I rant and write ;)
Like clouds and rain
we are supposed to let go pain.
It’s said not to dwell on past
but does mind ever stop?
They command you to
walk on betrayal
then talk about hope.
I know you’re running
out of patience and
have been there myself,
I too am
tired of hearing
songs of disguised elf.
You must be brave though
breathing after blood and war,
You have left flesh
and became poetry
I am proud of you
for coming this far.
~🧜🏻♀
My heart ache for the souls left unheard,
Be it humans or that caged bird.
If I could be the voice, I would shout all day,
Will mold my lungs to breath everyone’s pain away.
No one should be hushed, for earth belongs to all,
Have this desire to hold everyone and never let them fall.
Whole universe cries every time anyone’s dream shatters,
Every word, every smile, every single breath matters.
~🧜♀
Also, Twitter.
I belong to this world or maybe I am the world or just a void in space, whatever it is, some days I am so full of life, feels like I could give birth to million galaxies and swallow down the burning meteoroids or maybe save everyone from existential crisis. When I see someone suffering, especially something I have been through and managed to survive, there is this invincible desire to move their world upside down and make them see, how incredibly tiny and pointless their pain/ sufferings are. Then, at the exact same moment I want to stay distant, speak only when asked and help only as much as needed to let others soak up the hell fire and be their own Phoenix.
Everyday, I come across someone who starts or end the conversation with “you/ your words saved me” and I just end up smiling, doing nothing, trying to be distant. Like how!
I can barely drag myself out to at least to breathe. I leave conversations in cliffhanger, don’t reply for weeks, worse, delete my accounts. When I am back from the shell, how everyone is still here? Why everyone is still here?
There is this person living inside me, even after all the hell I put through myself, she never left, she actually refuses to leave. And wants to save everyone, her believes in love are so strong that all my demons cry for her to leave. But she keep trying to pull off these “heroic” scenes. Once I told her, if you must,then save me from myself.To which she replied, “saving is not something you need”.
OKAY. What do I need then?
You can call me narcissist, but my world does revolves around me. I am the greatest weapon of destruction and source of healing I have ever known, and these days..
I am not sure what I am.
Here’s to a beautiful year.
This is the longest relationship I have ever had with any kind of social media account (with minimum fluctuations) and I seriously never thought of coming this far.
Will keep posting like before (every Saturday) and will try to read each of your work.
And I actually like WordPress, so hope to stick around here, till next year.
Thank you for reading, for making me believe that words can never lose their magic.
If they ever do, I know other forms of art too 🙂
Thank you ♡
Your heart was a hurricane
soul was a vast sea,
I miss the old times
when your words were free.
Layers on layers of impair
what have you become?
Let me hear this story
sit here, come?
Talk to me, tell me
where all of this went wrong?
I’m here to listen
even if it’s infinitely long.
You’re the closest to me
why still feels miles apart?
I know it hurts
we share the same heart.
Even in summer
your smile is cold as snow,
I never left during storms
I know, you know.
When I was painting sunsets
you were busy looking for rain,
I tried to show you spring
but you kept looking for pain.
It hurts my heart to see you
keep roaming here and there,
I yelp at your scars
but mostly cry over the tied hair.
I have always been here
please try to see,
Together we can acquire anything
I just need you, us and we.
I have lived with you
in between your screams,
cried for your laughter too.
I have always loved you in silence
because I know you.
~Me to me.
I met this guy on the shore,
He was cool, funny
and something more.
Bright ocean blue eyes
and a strong jawline,
With a height, almost fine.
Golden hair, perfect lips,
He was roaming
around the ships.
Due to shore’s haze
My whole body shuddered
under his gaze.
He motioned towards me
and opened his arms,
For the first time,
I really felt protected,
safe and warm.
He stayed for few days
and I was all his,
Ocean was warning me,
through the fizz.
I started to believe in love
He gifted me a pair of dove.
He believed in dreams,
so I gave him a dream catcher,
Was not aware,
he was a snatcher.
During one night,
we were sitting on the rock,
This time,
Instead of me he was staring at the clock.
I knew a mermaid
was not allowed to fall
But this love
really was moon’s call.
Ripping ocean’s lap,
He left with his ship,
And I still miss him
with every flip.
I learned his past
present
desires to fly,
The way he sounds
when his demons cry.
His scent,
voice,
fears,
Love, was divine.
I wanted to claim and
make him mine.
Under the moonlight,
on heart’s call,
I was ready to breakdown
my heart’s wall.
Everything was perfect
and fine,
until I came to know
he was dying to
call me his lifeline.
I witnessed a love,
nearly perfect.
My locality was
dancing under a special effect.
My soul was empty
and heart
full of doubt,
Over the rainfall
I ended up
choosing drought.
Pushed him away
was afraid of being healed,
Here I am,
Alone,
with my high shield.
I looked at him
while crying,
I knew
there was no use of trying.
You left and moved
towards the wood,
And I stood there,
like you said I should.
Every path I take is black,
I wonder if you ever
going to come back?
Whenever these roads
try to threaten me,
I wish upon him,
but never came he.
I know you closed every door
which led you my way,
Damn!
I still keep my hopes high
for another day.
