Stab Stab
Your  words are like a knife
When we are together
We can never make things right
I try to put the fire out
But you just make it worse
Our friendship can be good,
Or it could be a curse

Dear life take a pause.....let the death explain my existence...
Let my emotions be dribbled through each corners of my known ones' brain....
Let their eyes ignore my presence and after my collision with death let their brains remain haunted by my absence.
Wait in between my presence and absence....there are brains and eyes only.....
Yeah..... Brain and eyes witnessed the both my presence and absence.....but where is the heart.....
In my whole journey of few lunar years I'm unable to find the heart...
That heart which do not hurt.....Cause when it comes to mine.....MINE.....literally hurts
My heart  hurts.......or got hurt....its a satire on you my life.....
It's each borrowed beat burns...
Not for a long.....just for few moments...... Give this beat a pause....a rest......
So my dearest fellow life only you where the one who didn't left me....in my rains and storms..... Give a chance to that death to accompany me.
Let me see the other option of course after you.... Is loyal enough or not...??
If not then you are allowed ......like a true friend to clench me from the lap of death.....the mysterious death......my dream death.....

They said she could not love
Another soul
But O God she loved
She loved too much
She loved too many
She loved every:
Face
Body
And soul...
She didn't hate
She loved
She loved like a flame burning the house down
She loved with a thirst
She loved too much
Disappointment and jealousy hit her like a bang
She turned love into pain and hatred
She doesn't believe in love anymore
She cannot
Love
Another soul

I was falling apart just like those dry autumn leaves that fell from the trees into your hands.
Oh! how I wished your hands held my broken pieces, just the way you held those leaves.
Oh! how I wished you sew my broken pieces together with the warmth and passion of your love.
Oh! how I wished all of this was true, but your love; it was just a dream, just an illusion, just a fantasy playing in my head.