Choking on her own false notions being fed Ever since first breath of adolescence Coughing the words heard just for putting others first Breathing hard gasping for air Filling lungs with air contaminated Vision blurred with floating tears Refusing to fall free breaking the bridge of dense eyelashes Lips shaking whispering words incoherent Looking at the sky searching for comfort Staying in bed wide awake all night Waiting for sleep to envelope the aching body But it never came Deafening echoes consuming all colours of dreams Turning poetries scribbled on diaries lifeless Wearing her scars like medals She received for her best attempts She stands in front of the mirror For hours and hours Looking directly in the eyes of her soul Tuning and moving slowly and gradually Clockwise and then anticlockwise Noticing every curve Putting her disheveled hair up in a bun To not to leave any inch unnoticed She started reading the labels received Tattooed on her flesh and bones with invisible ink As she caressed her skin Her cold fingertips conveyed to her The death of warmth within Tears swallowed Gaze fallen One strong hit with metal hair pin And mirror broken Shattered on the floor like amber She walked on barefoot Hoping to bleed to death To end the disgust
Seeing such disgrace The dawn draped her body with hues of rainbow That day sun shone gold An angel landed at her door Knocked and knocked gently With such persistence Asking for a chance With reluctant heart and broken faith She decided to take one last chance Gathering all of the remaining strength The innocence in his eyes Reignited her belief in kindness with no shallow words The purity in the sound of his laughter Put to sleep the roaring thunders The grace in his moves Swift away all the dark clouds The calm in his voice Rebuilt the feeling of home The fire in his gaze Burned down the whole maze of haunting memories The tears rollin down his cheeks Seeing the scars from a safe distance Having no courage to touch Believing his songs are gentler than his fingertips Not wanting to remind the pain meant to be forgotten Not even unintentionally He gave unconditionally
All of his Keeping absolutely no records Accompanying her worn-out soul on long cold lonely nights Holding her hand home on scary pathways Dancing with her like her shadow on steets covered with autumn leaves Not leaving her alone not even for a second In this mean world Conversing with her till dawn to her heart's content About galaxies, planets, universe and stars Befriending her demons Eradicating fears Redefining her concepts of love with such grace Teaching her Who needs mirror ? When she can see how beautiful she is Looking right into his eyes Imprinting her name on his soul Thurifying her being Without claiming it Winning all of her heart Without owning it Capturing her mind Without controlling it Gaining all her trust Without asking for it Accepting all her incompetent love Without demanding it
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People there be like giving speeches, doing TedTalks, and their social media be filled with posts of Gender Equality, Stop Asian hate, equal rights, etc, etc.. But then start hating & dissing Chinese & korean men, and ofcourse to the one who stan them too. But I wanna know what wrong with listening to kpop, isn't it just another genre of music? Aren't those people humans too? And to even mention, China and Korea are part of asia too, so your so called #asianhate doesn't only limit to you. We all can be Indians but prefer Hollywood over Bollywood but we can't watch kdramas or cdramas. And what if they have make ups on they're trying to be more prettier, not to brag but they are even handsome bare faced. Atleast not like your so called Kabir Singh, a dog would even look better than him.
Ps. I'm not here to spread any hate. I'm just here to fill some truth into your heads, and I know you dumbass people will never get that.
Oh yes another thing, If you can't stand their success and achievements, step out of their lives, focus on yourself, and show us what you're capable of, show how you can stand before their global reputation.
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