♥︎In times past we fought the restraining arms of society, straining against our bonds like bulls locked in an arena.
♥︎When our horns finally broke through the iron bars, we ran toward the hills that fell away in a deadly trap, without cares for safety.
♥︎For love was our freedom for which we were willing to risk it all.
♥︎Falling towards the green vegetation that hides our unknown destination bellow the steep hills, hand holding, smiles wide and reassuring.
♥︎This is our only future and we would rather have it lie in the hands of the breathing hills than in the hands of bitter society.
♥︎Let's fall together and experience the last moments of ecstasy in the world's existence, before our eyes close and our love filled hearts cease to beat to the tunes of forever.
♥︎We knew this love was risk-filled but we drank it in full measure and slurped the remains in vigourous licks.
♥︎We were prepared to go through the dark forests of restraints and the quagmire of duty.
♥︎We were wipped across the face by taunting branches and soaked by muddy hands of selfishness, but we walked and wadded through the daunting obstacles, only to fall victim to the flaws in our blooming love.
♥︎Trapped in cages of despair, we look into the star-filled eyes that kept us going in winter's cold grip and summer's hot embrace and then tears leak from these love-blooming orbs to fall slowly on the welcoming sand.
♥︎Our paths had ended where they began, in observing gazes and silent promises, but now, not promises of forever in life but together in death.
♥︎As we fall towards the beckoning trees in the approaching moonlight, bear my heart on your chest, let it cushion your fall, so death does not grip you harshly but slowly and painlessly.
♥︎Together we lived, together we die. I am yours and you are mine in death.我爱你
I breath you in everyday In the colours of life In the fleeting smile across longing faces In the distant laughter Echoing off the walls of far away lands Siince you have left me All alone to pick up broken piecies of our love I'll glue them to my heart And keep them forever I told you my love was never a fleeting shadow It lasts forever I cannot love one now and forget tomorrow My heart beats once in ecstacy And not twice in reconciliation I was never made to love twice My love has always been a single rose Waiting to be plucked by the right soul As you look at me with fast fading eyes Do not tell me to move on and love another You plucked the single rose of this heart off the tree And now that it has been yours for blissful years Do not think it can be passed on like a baton To the next available fingers to ensure continuity. I'll love you till your next life I'll wait for you at the door steps of paradise Eagerly awaiting your loving smile and open arms As the light fades from your eyes Eyes that have loved me for so long As the loud sound of the heart machine wails in the dark night And your trembling hands go limp The buds of my heart close up in a long winter rest Only to be reopened under spring's yearning gaze Forever is Eternity's promise from me to you
All around me are words Words of condemnation Sharp tunes of denunciation In reply I say:
Stop telling her to stop Let her cry Her tears will heal her aching soul Let her purge the sorrow of loss Out of her system with gasping tears Don't tell her to stop the cleansing of her heart Her tears will scorch her cheeks But they would soothe her eyes
Wait! Don't tell her to cease Let her cry Her tears will calm her rage Her anger does not result in shouts Or hurtful barbs of words hurled No, she would rather hold it in And cry her anger to the face in the mirror Let her cry out her rage like a beast It hurts no one but herself They would make her head ache But they would relieve her emotions
Hold it! Let him cry out loud He's a man I know this very well But he has the tear glands too Let them do their glorious work Let them release his frustrations Let him cry out his pain Not hold it in masculinity's cage They would make him look weak to you But they would increase my love for him
Stop I say Yes, stop telling them to stop Let them remember and cry They're bold enough to recall Memories of their dead loved one It's not buried deep in a corner It's ever fresh in their memory So let them cry their pain and longing It'll help them hold on to love The tears would make them lonely But they would make them stronger
Stop it Let her cry out and fold over She's a woman I know But her pain twists her abdomen So let her cry her agony out She can't always walk straight and smile Stop telling her to be strong Tears are not dents in her armour So let the woman cry
Let them cry Tears are not weaknesses So please, cry
Sole+itude To be alone, is it really a bad thing? Maybe, perhaps I just want the solitude To feel the wind blowing my lone figure Solitude is not a box of pandora's curse It is a healing spring of lethe Where I forget painful memories And glean the sun's heat into my soul Solitude is not a permanently separated box Nor a caliginous alley that bodes evil Where you curl up in a foetal position Solitude means I have time for me and I I build my steps and cement my gaping cracks I reflect on life and its paradoxical complexities Solitude is not always isolation Solitude sometimes means participation Alone I can observe the world's creatures The lone fly, the crawling ants and scurrying rats Alone, I can appreciate their lives and experience I gleam more from my surroundings When I'm separated from the crowds in it I see beyond the surface smile to the nervous twitch I hear the bitter pain behind the booming laughter The looming hatred in the warm engulfing bear hug Solitude is not a crime to humanity Solitude does not mean loneliness Solitude is bliss
