Darling, what is the point
When there's no one
To catch you on the other side!
I think of the time
When i used to believe
In fate, in serendipity
In forevers, in signs...
The kind of things
That have no place
In this cruel, cruel world...
We do not deserve forevers, with our sadly, fleeting emotions!
"You make me happy..."
It's not a sweet sentence,
It's a selfish one.
"I want you to be happy."
Now THAT is the kind of love, we write sonnets about.
"Absent - Redux"
I want to be it.
When you finally reach me,
With your bullshit words
And your practiced promises
When you hold my hands, with no feeling whatsoever
When you look at me, but don't see me at all
When I look forward to another day, waiting for it to end the exact same way.
When I pretend with a smile, and I keep doing it till the last of my breath...
Absent - I would like to be it, till death do us part
"I'd stop the world from spinning for you..."
- Crossfire series by Sylvia Day
For once in my life, I can agree
That fiction has the power to fuck you up.
Sometimes, when you feel a person pulling away from you, it could simply be that.
Not because they have a lot in their mind,
Not because they love you so much it scares them,
And definitely not because they are trying to protect YOU!
In real life, after all, people have the tendency to choose simpler things, beautiful things.
In real life, it could just mean that you are about to be left alone, without even a backward glance, without an apology, without a second thought.
In reference to - crossfire series by Sylbia Day (Gideon leaving Eva to save her from blowbacks)
Love doesn't die a peaceful death,
It is annihilated.
You are fighting,
You are hurting,
There's a war,
There are wounds.
And yet, the world passes by..
No one really sees the train wreck they just crossed...
The heart aches for poetry tonight,
I'll leave you to your intellect...
And it doesn't matter the number of breath we take in sometimes,
It just doesn't pump us back our lives
Let us all be strong darlings,
And let's stop craving for audience to witness our audacities!!
It wasn't long when i was thinking of sonnets
And feeling butterflies in my stomach,
I had just begun to feel the edges of bliss getting wrapped around me,
The echo of your footsteps made me feel like you were just around the corner,
The way you looked at me, made us feel so.. final!
Not so long, and yet it feels like a lifetime away,
Now, there you are, indifferent.
And here i am, empty...
For all those butterflies?
It feels like they have died.
"Life sucks, People suck," she sighed.
Her friend laughed. "It depends", she replied, "on allowance - on how much you allow people to suck the life out of you!"
'True', she realized. 'True. I allowed too much, too soon. I should have been careful.'
Who did it?
Who convinced you that you are less...?!!
When you look at the mirror and wonder if there's anything worth looking.
When you look at other people and find them to be so much more of everything, than you.
When you are so damn convinced that you cannot get anything done right?
When there are doubts in your head about how far you would succeed in life...
Whom do you see?
Judging you, wrongly!
Who is it, honey?
Who made you feel less??!
Who did it...!?
It has come down to this...
I am focusing on a nightmare,
To get rid of your dreams!!
Kya din dikhaati hai
Zindagi tu bhi,
Ke kaagaz haath lagte hi
Alfaaz khatm ho gae...
I can see the image getting blurry,
I can hear your name scratching away,
Did i just dream the impossible, darlin?
Is it, after all, not You?
Even if I am going down,
I wont do it without putting up a fight!
"But, what's the point, if you are going to loose anyway?"
Oh honey, you haven't seen me in a fight!!
"Half agony, half hope"
That's the tragedy of loving someone with a poetic heart,
Your head has already crafted the end,
You are already tethered between the butterflies of new love and agony of love lost!
It feels as if the universe is laughing at my cynicism...
Everytime, I feel my heartbeat race, for no reason at all
Everytime I get hungry and then loose my appetite, from a stomach full of butterflies..
Everytime I smile, all my smiles just for you!
How many times have I ridiculed the concept of this
How many people have I made fun of because of this!
How is it, honey, that in less than a month, you have made me realize ,
it's not a name, but a person, who should make my heart beat this wild!
At the end of the storms that life presents,
There are two categories of people left...
Victims... and Survivors.
Why are you so desperate to become like everyone else, love
When you are, infact, unique...
We all have bullies hidden inside us..
Look around you, love
You might be the reason for the demons in somebody's life..
If I have to, I'd rather compromise with success than principles...
We can sing the tunes of democracy till our lungs give out,
But we ain't reaching anywhere till little girls with ponytails are forced to dance for pennies,
And the old beggars on trains are living with the fear of being kicked!
And we are RIGHT THERE - providing those pennies and not raising our voice!
There's a reason why
They ask us to measure our words
And think before acting...
For once a line is crossed,
There's no uncrossing it!
I remember the way you used to write, curling your words, holding your pen in a peculiar way.
I remember the patterns you used to draw, to avoid listening to the teacher insisting to literate us!
I remember you adoring me in high school - a time when people are nothing but mean to each other.
I remember the assemblies, the tuitions, the bike rides together, darling.
I don't know why it wont leave me today - the thought that no one can take your place...
I envy everything that they get out of you,
The way you smile at someone when you adore them,
The dinner and desserts that you have with them...
Everytime you give them something that speaks volumes about your kind heart,
And every time I miss out on doing something for you, to make you smile...
I hate that it was meant to be this way,
I hate that we didn't get enough time together,
I hate that I cant even hate your people, because they were there for you at a time I was too bratty to care...