It feels like I'm cursed,
The unsatisfactory beige in my red,
A girl loved me once, pure at heart,
Gave her all to me, ready to desoul herself, I respectfully rejected her,
Realising I won't be able to give her what she actually deserves,
yet she cursed Me to feel the hurt she's going through.
Oh I'm feeling it every bit-
All the time I was with someone, desouling myself,
for the person I thought would love Me with her all,
Unknowing, that she's soo deep in her past, she doesn't have enough left for Me.
She just can't Move on from her first love, who she lost
And yet can't lose her second love,
Coz even after rejecting her, she'd still do everything for him, coz she still loves him......
Relationships and friendships come to an end for a reason. The turmoil and stress it brought into your life was meant to drive you away and help you realize how much they would have kept you back from blossoming into the person you have become today. @PLECCA
It's funny how the chain goes,
Unrequited Love they say,
Her guy loved a girl, his love?
Unrequited.
My girl loved a guy, her love?
Unrequited.
I love my girl, my love?
Feels Unrequited.
A girl loves me, but her love?
Unrequited.
Some guy loves this girl, yet his love?
Unrequited...
You keep reminiscing about him,
all I do is look at you,
Knowing I'd never have that,
It hurts to realise,
That the person you thought was the love of your life,
Never treated you as hers,
I'm just another lover,
Babe, I deserve everything
N I know you don't have enough for Me...
Few of life’s ironies:
- Feeling trapped between sadness & happiness
- Wanting to let go, yet wanting to stay
- Telling someone you love her, yet choosing to always break her heart.
The night which twists my soul around
The smile which makes my sword swirl around....are they not strong to pull me down and throw me up...
The touch of darkness and its embrace of cold....does it not remind me of those bewitching eyes...
The call of the dark which howls like a raging wolf...Sounding like your call to me...
The tip of my spear to slash down the world, just alike that sleek tongue of yours...
The walk towards the journey of light akin to pulling myself away from you...
For the ying and yang to stay together...
To show demeanor of death and hold the world of compassion
Not to let go of the embrace of cold but also to hold down the warmth of the world
For my journey isn...
To the one who survived,
walking down a desolated land in a night with my eyes staring at those twinkling stars. yet, stopping in my path and roaring out into the sky with a broken heart
with tears filled eyes and a body fuelled by rage walking towards desolation and the darkness I find warmth in
for living in the light with patience and only love to be given...ive found nothing but pain in the end
for the bond which I once tried to hold on slipping away due to the love towards them
for the love which is sought as weakness and patience as an inability....for the bonds which I've tried to save and to mend my broken heart again
yet, with a smile, I've received it again one last time
at t...
its been 2years now... since the day I grew a pair of wings to fly in the sky and reach you
2years since... the day when I first felt as if I have brought my world down to your knees and make you the hilt of my sword
2years since... I've seen those pair of dark eyes which once meant the world, the presence of which made me feel that I could ward off...the greatest forces on earth
2years......since the protagonist of the story lost his emerald jade in the midst of benevolence and hatred
2years....since it turned me into the loudest person on the planet...with the spark of my soul lost in darkness
2years... since I've encountered the strangest of events with a gratifying smile ...
What women can relate?
I love how you treat me as a queen....when you are well aware that I'm so flawed. The way you kiss my forehead following a big hug when you see me. It blows me away that you love me harder on the days when I push you away. Most men usually leave by now. This wall that I set before you isn't because of you. I'm so used to being used and giving myself away to losers who never deserved that part of me.
I must say, I tend to get uncomfortable when things get comfortable. I tend to run when things gets steady. I know, I know.... I've been called damaged goods. Forgive me...I don't exactly know how to love properly but I would love to learn......
દુનિયામાં આવ્યો એકલો હતો,
પણ આજે તારો સાથ છે,
જવાનું પણ એકલા જ છે,
પણ ત્યાં સુધી હાથમાં તારો હાથ છે,
રહેવાનું નથી એકલા હવે થી,
કેમ કે હરહંમેશ તું સંગાથ છે,
મજા માણવાની છે હવે જીવનની,
કેમ કે તારો સથવારો છે,
આવશે અને જશે ઘણું જીવનમાં,
પણ તું સદાય પાસ છે,
રહી જવાની તો બસ આ યાદો છે,
કેમ કે આ "પરમ" ની તું ખાસ છે.
I gave my heart as a birthday gift to you so that my heart cant be used by anyone in this world except u.....
I love to hold u in my chest
I love to hold ur hand to a longer distance.
I love to see ur beautiful way of sleeping where u behave like a child in my lap.
I love to lean on your shoulder where my Fourhead will long.
And wait for that valuable longing kiss.
That one kiss gives me a beautiful peace and pleasure of life to live in this world
_Jenitanicholas
In life, you will learn that you never get what you believe you deserve, you get what others feel you are worthy of receiving. If you are not ready for the opportunity or prepared to love, it will elude you. @PLECCA
I have stories to write about you,
I may have a song to sing too.
I want to sketch life out with you,
I may build one amongst a few.
How important does it have to be in place,
With such a mess around...
Knowing that I will run out of ink,
With such short cess around...
You feel I am Vanilla,
Yet it is ordinary that is a bless(ing) to the ground.
Comic Hero
He brings out the worst in me
He makes me rip his head out
He makes me cry over such petty things
He makes me soo soo angry
And yet i still hold on to him?
You ask me why?
Well only he can make me smile when i am upset.
He only can tolerate long description of my ordinary day.
He is the only one who has figured out how much i love pizza and can eat whenever and forever.
Only he travel hours to make me smile cause he knows that seeing him would brighten my day.
Only he knows my favourite flavour of ice-cream and only he can snatch it away and eat.
Only he knows how much i like to drive and how easily that cheers me up.
But then everybody does this for people they love.
What makes us sp...
The day you told Me "I don't LOVE you anymore"... You LOST Me.
Now everytime we fight and you won't talk, saying it's a shit concept -'talking things out',
you lose bits off of my conscience that fights for you.
N I win everytime, against that part of me. Funny how the roles have reversed.
There were times when I fought for you against you,
These are times when I'm fighting with myself... Against you!
|Silverthreads|
Lust starts with 100 percent and at the end only routine remain.
Love starts with 0.1 percent and at the end you can have 100 percent.
