Physically near yet emotionally Distant

I've promised my self that I will walk away
Yet the very next day I couldn't look away
From those glistening eyes and pretty smile
The way I can sense your mood within a mile

When I hear you talk about your wobbly past
The reason behind your fear and mistrust
How I wished it was me instead of that damsel
Heedless desires command my mind's principle

You let me taste a part of your abridged psyche
Despite the prolonged heart aching occurances
My huge fear is to leave like those movie cliché
Though the taste of your lips is addicting to me

This romantic chase has taught me valuable things in life
Love does not go the way you hope it should be
Every beginning is a start of an ending like a knife
stabbing through my core when we finally say goodbye

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

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

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I sat above the Black and Blue table

To view the scenery

Outside the transparent cage,

I noticed the clouds away

Further; near the mountains

Moving towards it’s right

While I feel the battle deep inside

It is a sunny day after all

Everyone around me is joyful

But will not see the sorrows

Through the window of my soul

Again, it is a sunny day

In fact, it is a beautiful day

For someone to realise their mistakes

For someone to shed their tears

Over spilt milk

The day turns into weeks

Or even months

The next thing you know 

You’ve been away for a decade

Believing it was your burden that

kept the wounds wide open

The red ichor and the green leaves

Spoke to me and it said:

Life is an enormous adventurous place

With beautiful sceneries and painful souvenirs

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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De Nigros Albus

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I have always wondered where my love goes

I have always pondered about whom are my foes

where the silver-lining of silver bullets lie

Is this the reflection of my current life?

The beginning of my virtuous state of mind,

have led me to my esse's extremity.

The harmless ones who show they are kind,

Perforated fresh wounds to my vivacity.

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Fifth Methanium

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The third stage in Shakespeare's play

One stage less than Tiger's

and a stage above Peony

We were initially acting the play while the audience watched us bloomed

A round of applause for the three of us

oh wait NO

It was actually for the two

Two names written on the trophy

so that means they have won

They say I never existed in the beginning

to fight for what I have done

They never wondered why I tapped the tips of my fingers

instead of discussing the unanswered questions

I never wanted to be the excess thing that was thrown

and I also do not want to be the one with the foul

They both never understood the reason I ache

The reason I wrote this or why am I like this?

The reason why I never confronted them

The reason I valued everything instead of rage

Simple words were said and actions were paused

How love is misunderstood by those who are lustful?

How I opaquely love while seeing the unattractive fact?

How am I here not revealing the unwitnessed to those who listen?

How repeatitions were always a thing?

How love can really be?

will always be something taken for granted

Like I was to Tiger

Oh Peony! my warmthful sowing seed

the mellow I recieved was actually

me stepping on broken glasses nakedly

Exothermic reaction gone wrong

I was being murdered repeatedly

apparently that was an art

which everyone adored

those clapping hands made it

excruciatingly beautiful

to these glistening eyes

drowning me in tears

unworthy of my devoted core

so I shall let go of my terrors now

and Carry on

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