I saw a guy today, not him, his eyes. These light brown shades were into someone, a girl probably his girlfriend. Her ballerinas kept touching his shoes as they giggled into each other. He probably was whispering jokes in her ears, disappointed jokes, her face said it all. I still had two more stations to understand them. My novel which was on the same page since four stations started giving me a look, it became a way to hide myself from their glances, while Shawn Mendes kept screaming '..am without your kisses, I'll be needing stitches' in my ears.
A few more seconds into them I realized that the boy was crazy for her and it was good, the way he caressed her hair it made me smile and I got...
It's been years when you knocked my life up. I have adored you since then, let it be my dreams or the time we spend in my maze, we loved each other to the core of our heart. You saved me by giving me a hope of not being a left one in this world.
You stretched my lips when I was about to cry, you hugged my soul when I was down, you sat beside me when I couldn't concentrate in life anymore. You were always there to hold my arm in my ups and downs in a past few years.
Not that you were trapped in my mind, I tried to find you all these years. I looked into several eyes to find yours, but I couldn't find the warmth you provided me with all these years. With a hope of being able to catch ...
You'd pick me
if I was a rose
but being a sunflower
has its own tale
You have been working
All over again yeah
Just make sure
You get the clues right
"I remember the days when I was lost in the dark forest this world belong to. I always looked for an arm to hold while walking past the roaming creatures. Until one day, a creature poisoned me with his love and the arm I wanted became the fire to light up my forest." He read the exerpt she was writing while walking past her, and planted a kiss on her neck.
Her creature knew her love for writing.
"Soja ab" (Sleep now)
It wasn't midnight, but just another odd hour I was sleeping in after a long day at college.
That was a busy week I must say, with lots of pending assignments and projects, and cherry on top, our FOC teacher decided to take viva the next day.
We were already on 3rd floor, outside our engineering drawing lab when I started to walk past stairs and he came to me. As usual he patted my shoulder and with a gentle hold of my arm, he turned me around. I smiled. That stupid smile I pass to almost everyone when they look into my eyes, maybe because I feel so proud that someone is actually talking serious to me? I get to hear a lot from my friends about ...
Unlike everyone else,
I wanna go in future
rather than the past,
to find you.
Dear 'receiver of my letters',
I know you have all my secrets kept inside you. But deep inside, I want you to expose them. Though I keep you locked, I keep the key beside you, in a hope that you will break the restrictions. From the faded ink I wrote the letters to him, I want him to read them before it disappears.
But deep inside, I am afraid. Afraid of being ignored, being depressed with every thought of him being with someone I was always jealous of. I have seen him smiling through the darkness and I don't want you to be the reason for his sadness. That's the reason for which I have kept you in the safe, deep inside my world that no one find out, that you even exist.
But it kills me e...
It was you who bothered
and questioned if I cried
Behind those smiles
It was you who asked me
To sing my depressing lines
Proudly over the streets,
It was you who held my hand
And swung it open
To hug me once
And when no human could
Feel the pain inside me
It was you, my breeze
Who kissed away my pain.
To the future better half,
I am done with waiting :)
It's been so long since I ever talked about you,
Like I stopped enquiring about my breath anymore.
With each blink of my eyes,
I tend to forget every dream I had about you.
Even they now ask me, if i am okay?
I smile, and move on
Without crying about you.
Sometimes I wish I had your fingers to brush off my tears.
Sometimes I wish I had your arms I could wrap myself from.
Sometimes I wish I had your hair to adore.
Sometimes I wish I had your eyes I could stare into.
Sometimes I wish I had your smile to kiss.
Sometimes I wish I had your ears to speak into.
Sometimes I wish I had your hug to forget my pain.
Sometimes I wish I had you to love.
And sometimes I wish you were real enough to love me.
I love you my stuffy. You are the only one. <3
June In Wales...
Blackthorn's bridal white blooms
yield to spring leaves, summer roses,
woven tangles of honeysuckle,
sheep in throes of labour,
rust coloured hares, silver glints
of moon and sun upon water,
a solitary swan, pairs of geese,
circling buzzards, swooping swallows,
darting bats, crushed mint leaves,
thyme, sweet peas, tomato plants
all swooning in the summer afternoons.
To the map,
I know your regret being with me and everyday I just try to make you smile so that you can see my love for you.
It's hard for you to make those lovable eye-contacts again but I still love it when you smirk at my stupidness.
I miss those late night conversations we had on our bed followed by a silent sleep but I am in love with those moments you try to check if I am okay or not at night.
I know you get mad at me at my unforgivable mistakes yet I try to apologize and make things alright between us.
