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In various possible scenarios I hallucinated,
With numerous eyes bored on me,
Truth strangling my throat with hatred,
Now,yes, now I can be freed,
Well, truth is not that transparent as it seemed,
I know they won't turn their backs on me,
It's killing me inside, pay some heed,
But it will suffocate them for life, then let it be,
Where should I lead?

Away from them,
For their better only,
The Truth is unsaid!
Maybe another day.
The truth has never been simple, it's the honest nature which convince us to see its meaning clearly, decide what you think wise..
-MoonlightVersifier
anoxvrmous May 2020
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I know we'll never end up together
That's the secret from the fortune teller
Fheyra Apr 2020
He hath me,—
And I doth love him,
For he is my armour;
He will assail our giants.

Curiosity come forth me—
When I saw him between two walls,
With glances of his eyes,—
I swallowed the anguish inside
Thinking he was a *****—
To be lured by his style.

Never I will bend for him—
Nor even breathe with him
I live for a certain pride—
Which he hath made me reside
To his shelter;—
Into his bones.

"Doth not tremble,
For thee will be covered—
With flesh and soul
I will hail thy body
Just be with me,—
And forever be thy slave."
–He spoke to me
   He was not cunning
   The humor faltered in his words
   What lonesome he ever bears—
   'twas that fear trapped inside him.
    
I gazed upon him;
With that moment—
When rays blend with blinds--
As the air clamors heat,—
I shared my blood,—
For rush is true when pressed.

Smiles ever genuine,
Hands never been this comforting,
Hearts fluttering like a dream
Oh, how free I am in thy heart.

As I imagine running barefoot with nature;
As thou art wonders of all beings
Everyday, a summer breeze;
Every night, a nightingale
I sigh staring the waves—
Hoping no one could find us.

Reach me, as I reach thee;—
Be ever relentless,
For forged stories will be our bridge
It may be built with guilt,—
But longer, it will prevail with our love.

This is our reality—
Where people will dissever us,
And utter foreboding tales of youth--
What is a youth,— If vehemence is unseen
Youth is a waste—Without making love
The world is aging,— So as passion disperses.

With this place,
He vowed to me,—
And held me to believe,—
Where warmth and tranquility hovered within
The echoing sounds of besought grace
Cannot compel the laws of the society,
Whilst the voices dispute us,—
We will live and weep here,
'til those who art not born yet will embrace us.

The dim will be illuminated—
By fervid shall marry serenity,
As rings, as lovers,—
Eternity will be hidden.

An emblem of reborn and death
A clandestine, forbidden to be free,
Where caves doth not mourn misery,
For the wild howls art sacred.
Forbidden love
gwenyvere Apr 2020
you didn’t mean for me to know it
yet i heard it whispered softly
between sweet salutations and the cut of the line
‘i do love you’
i hope you know, i love you, too
falling in love, again
JW Apr 2020
the last thing you told me
was your darkest secret
there was no after

no time to react
but only wonder
about not knowing sleeping next to you

when you shared what you did not want to
i stared not wanting to hear
no words escaped so i embraced you

you left in a matter of minutes
postponing to a later that never was
did you think you had scared me away?

a million things i would have said
had we been lucky enough
to meet again

you never heard how much you matter
we did not hug goodbye
i wish you knew: after all, i don't care
to you because the unspoken never rests
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