My bones are strong
my back straight enough to keep .
If anything I do not
need any more structure in me .
I need
            opposite . The

The emptiness in my eyes,
The truth behind my lies,
The fall before my rise,
And the goodbyes;

It scares me.

The dark beneath my skin,
The light within my sins,
The voice that loudly sings,
And my broken wings;

It scares me.

The wounds I can't heal,
The pain I can't feel,
The loss I can't deal,
And when I am real;

It scares me.

The silence in my little talks,
The stillness in my moonlit walks,
The thought of separate ways,
And my numbered days;

It scares me.

The demons under my bed,
The words spinning in my head,
The blood in my sweat,
And my cold breath;

It scares me.

-Paras Bajaj #PoetrybyParas
Instagram : @mr.parasbajaj

On my way to hell
Got nothing but my soul to sell
I know where I’ve been
Forgive me for all my sin
Bring me down, down to the ground
Can you feel the fire
It burns deep inside
Twisting, turning, like an unforgiving tide
She bleeds so pure, as she’s falling to the floor
It’s over, it’s done
Gone forever more

Song of love, twisted by welling darkness.

Vengeful art, practiced with vicious subtlety.

The softest lips whispered the hardest lies.

She exhaled an evocation of ethereal dreams,

Whose only prophecy was eternal sorrow.

Before the crows wake
I'd better collect the light
the moon has left me.