Sitting on your lap
With our lips touched, I feel you
I feel your warm body...
Dust scattered on our
Photo albums of wedding,
Hiding behind, love.
The Yin and The Yang.
My shell was the dark black case
Which you broke open through,
ILLUMINATING your light into my cave
The barren land first experienced dew.
I pushed you away from me
Telling not to get your heart stained,
I had long worked on my feelings
To get them perfectly chained.
But your were not afraid of my dark
You somewhere saw the white in me,
You held to me, showed me your little dark
You had the escape for the unknown MYSTERY in me...
I touched your hand and the darkness creeped
It creeped right through my arms,
Ignoring all that IMPERFECTION
You kept those fingers INTERWINED...
You have been so sweet and supporting throughout.You helped me in worst times.You loved me,ordered me whenever needed.
You made me smile..
Today is your birthday.You gave me so much and today I have nothing..
I can pray for you.I'll pray for your happiness and prosperity Sweedle.Today is your birthday I know Allah will listen me today.
Happy Birthday Sweedle.
Skylark Challenge 84
* MYSTERY * ILLUMINATING
* IMPERFECTION * INTERWINED * FLUORESCENT
"The Kiss : A Short Story"
A light house, standing tall between the exhilarating waves. It seemed they had already sensed it, and were already in the mood. Sound of splashes, strong breeze and somewhat cold weather was perfect for her to have that smile.
It wasn't that dark, and the FLUORESCENT lights coming from moon were already ILLUMINATING her face. I saw her unaware of my presence. I glanced her from behind the door.
"Come here and see the waves, they want to dance today...", she said without looking back.
"How did you know I got up here ? ", I ...
WHO MURDERED ME?
Breezy wind blowing,
Silent screams roaring.
Thundering & stromings.
Broken things lying,
In darkness, my eyes crying.
I sat squeezing myself,
Crumpled in fear.
A chill ran down my spine,
Hearing the whispers.
Whispers of an anonymous voice,
Asking me to leave.
Was it an alien or must be ghost, indeed.
I could feel it around me.
I threw the things,
Blindly on those intangible voices.
My voice continously trembling,
Asking for who it was.
I couldn't escape,
Doors were locked.
I locked myself in a room,
Sweating like never before.
The voice still haunting me in it's every corner,
My hairs are drying up
My eyes are losing its glow,
My hands are all wrinkled up
Why did you ever go?
Please come back to me
I want to feel home again,
I don't want to feel this fear of losing you
My thoughts are messing up in my brain.
I want you hear right now
Hold me and say you do love,
I don't want to drown without you by my side
Please help me come above.
Tell me you won't ever leave
Tell me we will marry someday,
Tell me we are never going to be separated
Promise to hold me till we are grey.
Shouting, screaming, yelling at you
All seemed to me okay,
Untill the moment you told me with hatred
To just go away.
I felt weak in my legs at that moment
How would've I even asked ...
There are ways to be beautiful that don't involve your appearance.
She's dancing in rain,
And he stood watching her there,
Standing far away.
let the sky be our roof, the horizons be the walls, let our love be the foundation of the palace of our heart.
HAPPY STATIONERY DAY!
Let's create a virtual world,
I will draw the sketch,
And you colours paint that world.
Sharpen me, I want to begin with the draw,
Let me carry with me, my friend eraser.
Let's paint the world with happiness,
Drawing smiles on every face.
We have the power to create the new world,
Ideas generated from you human's brains,
But executed by us, the stationeries.
I thought you were the destination i was heading to, then i realised you were just the starting point of the journey called life.
After years i wanted something from life,
after years i prayed for someone's happiness,
after years i cried being scared of loosing someone,
after years i panicked for someone's safety,
after years i found my home where i belong,
after years i realised i was again all alone,
after years i loved someone deeply,
after years i gave up on sleep to talk to somebody,
after years i behaved so childish infront of someone,
after years i wanted us to be one.
Ciego a ratos.
Sombras vertiginosas acostumbran nublar la vista, pero el que no apuesta poco puede aprender y poco puede ganar.
Largo viaje, es lo que pasa por mi mente semiconsciente; atado de manos y pies me resguardo en el cobijo de mi cama, pero debo ser fuerte para encontrar a ese que no le gusta a nadie "el frio". Con mucosidades oscilantes y dedos congelados sirvo de carnada para las bestias metalicas que me escupen a los pies de la universidad.
De mala gana hago espacio al conocimiento, pero al menos estoy abrigado y con un buen cafe en la mano...