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  Jul 2019 Bhumeeka
Shashishekhar
I asked for flowers, you gave me a garden
I asked for water, you gave me nectar
What should I ask for? So that you'll give yourself.
  Jul 2019 Bhumeeka
Veronica Moore
The world in my head
Is a magical place.
Where fantasies and adventures
Never go to waste.

The world in my head
Always roam free.
Like birds in the sky
Or fish in the sea.

The world in my head
Is a safe place to be.
Where secrets are locked
The key known only to me.

The world in my head
Can be quite scary.
From hateful thoughts
To nightmares that vary.

The world in my head
Is not like any other.
It's the place for me
There's nowhere else i'd rather.
Bhumeeka Jun 2019
Hug
Take me up in your arm,
let me sigh in that secluded dawn.

You are my serene shelter,
ethereally cozy,
and entwined with warmth.

I meltdown to your aura,
I meltdown to your caresses.
The broken unstable puzzles of me
fall right on the place.

Thousands of voices echoing,
old scars of ripped heart,
broken melodies of hazy eyes,
and the agonies of falling apart.

Your embrace knows them all,
like I have always belonged here.

Take me up in your arm.
let me sigh in that secluded dawn.
  May 2019 Bhumeeka
Blckstr
If you could read my mind,
You’d see a thousand papers
Filled with broken poetries
And deadbeat proses
Full of woeful verses
With mournful pieces
Of unfinished stories
That are yet to be written
And failed to be spoken;
If you could read my mind,
You’d hear horrible screams
And earsplitting weeps
From shattered dreams,
Kept in a nasty notepad,
Scribbled on a bed
Of bloodstained words,
Ringing in my head.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see the shadows
That lurk within me;
You’d hear the bellows,
Screeching the words
“I’m tired,”
“I’m a failure,”
“I’m stupid –”
I know it sounds stupid,
It’s pathetically foolish
And seems too *******.
If you could read my mind,
You’d feel the tears
I had ever failed to cry;
You’d see the people
That make the weak weaker;
You’d see the monsters
That consume my head;
You’d hear the hollers
That failed to be freed;
You’d see the heart
That still bleeds and bleeds.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see the face
I’ve failed to show back then,
The face I’ve faked back then.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see a character
I had ever failed to become
If you could read my mind,
You’d be able to read
A book you never wished
To touch and read,
But sometimes I still wish
Someone could read my mind.
Bhumeeka May 2019
I am an ocean.
My high waves, lusting the sun
Bhumeeka May 2019
Unleash me gracefully
Like, I am topping of the bake.
Hold me carefully
Like, I am dew drop near the lake.
Bhumeeka May 2019
The merry distance between us,
Is actually so far.

I am the full moon tonight
You were the brightest star
Both shining on the same sky
Just not at the same time.
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