But remember, I will never let you leave me because you might be the first person in fall in love with. And trust me I will find you somewhere on the sea bed waiting for your lost sta...
You can't breathe me to death.
I know you have gone through a lot
But choosing me over your life isn't great
Think about those little hands who beg for your hugs when they sleep
Just have a look at your lady sacrificing her passion for you
And millions of creatures living just for you.
Think about that heart who held you in your bad times
And all you want now is to stop it after you cry
Feel the air your lungs love
Rather than putting me inside your soul to death.
I am bad
I am a cigarette
But I can't stop being that
But you are a human
Think about them once
Before kissing me again.
you witness me crying
but it's difficult for you
to travel so far
just to wipe them off.
Yet your twinkle satisfies me
and I wipe them off
just to reflect a smile
to my boy,
t w i n k l i n g up there.
i don't want to see tomorrow's morning
as it will ask me to leave you,
but seeing you all night is another pleasure
waiting for you, to flicker your lashes again.
Every time I managed to escape his gaze,
His whole universe pranced across my eyes.
The way he touched the soul of my saudate ,
Felt like the sirimiri kissing my lips.
Out of akrasia his thoughts glittered my spine,
And his contagious stretch of lips took me to his world.
Where he and his lover peacefully kissed,
Leaving me to be a nyctophile as the day was for his love.
Sometimes I want to jump off the edge of winters
And crawl on your skin to feel the heat
Ignoring the scratches of love from strangers.
Sometimes I want to drown in the ocean
And drink your drenched lips to feel the beat
Ignoring the tears who already possess it.
Sometimes I want to explore the caves of island
And absorb your flaunting screams to feel the passion
Ignoring the red you lost in pain.
And sometimes, I want to get lost in those stars
And behold you sleeping to feel the love
Ignoring the sobs you lost for him.
I gain my faith in love whenever I see you two seeing your world in one another's eyes. The way you make her feel special every moment and the way you reminds him that he's never alone. You two only your lo look so perfect together that your love for each other consoles my heart that someone is looking for me too, in the crowd of these lovers.
But when I see some ugly you getting dumped by your partner, all my hopes shatters in a piece of paper I write for him daily. Just so that when we meet, I can show him how I lived without him crying for love every night. But when you two have each other's back and I have nothing to feel, my imagination loves me deeply.
Maybe I won't ...
I am grown up now, biologically because I don't know my real age. Things change with time, like my mind. Birthday wishes from everyone don't interest me now, a real gift do, a lovely hug. I never noticed the sacrifices my parents did to bring a smile on my face every moment, but this day, something hit me so hard that I fell in love with them again.
There were days when I used to try my best to hit 12 but ended up at 7 every morning with a birthday song they used to sing with a smile to make me blush. Those all time favorite food used to smell so good from Mumma's kitchen to knock my hunger. And there were times when I used to sit with phone to attend every call from my friends and relati...
This mind of mine
Is expanding dense
With all these thoughts
In midnight tense.
All those happenings
Reminding one by one
A reason for guilty
As an exaggerating sun.
I made them smile
Hiding my tears
I wrote for them
Not to let them judge me as gelid.
I want to write
I want someone to write
Write what I wrote
To stop this universe of mine.
You only know if you love her,
when you describe her worst the best.
I don't know why things are awkward between us. Those friendly smiles met the shore of formal rendevous and have just lost somewhere, somewhere deep inside us. Those endless chats, and early morning smiles are replaced by nothing-to-say calls. I know things weren't so cool between us to be shared frankly but I always believed in friendship not the one, they follow. You defined a bond between us, but later just you melted with them and was no special. The days I spent with you were as beautiful as my life back then. Waiting for dad to come back from his job just so that I can text you again. And how you nicknamed me and shared a part of your life. I thought we will stay the same, forever. Bu...
It's the same red
that you consider a taboo
when she posses it on her skirt.
It's the same red
that you crave for
when doctor says you are critical.
It's the same red
that soldiers lost
while fighting for your luxury.
It's the same red
that your mother lost
when you entered this heaven.
It's the same red
the same red
that you posses, even in your mind.
Stabbed inside him
it stood fearlessly
ready to push the smiles
out of his mind, haunting for days
for which he is numb
depression it was
took birth inside him
needless of anyone,
it grew on its own.
He was fertile
for this plant to grow
and society watered
to make him low
to which he stood
repelling the words
and the magical spell
as it was something
attracting the hell.
feel like his home
he wants to stay in
regardless of nature
it's an addiction,
to pass the smirks
than the smiles
hidden in his heart.