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Bvaishnavi Nov 2023
I have so many things I'm grateful for,
One must think thee is fortunate,
But wish I could say I love my life,
A life where,
I sure was important,
But never for once, was a priority,
Where I'm sure loved,
But never a beloved,
I hate how I'm never chosen,
I hate the way my opinion is ignored,
I hate the way I'm not considered,
I hate the way you buy my obvious lies,
I hate the way even I never choose me,
I have the way I never got to choose me,
I hate the way I loved you,
I hate the way you love me,
I hate the way I strive for your appreciation,
I hate the way I never give up,
I hate the way I never get used to,
I hate the way only our washroom walls know me,
I hate the way I get ignored,
I hate it so much to admit,
That I'm the side character of my own story,
I hate the way how I feel,
Long gone girl who dreamed to conquer the world,
Long gone girl who was carefree.
From the pit of my stomach to my burning throat,
For once I wish to be selfish and go vanish
For once I wish to to selfish and die.

I laugh at my own tragic fate,
How I'm aware many will cry,
When I die,
Yet no one values,
While I'm alive.
Bvaishnavi Nov 2023
It's tragic,
How some things sustained hate,
Without any mercy, without any fault,
Fate for some is Distraught,
And not even bothered to be fought.
Like we appreciate the bright light,
Doing the doable,
And the dark got cursed,
Without any sin,
While the brightest suppressed the visible stars,
Can anything shine brighter when not in the dark?
Bvaishnavi Nov 2023
Now my words go rattle,
Why "not hurting" yet "being evident" is always a battle?
Bvaishnavi Nov 2023
The future and past are no big problems,
Than being in the present.
Bvaishnavi Nov 2023
I'm trying, trying and trying,
To ignite the wavering spark,
To fuel the not-burning burning desire,
But I'm trying to light a blaze,
With mere logs turning to haze,
I'm spilling my life into lighter flames,
Amidst the heavy rains and thunder games.
Bvaishnavi Nov 2023
A solo pillow fight,
Waiting for you all night,
Finally, exposing your signs,
skimming through curtain blinds,
Greetings dear golden light.
I dance from the bedroom,
To the faucet  countenance the mirror,
Not a blink of sleep, pondering all night,
Yet I wonder why someone is looking so bright,
I smile at myself, am I being foolish or is it a happy delight,
Trying the same outfit, for nth in the daytime,
I'm yet not sure if I seem all right,
I'm at early the station, unusual
Yet I don't mind,
You have the mightiest effect,
I'm just dying for your sight.
There you are seemingly like a day star,
Donning into freshness, hair so perfect,
Definitely a work of art.
Tapping his feet, a nervous Confident man,
Here I get my Peer,
I'm not the only one miserable here.
Words flowed like fluid, I never had to think twice,
I just keep grinning obviously to let you feel your significance.
And the sky was turning peach,
When we arrived at the beach,
You held my hand and I had to on my life,
My whole body went so numb,
And my hand never felt so alive.
We both were running,
In my mind, I'm already flying,
The beach, the sand, the sky, the sun,
Various views,
Yet I'm bewildered between your charming smile and those ocean eyes.
Blow of cool winds,
Flaming intense gazes,
Giggles, amusement, nervousness and sparkling eyes,
The beautiful curvature of your lips above that little chin,
Above all,
I let the intimacy of our interwind hands win,
Now shall pass another night,
I'll recite our souvenirs, to witnessing Twilight,
Now shall pass another night,
With hearts of contented delight,
While I await another sunlight.
Ps. I'm not in love, just best love stories are always dreamt. At least for me.
Bvaishnavi Nov 2023
Focus:
When all your inner voices
Cooperate with you to work on one thing.

20 years to learn the meaning,
How many more to exhibit?
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