quaffed of colors,
smelling like rotten vanilla on ice,
a constructed barren land
with no lush green to incite eyes,
no blue sea rhyming flows to please ears,
and smell of sudden suicide of air
you thought a damp lonely dark pit,
can only torment you but the light
is the answer to everything?
And in that moment it was as if she was in another land,
Where she can have her desires,
Speak the feelings aloud,
Without fearing that it might backfires.
But she didn't feel like doing anything,
Those three or four minutes were of those times that only happen once.
They're so beautiful you wish time could freeze forever,
Feeling so tranquil as if in some sort of a trance.
And in that moment you could only close your eyes,
As tears start pouring and a smile creeps over the lips
The thought of being so close to someone and it feeling so true,
Makes one numb for moments and it all slips,
The bad thoughts and horrible images escape for a moment or two,
Till the melody fades and your eyes can see
That such a reality can never be
the heart: a place where it happens.
flesh to flesh.
blood to blood.
we made a pact,
you and I.
we made a pact.
cartwheels, sun skip
wow I need a scotch.
counting to ten, then 20,
phonics and the 50 states.
listening, listening. there
are spies everywhere.
what's mine is yours and vice versa.
sapphire sparkling under
the water and the ants
struggling on the surface.
pull me under and we're
mermaids again. pull me
under and keep me there.
keep me here. we made a pact.
we made an island, so
gather the coconuts. lead
the cannibals across the
I'd never let them eat you, promise.
pinky promise, glittering
promise, stick a needle
in your eye and all
the reward isn't the gold at
the end of the rainbow.
gold means the game's over.
the reward is the rainbow.
the forever (implied), the
who likes an ending?
it was somewhere
after eyeliner, perfume,
it is upto us
whether these times
are going to be long
rotten with bigotry,
stinking of nothingness
or as a testimony
for the times when we
burned our minds and souls
as embers on a cursed night
to never look for the sky ever
in search of a false hope.
I can only imagine
what it would feel like
to have your lips
Would there be a spark?
A powerful force of the unimaginable
by this interaction,
Would there be fireworks?
Going off in the background that
some how managed to
start at the right time
Would it make time stop?
Where it's just you and I,
would we notice if we even started to fly?
I don't know what it would be like
but i know there will be no flying
no fireworks at the right time
and definitely your lips would never touch mine
I can only imagine.
You make a different person out of me
A person I don't recognise as me
From all the words you see
You draw me differently
in a compartment of your mind
Some of my thoughts out there
but many still hidden
You have a different idea
of what I mean from words written
But I have no boundary
limits you built for my identity
Do you think you know me
Or you see what you want to see ?
I too see you from my own vision
Colour you with your thoughts and words
the way I see
guilty of the same you do me
make you a character
in reality you never be
I feel you angry and sad
happy and mad
with all your charms and wordplay
I picture you but not really you
We are strangers
we don't know each other
we create lines to make sense
when we cannot comprehend the true forms
in real or virtual
you are different from what you are in my mind
a very different person from who lives inside my head