I sit there, amazed... Watching you dance barefoot on that moist grass. As you crush those green fruity little petals, They leave a trace on your foot and colour you with their melancholic green shades. Though the one's left alive, As they preserve your impressions... don't mourn. Even in death, they capture your prominent edges. Is it a sin to capture in my poetry, vibrancy, in something destructive... like death? I can't help but feel like even that graveyard is Celebrating with you... Dancing with you... And that all of nature is in a spell of you. Just like I am.
All my life I believed that blue tells the tales of woe, That misery dresses herself in blue. But as this blue and limitless sky wraps the euphoric life within, As the animals given the gift of flight sing the songs of heaven, As the white cotton candies decorate the blue, sprinkling their sweetness all over... And as the moisture-laden winds seep through your hair knots, Unfolding them and announcing their freedom... Blue no more remains the colours of misery.
And I stand here, Watching, As the blue and green kiss at the horizon, Giving a part away as they melt into each other, Completing life.
Maybe this is why green is called a happy colour And blue recited as a melancholy, For they were known not as who they were, But as what they would metamorphose into, Every twilight, Giving birth to philosophies, Poetic metaphors, And nameless elusive feelings... Giving birth to bleen.
Panoramic landscapes akin to this, makes me realize That, This is why there is no definition of life. No words to explain it, No way to decipher the intricacy For it can't be... Only described. You can never truly know what it is, Just drown in what it feels like.
And then there is always you... Always at the centre of life happening. -Gopika
Sometimes reality can be a nightmare we try to awake from.
The walls are crumbling all around me darkness continues to creep towards me how do I escape this moment when my heart feels like it's going into a deep slumber tears are summoned by dark entities while my hands are tired from gripping reality someone please help me defeat these feelings but no one comes to bring the light into this abyss
The floor starts to waver from my weight I'm falling deeper into insanity's paint covering myself with its colors of madness floating on a driftwood that my floor becomes as the room spins from my mind spiraling out of control somebody save me from this darkness surfing but no one comes to airlift me from this floor of depression
*Breathe* I can't keep looking up at this ceiling of loneliness for it drips upon me like a poisonous rain every inch of my skin is marked by it while darkness spreads through the sores made by it oh how can I escape this moment all the crumbling and drifting of my emotions please someone save me from this pit of despair then I hear a voice say breathe you're almost there I wake up from my nightmare with a sigh as I felt my heartbeat say breathe you're alive
If I were to disappear like darkness into the night If I were to disappear like a raindrop into an ocean If I were to disappear like a shooting star would anybody notice my pen being lonely
If I were to crumble to pieces like a dried leaf allowing myself to lay beneath your feet would you try to piece me back or let me lay in defeat
If I were to shine like every other star could you point to me with conviction or would I blend in without any uniqueness
These insecurities of mine are fleeting for I'll disappear into waters of the drowning letting myself sink into the depths of the night I'll disappear like a shooting star burning above the earth in a blaze of self destruction then maybe I'll finally be remembered fondly by you