still in your arms.
‘Cause Mama when I look at the sky,
I only see a bright light,
The star is shining on me,
Lifting me up,
Showering only glee,
Holding me tight,
Treating me right.

Dear Mama,
Don’t be sad.
Here I am,
Next to you,
Not on my death bed.
781 · Apr 2015
Civil War
Riya Apr 2015
Monsters, Ghosts, Demons, Ghouls.

They live inside us.
We know exactly what they can do.
But when we share this news,
People, they treat us like fools.
They laugh, they mock
While we just stare in shock.

These creatures,
They don't understand us.
They don't see how we're fighting a constant battle
Not with anyone else but ourselves.

We're alone.

All alone.

These creatures just tease,
They mock while we scream.
They don't see our pain
They don't feel us suffering.
We're nothing but losers.

These monsters, ghouls, demons and ghosts,
They live inside us.
They fight a constant battle
And sometimes,
They win.
776 · Nov 2015
Carpe Diem
Riya Nov 2015
The ghost of survivors guilt can be so unkind.
It haunts me even in my dreams
Every Single Night,
Taunting me for living and breathing right,
Showing me that this cruel, cruel world
Really is plight.
776 · Dec 2015
Act V
Riya Dec 2015
The lights were bright,
Illuminating the night sky like
the sun.
Darling come back,
you’re going to miss the best part of this act.
What act, you ask?
The one where you pretend to love me.
Oh come on, my love.
Don’t act nonchalant.
You know what you did was wrong
Oh baby,
You know I don’t hate you,
I couldn’t possibly,
Even if I gave it a try.
But if anything,
I learnt one important lesson.
That I’m not the only one for you,
But you,
Baby you’re the only one for me.
774 · Aug 2015
Contrite
Riya Aug 2015
Here I am sat
At 2am.
Thinking of you and me
And our short lived romance.

Our little story
Wasn’t enough for me.
Darling didn’t you see
How we were puppets
Faking our glee.

Little plastic dolls,
Set up perfectly,
To do what makes them merry
While we drowned in misery.

But baby,
I was wrong.
I never should’ve broken it off.
Because here I am
At 2 in the morning
thinking about you and me
And our Short little Story.
765 · Mar 2015
Incomplete
Riya Mar 2015
Words mean nothing
Nothing at all
If your word is going to be like a glass after it falls.

Broken
Empty
Only spoken

Truth versus illusion.
That seems to fit.
Where the illusion was that I was perfect with him
When the truth is that I couldn't stop the tears from leaving the brim.
764 · Jan 2016
Religare
Riya Jan 2016
Chipped nails and a bleeding heart,
She sleeps alone,
Waiting for her lover to come home.
She tears at her skin,
Hoping that maybe now he’ll walk back in.

Waist too big,
**** not tight,
Her lover got bored with the same flavour every night.
Too familiar with the small dip of her waist,
Too familiar with those same low moans,
Same generic brown eyes,
Those two ***** that just didn’t bounce right,
Too familiar with the way she wraps her legs around his waist
Too familiar with the way she tastes.

So he left…

And with him, he took her.
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