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I feel so betrayed by the person you have become.
In the beginning you loved me, now you just call me dumb.
Our conversations and calls have become father apart,
It is only a matter of time before you shatter my heart.
Inconsistencies and lies get harder to hear.
Wishing my blurry brain would soon become clear.
I cry and cry almost everyday,
I would give anything to take all of this pain away.
There are people that are crying, dying, and dismayed.
And all I have is someone who I once loved digging my grave.
Brandi the Brave Mar 2022
She is the girl I made out with in the Hawk's nest in college.
She is the girl who I fell in love with.
She is the girl who I can't stop thinking ever since I met her after the SGA interviews.
She is the girl who comforted me when no one else would.
She is the girl who changed me for the better.
She is the girl who wanted my life to be only mine.
She is the girl who is my vocal witness.
Neelmani Kumar May 2021
Love
Has no shape
Love
Has no color
Love
Has no meaning
Love
Has no dimension
Love
Is different for each………….

Love
Could be craving for body
Love
Could be making out in bed
Love
Could be lust between two couples
Love
Could be vulgarity couples offer
Love
Could be kissing all-day
Love  
Could be in laughing all the way
Love
Could be crying together
Love  
Could be comforting each other
Love
Is different for each…………

For me,
Love  
Is the way she stalks me
Like a tigress stalking from behind bushes
Love  
Is the way she talks to me
Like sweet raindrops of love falling on my body
Love
Is the way she cares for me
Like air, can’t be seen, but exists
Love  
Is the way her heart beats for me
Like waves in the ocean on their way to my beach
Love
Is the way she sparkles with her smile
Like a spectrum of colours vivid and bright

Love,
Is a feeling she feels
Love,
Is an emotion she exhibits
Love,
Is the bond she has with me she carries
Actually,
She Is Love in disguise
The only definition, Of love in my life
The lone Love Of my Lonely Life
For me,
She is Love
and
Love Is She
Only she
Neelmani Kumar May 2021
Real lovers are like
A train and a track
One can't walk or run
Other's useless without first

Real lovers are like
Sadness and happiness
Both are known
Because both exist

Real lovers are like
Plants root and shoot
Both keep each other alive
Unaware of each other's face
I wrote this as a reply when my love asked me "What does love mean to you".
After reading this she said me those three magical words for the first time.
***, that was a feel............
Neelmani Kumar May 2021
Who says oceans are deep
It's your exquisite eyes

Who says sugar is sweet
It's your soft soothing voice

Who says nature is nurturing
It's your electrifying touch

Who says flowers are beautiful
It's your scarless smile

Who says rainbows are colorful
It's your exotic expressions

Who says nobody is perfect
For me It's flawless you

Who says dreams can't come true
'Cause mine is in front of me for sure
I wrote this for the girl I love.
Each word and sentence here is totally true and fully experienced by me when I proposed to her on the 7th of April 2021
Neelmani Kumar May 2021
Love
Has no shape
Love
Has no colour
Love
Has no meaning
Love
Has no dimension
Love
Is different for each………….

For others,
Love
Could be craving for body
Love
Could be making out in bed
Love
Could be lust between two couples
Love
Could be vulgarity couples offer
Love
Could be kissing all-day
Love
Could be in laughing all the way
Love
Could be crying together
Love
Could be comforting each other
Love
Is different for each…………


For me,
Love
Is the way she stalks me
Like a tigress stalking from behind bushes
Love
Is the way she talks to me
Like sweet raindrops of love falling on my body
Love
Is the way she cares for me
Like air, can’t be seen, but exists
Love
Is the way her heart beats for me
Like waves in the ocean on their way to my beach
Love
Is the way she sparkles with her smile
Like a spectrum of colors vivid and bright

Love,
Is a feeling she feels
Love,
Is an emotion she exhibits
Love,
Is the bond she has with me that she carries
Actually,
She Is Love in disguise
The only definition, Of love in my life
The lone Love, Of my Lonely Life

For me,
She is Love
and
Love Is She
Only she
دema flutter Mar 2021
I looked
at my heart
asking it,

how is it possible
that I can love again?

and my heart's
only response
was a beat,

turns out that
all along
I had been breaking
because I was still alive,
my body was fighting
for me,
even when it felt
like I was dying.
and I guess that's
when I learnt
that the same way
I was breaking all this time,
I was also healing,
"I hope you someday
Find happiness
In the arms of another,"
I whispered to him

"One day,
I surely will,"
He replied

And so I smiled
And turned around,
"I hope you someday
Find happiness
In the arms of another,"
I whispered again—
But now to myself
lillium Apr 2019
ii.
you’re alive today
your aching ribcage
are filled with petals
as you kiss his cheeks
over and over again
you feel like stardust
filled your soul
and today you tell yourself
‘I finally love again’
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