Poise

The waves melt me within and swear to lift,
Yet I hold my promises as they tenderly drift.

While I tread this coarse path untouched and explore,
I hope for your pristine presence on the shore.

Do you remember the time?

…when they fell in love! :-)

I had fun once, it was horrible!

Now, I know the smartest cat in the World.

Original picture (Cat & Falling Hearts): Tumblr
The “No, thank you.” bit is the me in me.

And someday, we will walk hand in hand…

The thundering of inner peace…

Running behind someone for love is quite what speeding in a heavy downpour seems like:
You feel the kisses on your skin and breathlessness alike;
You’re soon both, cold and in pain;
Unloving the person comforts just like sunshine after the rain.

Bitten & Shy, But For You

Shards of fondness suddenly drift away, and spread across a vanishing ocean,
Cases of inseparableness soon crack, and leave behind the sole gift of delusion.
Employed and erased breezily from all ties, everything good seems to fall frozen,
And just as I dare to cripple feelings, the story begins to read the one that’s chosen…

A glance at your glinty eyes, a look straight into the Sun,
They warn it’s sheer torment, but I won’t turn away and run;
Not that I’ve never been too good at calmness or control,
But ‘cause this pain is a pleasure, now taking a soothing toll.
Lo! My stars already sigh and cry remorse for placing us together,
But I fancy my invisible scars shine and breathe in mirth forever.
The bones I own might have already crumbled into trashy sand,
But this time, I don’t wish for a road safe back to my land.

Yes, I do fear losing you too, and facing times of cruel self-denials;
But I loathe walking over my sewn heart among other series of trials.
You may choose to rip me apart, or rather take away my everything,
But stand besides me to keep me burning; you better always keep me burning…

P.S.: The more relations I have ended, the more my heart has suffered. The more it has been bandaged, the more it has opened. And today, the more it weeps, the more it bleeds, it bleeds love.
Have you ever loved and lost somebody?

Call Me to You

Original Picture by Nicholas Erickson

Your abode today might be a beatific carpet bejeweled with stars,
But I mislike the smiles around you up there; they’re more like scars.
The graveyard gust whispers commotion while I still count your breath;
Why don’t just you sing me a sympathetic lullaby & drowse me to death?

Loved. Lost. Learnt.

It might be wrong to walk away at times, even though you think it’s all over;
Wait a bit — some words are always left unspoken!

Try to read them, because they may just plaster your broken dreams and cracked smiles;
Pick the next chance to say a sorry if you must, because that may even change the way this World goes round for you.

No relation ends easily, ever;
It may gasp for once, but prays for its soul to bounce back and counts its breath in silence, forever…

Alone

You left, and I picked up these pieces. Alone.
You left, and I opened the achy gift. Alone.
You left, and I saw myself falling in love. Alone.