{have you realized, my love?
        that you are
                all i breathe,
    all i seek
                up above
in the sky and clouds
            i’ve encountered
    a path
            in absence of
        you
        it leads me
to a vast
        and desolate
                darkness.

    the path is
            fragranced
    by your sweet
                and
innocent scent,
        your blissful energy
    trapped in captivity
            cries out to me,
my love

    my love, you are
        brandished
            by gold and ivory
    i'm in love with
your shine, but
            undeniably
    you aren’t looking
                    at mine.

    you, my dear, are
                magnetic,
transcending and
            everlasting joy
    rushes my heart
        while the thought
    of you

            rips.

                    me.

        apart.}
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-melancholicreator

One by one the lights go off,
Slowly burning to black,
The kitchen stove, red with heat,
Stills to a cool whisper,
Before the daylight finishes,
It charms us one last time,
Oranges and plums twist into midnight,
The birds stop chirping,
Their chatter sways to silence as the moon takes its place,
Kids close their eyes,
Leaving another day’s mysteries unlocked,
Phones on top of couches quit buzzing,
Cars’ beaming headlights become fewer,
And fewer
Life becomes a flickering candle
Just blown out

I wish there was such a place where
Every sundown we both could meet
Let our love expand as the deep blue sea
Under open blue sky we could breathe free
We could then sit under the shed of green tree
Far from all where nothing could come between you and me!!

An idiot is harmless,
Until that idiot falls in love,
Then they’re willing to do anything,
For the person they’re in awe of.

Whether its building a new world,
Or burning the old one down,
They’ll stop at nothing,
To give their love a crown.

Now if that love fades,
And they are left weeping,
They could take one of two paths,
Both will leave an empty heart unsleeping.

Path one is war and rampage,
Destroy everything in their way,
Path two is depression and tears,
They may cause their own doomsday.

Either way an idiot is harmless,
Until that idiot falls in love,
And if you happen to cross that idiot,
Beware for they do not care, they are deprived of---------

There is freedom in isolation,
in being idle and invisible,
where one could sit in muteness,
swim widely in dusk and ask,
"Am I really here,
if no one is around to see?"
A different kind of suicide

There is pleasure in being a shadow,
in pretending you don't exist,
to avoid acting like you do

Solitude isn't a time for me
to let myself free
but rather a time to free myself
from who I am

Outside the confinement of company,
I am anyone and anything,
I am someone else, somewhere else
I am alive,
but I am no one
I am alone

a.r.

The pain is gone,
The pain is gone,
I've finally found a friend,
I can count on.