~I miss your little kisses on my cheek when I’m sad~
A few tears rolled down my cheek.
I had been hurt before
But, this time the wound was really deep.
I have never felt this weak.
My world is now upside down
And I cannot sleep.
War is an elusive lover.
Don't fall for its charms
And lose yourself forever.
I have discovered.
Hatred is a vicious cycle
This chaos makes me shiver.
All I want is to see,
A beautiful world
Where no war is fought
Where no soldiers die.
Tanay Sengupta, Copyright © 2019.
All Rights Reserved
It is just a compilation of thoughts that came to my mind after a recent incident. As usual, this is just a perception and I have kept it simple.
It's been long enough now
And enough has been said
Apologies and forgiveness passed back and forth
Like folded middle school notes
Yet here I am
"Ouch, I just bit my cheek."
As I let my rods and cones
Lies and smoke
The electrons radiating from my
Squared, glowing palm
And attempt to release stagnant regret
As my mouth fills with the taste
"Whoops, I just hurt my own feelings."
Your lips, against my cheek,
whispering sweet nothings to me,
is all that I ever ask for,
in the upside down.
~I want you in the most innocent way; I want to kiss your cheek and hold your hand in mine~
I kept it in;
the sea lapping against the **** walls
constantly urging to spill.
But I silenced the crashing waves,
muted my voice box
while it was hurting me.
I was internally raging and bleeding
but there were no bruises,
scars or lines for you to read.
Just a plastered smile on my face
while I was sulking internally.
I was choking on the words within me
Hoping my feelings would drown
Hoping that I would forget
But I never did.
ebbing and flowing through my veins
Making me feel Inhibited and limited
Till it broke open and rained down.
No one could see
Till the day tears started to roll down my cheeks
And that's when everything started
to come down as ashes
words and bullets.
She wrote about love
while crying black tears
that drew lines
down her cheeks
On his cheek
I see a piece of her
He forgot to brush off
My attempt to imagine and convey an emotion I haven’t felt exactly myself in words.