you promised me
that if i stared at the moon
long enough
i would find myself the face of a man.
but i know all the faces
the moon wears,
and the spectacle of stars
that sparkle on her hair.
Tonight,it's just this one.
an honest expression.
there's no meaning tonight,
only truth -only hurt.
Tonight, there's only this city
under a shattered moon.
Tonight, im crying myself to sleep again.

You are never
clear with me
about
What it is you want.
I always have to guess.
Is this just a game to you?
Is my heart a play thing;
somewhere for you to make a mess?
Or
maybe it's a dream
meaning
It's all made up
And I should wake up.

I want to
Give you
All
Of me.
But I gotta know
You want me
I
Gotta know you
Need me
Know that
You can complete me.

I'm ready to become
Whole again

tired of


Splitting


Up
;

tired of

trying

  To

   Piece

    Back

Bits of my soul,
Fragments
S h a t t e r e d by senselessness.

blacked in sin.

I need my peace back.
I don't like to ask
But
I hate to guess
I'm wondering -
Can you be that?

They say home is where the heart is
But what if your heart is broken?
Shattered to a million pieces?
Where do you go?
Do you have a home?

you cracked me wide open,
your name is the name of the wind.
carrying the distant memories,
i wish i could unseen.

as the passing time,
my words shall not rhyme,
but yet i keep you within.

nor i expect of you to meet my words,
to hear my shouts and i shout loud!
... as i am standing in the eye,
of a raging hurricane.

I wish I
had the guts
to walk away and forget
about what we had,
but I can't because I know
you won't come after me
and that's what hurts the most.

i gave you the power to break me by trusting you wouldn't.

they say you can't break what's already broken but you didn't break me you shattered me.
—g. l

Like the rays of the morning sun
He brought smile to her face everytime
As the flower chuckles up feeling the rain
His voice makes her giggle like an insane
Like the sound of the flowing rivers
His voice soothens her mind
Like the colours of the rainbow so vivid
He filled her life with colours so varied
Each day spent  with him seems amazing
Anyday without him feels lonely and dampening
The way he cared for her
its so difficult to describe and compare
He made her realize what zenith on earth was
Made her realize the actual meaning of paradise
Now as she reminscences her past
Remembering the days spent with the man she adored so much
Tears rolled down her eyes ,unrushed
All she could do was
Stare at his old photograph
Thinking if it just speaks for once.

A thing I want to say
on this cold day
is that my life
is like molding clay.
How do people ****
the purest of love?
Doesn't it hurt,
the pain in the nerve?
"For better or for worse,
'till death do us apart"
Words are enough
to break my heart.
Did everything for you.
Still why me? I ask.
But my love was stored
in a shattered flask.