Breathing nothing but confusion Living in an ambiguous situation Amidst the uncontrolled explosion Clutched by a whirlwind of commotion Entrapped by daily damnation Your voice is still my only salvation
Even though I try my hardest, why is it still always you?
The singing of phones cut midway The conversations that flow exactly after The unnoticed change from night to day The difference in context of everything that mattered
Now there was...
The silence of phones that used to ring nonstop The ringing of phones currently unanswered The mornings when it's impossible to get up The middays wherein silence is heard The nights when it's impossible to sleep The midnights when eyes won't even blink The day breaks that slowly creep The dawns that felt like the sun was going to sink The dusks wherein the rain poured The fading daylight which was warmly gazed upon The darkness of a nightfall which enveloped that unspoken word The gust of air that continues changing from here on The burning of letters that should have existed And The writing of letters that no longer exist
Regret for the words left unsaid and for the empty words said instead. Regret for things that weren't done.
One word, a single syllable Five letters, short but powerful Simple definitions With hidden connotations Carrying multiple meanings A word, secretly beautiful and beguiling It may pertain to static photographs Allotted for promotional stuff It can refer to a purification machine or distillery It may indicate silence, calmness and serenity It’s commonly described as to devoid from motion Abstaining from movement or action But the definition I most love Is “IN SPITE OF” “Existing before and continuing into the present” Stillness oozes with something desirable and pleasant There is no complete explanation It should be used to describe devotion It is a concrete representation Of one’s love and passion
In spite of everything that has been and will *I still…
A rose in the snow A diamond in a plow A single cloud on a hot day A lone bud amongst the flowers of May A sole tree on a cliff Amidst lines, there is a hieroglyph A white lily in a field of red tulips A solar eclipse A volcano in the ocean A center of planetary revolution An aurora atop icy regions A rainbow above desert nations A sunset in the sea A sunrise in the city A moon in the afternoon sky A mother's unique lullaby A bright evening star in a cloudy night Within darkness, a presence of a candlelight Still, nothing can compare To you, none would resemble, none can dare You are beyond comparison And I can only provide one reason I don't shiver or stutter when you're present Around you, it just feels pleasant I've never met anyone like you Nor heard anyone say my name like you do When the sound of my name slides from those lips I feel safe You make me feel safe to be me You make me feel safe
I'll be waiting By the locked keyless backdoor I'll linger No matter how many times the moon greets the day I'll stand by Or how many times the sun kisses the night I'll still be here By the locked keyless backdoor That you had no idea existed Always.
Even though there are a million locked keyless backdoors I'll break them all down Once I'm tired, and I am I'll wait.
One more glance in your direction One more dinner in the moonlight One more touch of your hand One more glass of wine One more moment gazing into your eyes One more kiss and one more after that One more night under your covers One more morning in your arms One more cup of coffee in your kitchen One more collection of scattered clothing