#rosy
Lost under imposter stars light from which i do not know, i can't trust the night sky, i don't know where i am home. The past hangs around my neck, the noose of regret. Memories tighen the knot, betrayals stuck in my throat. I drag sins i didn't make for sinners that are dead.
Mistakes shudder through me, my cross of blame. Left without a family,
No one has my name.
Dec 14, 2025
Dec 14, 2025 at 11:22 PM UTC
A void where when your affection dwelled,
A gorge profound, where satisfaction withstood.
Presently repeats wait, murmurs of agony,
A heart uncontrolled, lost in the downpour.
I meander through days, a ghost's phantom,
Tormented by recollections, a weighty expense.
Your giggling, a tune, presently a lament,
Your touch, a glow, presently an unpleasant flood.
The world appears to be dim, absent any and all shade,
An infertile scene, where nothing is new.
Each stage a battle, a fatigued situation,
Lost in the obscurity, without your light.
The evenings are unending, loaded up with despair,
An unpleasant quiet, stunning.
Your nonappearance, a consistent, a significant burden,
Pushing down on me, constantly.
I long for your presence, your caring hug,
To experience your glow, to see your face.
Be that as it may, distance keeps us separated, a horrible declaration,
A partition, difficult to see.
I look for comfort, everywhere,
In any case, track down no solace, no harmony, no Danny.
The world appears to be chilly, a relentless machine,
Without your adoration, I'm lost, concealed.
I attempt to occupy myself, with books and craftsmanship,
However, nothing can make up for the shortcoming in my heart.
The hurt of yearning, a consistent aggravation,
A significant weight, that I can't maintain.
I miss your grin, your giggling, your mind,
The manner in which you caused me to feel so fit.
Your affection was a fortune, a valuable gift,
Presently lost everlastingly, an excruciating fracture.
I long to hold you, to feel your touch,
To realize that our adoration, won't ever be squashed.
Be that as it may, destiny has mediated, a brutal wind,
Leaving me broken, lost, and uncontrolled.
I look for replies, however see as none,
Lost in a maze, where trust has gone.
The aggravation of partition, a weighty burden,
A weight excessively weighty, to be conveyed abroad.
I attempt to continue on, yet it's difficult to do,
At the point when each memory, carries me to you.
The prospect of losing you, perpetually, is a trepidation,
That torment my fantasies, a large number of years.
I trust sometime in the future, we'll see as our way back,
To the adoration we once had, a lovely track.
Up to that point, I'll continue, with overwhelming sadness,
Expecting a future, where we won't ever part.
Thus, I stand by, anxiously,
For the day when our adoration will vanquish demise.
At the point when we'll be brought together, by and by,
What's more, our hearts will retouch, and our adoration will rule.
Oct 11, 2024
Oct 11, 2024 at 12:46 AM UTC
Scalding my palm
On her rosy skin.
We are young, with a love that's warm
In it's infancy; honest, open, and giving.
I burn for her,
A wildfire of desire
With no forests' end.
I yearn to be the
One she does, when
She learns to love again.
Jun 25, 2023
Jun 25, 2023 at 11:27 AM UTC
i have seen you dancing with trees
warm and familiar, with an air that is sweet
in here, you appear, you dance into being
behind my closed eyes, you're watching me breathe
here i am autumn, stretching on beyond decree
opposite these falling leaves,
you are rosy cheeks and beaming teeth
but i insist, i am convinced:
autumn is a beautiful place to be
you are all that i seek,
all i would like to believe is real
so i try to remember if you ever liked me
but you are endlessly sunlit,
hued honey-gold, and evergreen
and this half-eyed fading lucidity,
is the only place we can hope to meet
so i insist, i am convinced:
autumn is my most beautiful dream
Feb 10, 2020
Feb 10, 2020 at 11:21 AM UTC
My face scrunches up,
Uncomfortably.
Hunching over,
My body draws into itself.
Tears pour out,
Streaming down my face.
Wiping them away incessantly,
Doesn't hault them,
Or my hysteria.
Rubbing uncontrollably,
The skin around my eyes,
Begins to tear.
I can no longer tell...
If I'm still crying,
Or if it's all blood,
Raining down my cheeks,
Staining everything red.
Jan 22, 2020
Jan 22, 2020 at 12:35 PM UTC
When the rains downed
When the clouds appeared
When the sun be absent
When the thunder was heard
When the lighten was seen
When the birds hide
When your face attended
When your spirit appeared
When your lips opened
Showing shiny look
The sun was coming
The warm was ascending
The universe was laughing
The rosy colors were dancing
Sep 17, 2019
Sep 17, 2019 at 2:58 AM UTC
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust) - 80
BismillahIr RahmanIr Raheem
I faithfully represent your complete creation,
Who is merged seamlessly with dear soul and rosy flesh.
He dearly wants to remain as a fond lover of his beloved,
Therefore, carefully select my dear heart for his beloved.
He entered heartily in my lively sense,
Thence he can express about his beloved.
He carefully develops me as a lover,
to adore His Beloved through my own sense.
Now My soul can't be singly from me,
Or my eternal love from my noble soul.
