When love ends
Our dripping hearts
Become pages and pages
Of poetic piercings
And "Dear You's"
That we continue to pen
In order to heal
But will most likely remain
Within a letter
Never sent. JD
*Bleeding On Paper*
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I am here to find you and
will go back with you,
Else I will die for you
until to meet you
Till the wait is over.
"From the fallen leaf to the lost shape of a heart".
In a dream during midnight,
God knocked my doors,
I opened and he said:
I am in a rush, You can ask me one question. I will answer it.
I think for a while then asked.
How do you define "Selfless Love"
"A Mother" God replied.
And when I wake up in the morning, I find my favourite dish in breakfast.
And I realised that, God answered my question perfectly.
Written the letters in the locked room
Covered, unread, few burned, some half written.
Breathing the words for releasing the hidden thoughts the real and all that is undone.
As words come some felt, some haven't and some meant to be loved. Patiently waiting to be embraced with kiss of ray and wilderness of painful flaws along.
Wild souls aren't meant to be tamed
It's what makes them so luring
To those who don't understand
What makes them so undeserving
To see a wild soul tamed under it's own terms and conditions
// Love Quote //
"Never Doubt to Your love,
If you are Truly Loving".
No need to doubt your love, because it won't cheat you, if your love is true,
If you are truly in love with someone, whom you love more than anyone,
Then your true love will never ends as never dies as never apart.
I bow in humble admiration
Will bending save me from damnation
There’s no such finer place on earth
The mountains tell me of my worth
A glance will never seem to do
A hundred lifetimes, still too few
The glinting sun, a soft reminder
This stillness, there is nothing finer
A jagged peak, and I am sure
My soul and this, are something pure
I'm so scared about my desicions. I can't change that I did, But I have a little piece of hope that you can find the right way.
Imagine a flower which is covered with so many layers of filthy fabrics.
Moreover, The flower has adopted some patterns and behaviours that push him away from his own origins. The origins which is essential mechanism for fulfilling his role in this entire eco-system.
That flower is not only creating misery for himself, but also disturbing the entire progression of ecosystem in a minute extent.
We all are living the life of that flower one way or the other. Adopting the patterns and tactics of others which are driving us away from who we are. And on a long run we are loosing grip over that Spark. A spark which has limitless possibility of magnitude. That way we are not just becoming our...
Writing from another perspective
My back's now physically corrected
I never choose to sit at a desk
I'll try to lay on my tum instead
Thats the different viewpoint I mentioned
Treating it like a new invention
Next I will try to stand on my head
Delirious stories right before bed
Oh no wait those are called prayers
To cover all of my gray areas
Being idealistic and blindly following other’s ideology.
Both are different things.
Often times we live with ideology and beliefs which are being imposed on us by certain external factors such as religion, social norms, family environment. Though it is necessary and good at certain point. Because it has made us more civilised than any other animal on earth. As human being evolved with time, humanity is always on an urge to live a better life socially. As a part of that silent and slow process, we share our ideals and values to our upcoming generations.
But the whole sense of duality and complications arise when we become intensely attached with one source. Our attachment with one e...
You love me,
I love you.
You show me
I'll show you
I reflect you,
The very things
You're afraid of,
What I'm afraid of.
How willing are we
To face what we've
Been running from
For so long?
Only time will tell.~E.M. Fraser
I’ll write for you a poem
That you can read from time to time
A tale of how we could be
In a world where you are mine
We’d travel near and far, just us
Walking city blocks together
Our feet could take us anywhere
And our hands would still be tethered
The starlight could be blinding
As the sunshine fades away
Just tell me what to write
And I’ll create anything you say
I could write us into forever
If you let my mind run wild
I’d write us onto the tops of mountains
Where we’d play just like a child
I’d write us into all the wonders
That I’ve ever dreamt of seeing
But the saddest part of writing
Is that I can’t write you into being
Those curled up arms around me
You weren’t trying to hold just me
But your shattering world so tight
Hoping to set everything right
Breaking down and while getting up
You did make incisions on my skin
But isn’t the scars carved beautifully
When I try to hold your love so closely
They aren’t something for you to bother
They are something for me to boast of
That with just two hands of mine to brace
I held thousand pieces of you in place
"About You" (I think).
I think I lost everything
When I lost you.
I think I got everything
When I got you,
I think you are that special charm of my life
That I was looking for, from the time
When I was alone me, to do not know
what to do in life.
You are everything to me.
My Better Half, My Better Love and My Better Life friend.
Never leave me, else that day will be my last day in the life.
"Keh le kitna bhi tu mujhko...
Seh lete hai ...
Khalipan kya hota hai..
Tujhse behtar zibdagi hai samjhaye mujhko ..
Karwat badlu ya na badlu..
Takiye ko har raat bhigo lu.
Phir bhi har subah uthkar
Kyu main zakhm dikhau sabko..
Jakar Kya Kya batlau kisko.
Zindagi kabhi khushiyo ka to
Kabhi takleefo ka hai taana-baana bunti..
Kar le kuch bhi tu iski khatir..
Ik din to hai ye dhokha deti.
Keh le jitna jee chahe tu mujhko..
Us in din aane tak Dena hai sath
Ye mera waada hai tujhko..."
Say whatever you want to me..
I will tolerate..
What is loneliness
This life defines me much more then you.
Do I change my side's ...