sidh_ru

Not a poetess just joining beads of words learnt in my 8teen years of life...

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  • sidh_ru 9w

    Spring of my lips.

    Futile are my glosses of channel and Mac,
    No more my lips are shimmering in its glow,
    Losing the hues of cherry pink it used to be painted with,
    It's texture is no more as of the lotuses.
    Moisturizing time to time,
    Running my tongue over that whisperer of your love,
    With the saliva of my longing.
    But, what can I do ?
    Drying and drying further more,
    Whether in the arid air of this summer night,
    Or by the vaccum in the absence of your lips over mine?
    It is parching and fading,
    Crumbles on the plump,
    Freezing like a lake in winter's cold.
    Tracing my lips with finger,
    I'm traveling through the time of its spring.
    The flowers of spring sowed by your lips
    Are breathing the oxygen of your memories,
    Being watered by the hope of your arraival soon,
    To let my glosses glow with your pink cresent moon.
    ©sidh_ru

  • sidh_ru 9w

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    Simplification?!
    I'm literally the worst at that.
    Both in math and in life.
    ©sidh_ru

  • sidh_ru 9w

    Whether you are a joke or our relationship ?

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    I always drop that shirt outside when I come to you.
    That is seriousness .
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  • sidh_ru 9w

    Fan(g)tasy.

    Fangs of fantasy feed feebled feelings; fantasising fabricated forum of fickle future; futiling flowering fate of foraging.
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  • sidh_ru 9w

    #life #love #relationship #emotions
    @writersnetwork
    But opposite poles always attract, right?!

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    Livin' n' lovin'

    Living process is the constant effort to prevent falling into equilibrium.
    But loving is a fractional effect to push hearts further falling into emotions.
    Are living and loving contradictory?
    ©sidh_ru

  • sidh_ru 10w

    Euphoria of night.

    Night is my sedative,
    Injected by zephyr;
    Got me so drugged,
    Intoxication to my brain;
    Swirling and swaying,
    In the embrace of chillness,
    Trails over my back,
    Tickles on my cheeks
    And triggers on my lips;
    Toes on the ground
    Curling to draw the lines of heaven,
    Arching my spine,
    Hanging my head ,
    Lifting my sternum,
    Overloaded with the drug;
    Drug of night,
    I'm on euphoria.
    ©sidh_ru

  • sidh_ru 11w

    I cried to the very end, that I kept stagnant within me.
    In the end,
    You are,
    Washed
    Away
    With
    My
    Tears.
    ©sidh_ru

  • sidh_ru 11w

    Then I was scared to be alone in my dark empty house.
    But now I am afraid to feel lonliness in my dark heart amongst people.
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  • sidh_ru 11w

    I pushed you out.
    But in night's zephyr,
    Solliquoy with silence,
    This 3:00AM
    Longing for you;
    I can't
    Push it out
    Of my heart
    And my night.
    ©sidh_ru

  • sidh_ru 11w

    When you are truly enlightened with wisdom,
    You will understand two things.

    Words are not the barrier to your emotions, thoughts and knowledge
    And
    Words should be chosen wisely yet raw to feel and to assimilate.
    ©sidh_ru