you were nothing but the rude voices the clashing of swords and staves you broke me so hard i had to vent it out played with my heart for you to curse me with every nook and corner your will would ever have to offer to me oh love you should have believed me when i had said, "i am your little girl and you are my favorite bonhomie" i would forever hate to let you go i had tried with all my might but couldn't leave you alone as time savored my broken parts my character had to take off her unrelenting costume and unyielding face mask the way you killed and shattered each of my nerves apart cried bloated rebuked until i couldn't consume myself within the fierce and lawless that you were the fierce and lawless that you turned (me into) i created chances for you to blow me out and leave me the only golden moments to go fleeting a compassion beyond pain and only if i had an umbrella for my difficult moments the way you let me stand out in the cold darling, i would tell you, "you are deficient in reading me and oh so adequately! you failed me yet again, and miserably so."
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Depressed, Why not?
Depressed? Why shouldn’t I be?
My friends, my love all lost.
I lie in the cold, immovable.
My corpse shivering under frost.
Someone for me
Sometimes i want someone to
pat my back,
Sometimes i want someone to
kiss on my forehead,
Sometimes i want a tight hug,
Sometimes i want a warm
shoulder,
Sometimes i want someone to
hold my hand,
I just want someone.
~Divyanshi yadav
Forgive us dear Elephant
We are the demons, children fear,
Minions who burn their own gods.
We, a tragedy for the earth to bear,
A boon that turned out to be frauds.
What pathetic beings are we humans?
Our Maroonish Love
Pour your molten passion over me,
Let my skin char with your name.
And when I’d call out to you
Lie down over me, we’ll melt into the same.
just one of those things
It still sends a chill down my spine, knowing the way someone you love can change into someone you don't know anymore. ~S.L. Gray
you
ladders
I built ladders from hopes and aspirations : Hopes that somehow I might turn the dust around me into glimmering gold.
the seasons and us
The winter has our cozy hugs The summer has the intense heat generated when we are together The rainy season showers your love in its every drop The autumn sheds our heated arguments The spring let's our life to bloom again no matter how long we fight Every seasons reminds us of each other You to me and me to you...... -
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