Staring at open space I appear blank like an empty slate But in a maze of dreams I'm far afloat Envisioning lives and colours unknown to reality
As the world bleds soot into clear eyes I close my eyes and hide in the calm waters of dreams Or perhaps they are wild musings, imaginations They entail bouts of insanity to some But cool springs of relieve to my aching soul
As the world cages us in its bitter vise-like grip I escape to the realm of imagined fantasies Where damsels truly lie in distress not fradulence And knights in shining armour wear not slimy sneers Where dragons are slayed and not daily fed with bones Where kings care to love and protect not enslave
I've been dreaming since forever In them I find shelter from mournful tunes of sorrow The piper calls not rats into the city's heart His tunes are for fair maidens to dance in delight Underneath the night sky that showers stars as rain Where the princes are no frogs turned by evil hands And the castles are not foreboding towers of Rapunzel
I dream of dreams in broad daylight I smile at follies committed in dreamy corners unseen Bewildered looks peep at me from reality's wornout eye But leave me be please O eye of sore Truth That I might indulge in my dreams of solitude For there lies my sanctuary And in it the world is sane
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They said green is the colour of evil But green was the colour of your love In deep entrancement I saw the light Right in the middle of your glowing eyes It was ever unchanging, your miracle I found serenity in the colours of gloom Green was your love and black was your heart But those orbs promised eternal flames Devotion on a platter of sacrificial smoke For like Persephone I loved the Hades in you Spring brought life to death and despair Still I loved the darkness, it was the very you The scales frightened all but eternal spring My love perfected the gloomy florescence And eternal promises made on the river Styx Ne'er shall be erased by waters of lethe For green was your love and black your heart And I loved all without a glorious inch apart
I've learnt to be silent Cross my lips and bind my heart I've learnt to be in the shadows Seeing but unseen, In darkness viewing light
Words will spill out unbound If my locked lips are torn apart In thick silence lies a battle lost Pain radiates in every pore Soaking up the vestiges of darkness
It bubbles forth to the tip The words that rage within me But I gulp down and clench my teeth Silence is the beauty of a shadow And light the reward of words unspoken
//So seeing sorrow around me I remain silent Walking on shards of glass I remain silent A hand descending in anger I remain silent A choke, glassy eyes devoid of warmth Silent still//
So does silence remain a virtue As I watch the walls crumble around me Will my locked lips remain sealed Head turning away from acts in dark alleys Or will the pent up pain and anger Finally break free in a gut wrenching scream Yes, and silence is broken
Do you ever get tired of making mistakes ? Do you burn with shame and anger? Cry tears of frustration? Try to go over memories but Can't seem to find the missing piece Or where it all went wrong? Do you become amnesiac And can't get facts right? Do you clench your hands And bit your lower lip As a way of self punishment? Do you wish to go back in time But reality throws cold water on you? Do you try, pause and think What could I have done better? And after, hate yourself all over again? Do you fear for your future And imagine yourself a public disgrace? Do you try to be positive But end up all sad and grey? Do you?
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You once told me our love was the starry night And our hearts the vastless milkyway that never died In bed of ashes we had laid our love In smiles bleeding hope from the darkness we had known With curled hands grasping the moon's edge Petals of summer drifting towards hearts that were cold to heat To rest in scents of bliss carved from barks of breathing trees
Had our sinking hearts heard the distant sound of the mournful horns Would it have clung to the strings of our yearning smiles? But cherry blossoms never last the winter's cold grip They fall away slowly towards beds of dust that cover the blooming souls with darkness Till each last petal is reborn into gloomy horizons So we breathed in whispers that graced the air with golden scents of love While our end beckoned from the distant whirling wind on edge Dancing on precipice of hills that fall towards earth's beckoning hands We tempt the fate that rushes towards our entwined hands Until the silver moon gave way to the fire of the orange sun And we were burnt underneath the now falling blossoms Fall slowly, breathe slowly, cry slowly Slowly