As I faithfully represent your complete creation
Whom He wisely Named as Ummah Thurab!
Allah Khair..... Khairul Rabul Alameen Yah Arrahmanur Yah Raheem
Ummah Thurab - Badshah Khan.
©UT-BK 2019
Mar 28, 2019
Mar 28, 2019 at 3:32 AM UTC
Those little moans,
the thrusting of the hips,
the hush of the mouth,
the rosy cheeks,
that is all you need
when it comes to me.
Jan 15, 2019
Jan 15, 2019 at 12:50 PM UTC
O why, O why, O why was I born in this non-laternlit world?
No!
O why, O why, O why was I born in this non-torchlit world.
What woe!
And try, and try, and try I do, to fulfill myself, all others, too!
And try, and try, and try I do, to remind myself, all others, too:
That it is not man's devices that light the darkness,
but the sun's brightness…
Jul 5, 2018
Jul 5, 2018 at 1:54 PM UTC
***approaching nightfall
rosy stray lips talk too much
drinking the false truth***
Jan 28, 2018
Jan 28, 2018 at 12:09 PM UTC
Oh in these turbulent Rosy times!
Taking our moments of togetherness
Our precious memories
Making them closer to ourselves
Will we get lost in
Each other!
I am the lyric
You are the notes
Of joy
Oh my dearest!
Who is the most loving of
Me!!
Oh I am the river
That flows touching the shores
And you are my destiny
The ocean!
Oh in the garden of spring
Everywhere the colours reign
I am the fragrant aroma
And you are my carrier
O dearest wind!
Where am I,O?
Oh you are the moon
Of the night
And me,
It's happy dream!
Oh you are but
The everlasting dream
In our world
We weave
Around us!
Oh in these turbulent Rosy times!
Taking our moments of togetherness
Our precious memories
Making them closer to ourselves
Will we get lost in
Each other!
In the mirror of my mind
Is reflected in happy shame
The colourful mind of your's!
Like the pearl in the
Heart of the shell
Oh dearest,you are my life!
Oh playing with laughter
And tears
Will both of us
Go away
On the pathway of life!
Oh in these turbulent Rosy times!
Oh dearest,you are the warmth of my desires!
You are the heart of my mind!
Oh having loved you
I have found myself!
Understood my dreams
Not understood.
Oh in lives after life
You being my God
Would come
In the temple of
My mind's heart!
Oh in these turbulent Rosy times!
Jan 27, 2018
Jan 27, 2018 at 10:08 AM UTC
My love I saw you in a dream with rosy glow
Please just do not ask me the price of the show
You are unaware of love blow but I do know
That how enchanting beauty in my veins to flow
Love is neither comedy nor take it as a tragedy
But still it is that wonderful heavenly golden key
Which opens those closed doors of beloved free
Through which a lover has taken away his fairy
My sweetheart please do not be victim of rivals
Let us be fair,frank in our approach like angels
Even if by people we are just considered as rebels
Let be like a beacon of light to create the miracles
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
Oct 27, 2016
Oct 27, 2016 at 3:36 AM UTC
My childhood, what a rosy picture. The Texas drought was over. You could see the dewy leaves, on the wet sidewalk. The tree’s, so grand, towering over me. The sun peeks through the branches, and a beam of light meets my eye. I see gold dust gleaming, glittering, glowing; which makes my yellow sundress twirl round, and round, and round. The clouds blush pillows of rosy gold. A light airy mist lands delicately in my caramel colored hair. No worries, no responsibilities.
All the grass is wet, and green again.
I am happy.
Sep 12, 2016
Sep 12, 2016 at 12:30 PM UTC
There are few rosy corners,
In that darkened hall.
Where things we want hidden,
Stay and have a ball.
Fear is the stopper that keeps those things there,
When nothing is done.
After awhile you don't care,
So how long will you hide from the sun?
Or from your fears burning inside out?
One day there will be nothing more to see,
For the fears you have you'll wear on your sleeve.
Dec 13, 2015
Dec 13, 2015 at 10:05 PM UTC
Look at this apple.
Rosy and round and seemingly perfect on the outside.
Until you get to the core.
All brown mush and mould;
It's rotten.
***** stinking rotten.
Don't ever look at the inside again;
That way, you won't feel quite so guilty
About the neat exterior.
Because the way the apple is,
Is not how the apple really is.
Rotten.
May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 5:49 PM UTC
I love kissing your lips
until an array of rosy pale bliss
shines along your ashy cheeks
breathes a sigh of relief.
Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 6:45 PM UTC
Blessed will be the day,
No clouds will be gray,
Month will be hot as May,
Incantations the priest will say,
We will 7 times go 'round the flame,
Thence we wouldn't be in any fray,
All coming to our life will be love.
Jul 6, 2014
Jul 6, 2014 at 6:09 AM UTC
Each day, my rotten flesh
Is being picked away.
The scabs blossoming
With their rosy red smiles,
So crystalline
And bright.
And as I shed my winter coat,
The sad mass of green goo,
A figure, raw and sick,
Is left behind.
From thick
To thin.
Now ******
And bare,
Somehow this spring breeze
Is more like poisoned air.
May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 11:25 PM UTC