Showing posts with label For him. Show all posts
Showing posts with label For him. Show all posts

Saturday, 5 October 2019

Beneath the surface

He always believed he was sky blue
Maybe after all that is all so true
If it weren't for him, I'd be split into two
Finding the wings that'd get me to you
I always wondered why history repeat?
I always pondered why're you into me?
Is it worth it Sky Blue, even if Earth Knew?
The things we were planning that is new
Inevitable to those who must be aware
of what true love means to both of us

I sometimes believed you have always been the ocean
Surrounding Earth before the great water depression
The warmth you feel and the waves you produce
and the creatures you've been hiding beneath the surface


Monday, 23 September 2019

A story without an Ending

The love she fought for
Vanished in thin air
So smoothly silk to touch
a poison addicting to such
a prick without an anectode
that was how it began
Little endearments and chants
Tension was just a reason
to continue the faults of each other
What ever lesson must a maiden learn
For her grounds are merely stable
than a plethora of men giving pleasure

Friday, 26 April 2019

Sky Blue

I do not own this photo.


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Looking in your valiant eyes

fluoresce, better than the stars

up above the cloak of galaxy
l lost in the view of intimacy
You may not be the basal
Yet, you remain a symbol
to my essence's fervency
the chains of our solitary
Compared to our devotion,
It is solely an imagery.

for a pair to persist one
The sky will always be blue
Thy eyes will surely stay green
My endearments are ever for you



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Friday, 19 April 2019

Fourth Methanium

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ㄒ卄乇 卂ㄩᗪ丨乇几匚乇
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They were the ornaments of the garden
plants and trees were rustling as the wind blows
A place where I met tiger and mostly watered
It was paradise until Peony arrived
The plants and trees started to dry
sucked the happiness out of Tiger
An alarm would have been fine
but to their sight I was the rising action of the plotline
in a blink of an eye
It was one of the famous deserts
nobody had doubts of the happenings
How am I dead while breathing gas in and out  simultaneously?
But there were three who cared all along
Cactus, Skull and Viper who buzzed
the melancholy of it
was I could not tell them in detail
only a part of it although it was deceitful
therefore I came to a conclusion of acting alone in misery
since everything was under the carpet so did I the dolour lass
every one remained restraint to latency
and I had no choice but to remain the protagonist of their story
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Third Methanium

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ᗪ乇卂ㄒ卄
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It was holistic to depth
the way the oxygen left
my bronchi absorbed emptiness
Like it was my last breath
I cannot believe they stole what's left inside
As if I was transparent
to those who passed by
at the edge of my view
two individuals misusing their taste buds
causing paralysis to those who once loved
then a flashback played while the grim reaper
reaped the sorrow out of my flesh
I recalled the feelings
Tiger made me sense
the greatest commencement
the prettiest chimera
and my pragmatic self
The times I was witnessing the unwitnessed
The scenery of the audience happily watching   
the play
The hundred hours I waited
just to get hit by a static bullet
How I wished it blinded I instead of inertia
Now I am no longer relevant nor requisite
I am just a lifeless body that was starting to rot internally
Plastic mannequin with a wide graceful smile externally
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The length of one's existence