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Drown to Death

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Lift me up when you’re free
from underneath this pile of memories.
That’s where I refused to sink
but there, my life drowns to death.


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Hope

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Like an autumn hit in my twenties
Spring in my soul sheds all at once.
But to be the saviour of my world,
I will linger and hold on a bit more.

Push me; I’ll dip and crash on the shore,
as I am hollow, floating on the edge solo.
Or let me wait and conquer with light,
people, dreams and hopes of tomorrow.

What if these mountains will move,
as I climb up the stairway of time.
What if my twenties be the beginning
for me to be what I want to be.


hope for tomorrow

Voyage To The Other Side

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In a boat, we sail away from the shore
for our journey to be a part of the lore.
But lately, I drag myself into a hole
to slowly melt and merge into the night
where I will see the light on the other side
when I will be the memory you obliviate.
Let your lovelessness be our secret
Let this ink dry and die on our story.


Faceless & Colourless

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They belong to a few, who don’t collapse,
who don’t pick a side or cry when relapse.
They cuddle the stars beyond their girth
and place their feet gently over the earth.
Their heads belong to the clouds.
and their hearts… long for the rains!
But…. No one else could ever see
the lust they hid and the love they buried.
What else could be the reason
of the mystery and magic of their existence!


Roots & Sprouts

 

 

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This place owns my flesh and bones, 
and the shattered piece of my tragic soul.
For that, I stand by the rains tonight
to drench, to dissolve and to dream.
Once again I will hold the world in my hands,
along with my faulty stars in a jar,
to feel what ‘Euphoria’ is. Once for all.


NIGHTMARES

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Don’t you miss what I am feeling
as you leave my life before healing!
I was on the verge of a dream;
about to slip to a dawn upstream.
Now it’s difficult to swim across,
without waves sweep to remorse.
When the choices die in a death-camp,
arouse to the only chance to decamp.
As the ink runs through my veins
leaves stains where my life remains,
I give up to sail across the night
to get ready to drown in nightmares.