#noregret
कोई हमें बतलाए कि माजरा क्या है,
जो बीत गया, उस वक़्त का मलाल क्या है।
सुहाना रहा सफर, जो मिले आपसे,
अब बिछड़ रहे हैं हम, तो ग़म क्या है।
Feb 20, 2025
Feb 20, 2025 at 3:07 PM UTC
I stand behind the boundary you shattered,
Watching fragments of our trust scatter.
No mason's hands will I let rebuild
What you alone chose to break and spill.
Peace rests within my steadfast walls,
While your guilt beyond my border calls.
You crossed the line drawn in the sand
This distance now, I understand.
No architect of reconciliation will I be,
For bridges burned weren't burnt by me.
Some bonds, were broken by your choice,
They need no repair and no voice.
I rest content in knowing where I stood,
While you stepped over where you should.
So let it be; this space between,
Because I'm standing where I've always been.
©️Lizzie Bevis
Nov 27, 2024
Nov 27, 2024 at 2:29 AM UTC
Last week, on a particularly dark Sunday;
With only a permit between me and eternity;
I exhaled and it was gone.
Gone was the hurt and anger and pain
Gone was self-doubt and anguish and fear
Gone was the guilt and regret and self hate
Because gone was me
Not my body, or my mind
Not my love or appreciation
Those were expanded, exponentially.
No I literally mean me.
The guy driving, the pilot
The Great and Powerful Oz,
I pulled back the curtain
and no one was there.
And I was absolutely ecstatic
In a rush of pure love
The talking head exploded
and a butterfly took flight
"I think he's really gone this time"
Good riddance.
Dec 16, 2018
Dec 16, 2018 at 5:57 PM UTC
There's a weight in my chest
burdening every breath
I take
a set of words
that I don't really care about
but they pollute my body
Words I can't let go
but need to be said
I need to take the risk
for the consequences I can accept
I don't need you
if you think I'm a sin
I don't need you
you don't encourage me
you burden me
just like these words
I don't care about
but I know you do
but if I let them go
I save myself
and will have to deal with freedom from you
Apr 24, 2016
Apr 24, 2016 at 7:00 AM UTC
As the minutes tick by
Languidly
Seconds taking hours
To reach their goal
I ask myself
Is he here?!
Standing alone in a sea full of faces
Seeking
People turning from my
Penetrating gaze
And I ask myself
Is he here?!
Eyes closing, inwardly searching
Breathing
Thwarting the **** of noise
Head against the wall
And I tell myself
He is here!
The countdown begins
Ten, nine, eight
Eyes open
Seven, six, five
Mind uncloaked
Four, three, two
Red wine smile plastered on
One ....
Go!
A quick prayer
No!
I do not care
He is not here
Raising glasses, toasting in
The New Year
With new hopes and dreams
Untrodden - unbroken
I ask myself
Am I here?
The universe opens its arms
Embracing
Asking for wishes
Promising fulfilment,
And I ask myself
Am I here?
The old year is gone - mine to
Forget
I kiss it farewell
With no regret
And I tell myself
I am here!
And here And here
Forever
Here
(C) Pixievic 2016
Feb 6, 2016
Feb 6, 2016 at 6:03 AM UTC
I want to get out and be free
I want to step out and be happy
I want to know where these feet can take me
I want to stand up and dance wildly.
Life is not easy, I know, but suicide is not the key.
Life is bitter, also it is sweet.
Learn to have a brave face but do not cheat.
If you want to do something then begin.
If not now, when? If not here, where?
You have to make a decision,
You have to make a step.
If you don't, you'll meet regret.
Jun 11, 2015
Jun 11, 2015 at 2:19 AM UTC