Democracy, Demoncracy Equivalence principle applies This world needs A Benevolent Autocrat A few innocents get crushed Alongwith a few thousand criminals For millions of innocents to smile It's my outburst From what for decades I have observed Please don't get unnerved It's just a theoretical proposition It's practically impossible Benevolent Autocrat to find!
I take my pen As i want to stand still Applaud their pain Everything is against their will For their lives they had a plan.
Fearless Being separated from their family Look how they're starving Do they deserve? Look how they're suffocating This isn't correct Look how they become homeless Nobody wants to address this This isn't fair.
They become more than hopeless Snatching away their rights Burying their dreams Dreams of the innocent children.
You say you like to start relationships With simple friendships But dont you realize You make it so obvious You think your vicious Toxic and contagious But in reality your mind is just a box full of innocence Rabbits envy you Because you are so much more precautious But When i am tired No i dont need no guy who stands out With his good looks and genius All i need is your box full of innocence
A rose's beauty is highlighted by the pain of its thorns without the needle *****, the softness of the petals couldn't be as rich sharp enough to make sure, you never miss handle her, hurt her, disturb her Squeeze onto her so tight, break then curve her meanwhile, she was doing everything right, you thought you owned her but being enamored doesn't translate to possession possessive obsession, your toxicity closed her to the world, to the void in which she internalized all the subsequent shortcomings can be traced to the day you decided to villainize, the sweetness of a budding romance the natural pull insatiable lust unimaginable thrill but now that landscape is draped in shame and tucked away the rose grew thorns because she saw how the other flowers were destroyed hardening of the skin in an effort to contain joy the innocence of a child, the truth of a smile the words echo through her mind "don't trust a boy"
a rose's curse is that they are beautiful, people want to possess beauty not honour it
The bliss of being a child. No worries, no responsibilities, no bills! Freshly scratched misquito bites, grass stained jeans, playing hide and seek with fireflies. The innocence, the love... the unconditonal love. I wonder who you where before the world made you cold.. What it was, is we were children, we had no idea we was making memories, all we knew was we was having fun.. even if we got into trouble. Innocent memories flushed away from the dark grasp of life and addictions. The days i miss so much, i can hardly remember because i spent most of my life trying to get as **ed up as i could so i could forget.
I gasp for air I reach for the surface I fall by the call
I hope I will see another deity coming from the sky like a prince or a knight
I wish for the day I finally see the light because I'm drowning in denial and all the plight I see in my life where there used to light.
I felt like writing ab something with drowning because I am truly drowning in school work right now and I have two tests tomorrow which I'm not ready for and so many assignments and school is just so hard right now for me. Hope everyone is doing amazing and I love each and every follower I have on this platform <3