Perhaps I'm deemed unlovable,
Destined to walk this path alone.
In solitude's embrace, I find solace,
In deserts where people are scarce.
I'm drawn to the dense, dark forest's embrace,
Where darkness shrouds and veils my trace.
Yet, perhaps it's not the places that haunt,
But the ruthlessness of those I confront.
Could it be, not them, but me I fear,
A perpetual longing in this transient reality.
©️aabiru-
I’m not just a river, shallow and finite,
I’m the ocean, deep and boundless in sight.
Or a drought, dry and harsh in its plight,
Yet harboring whales and corals, a grand cosmic might.
I’m the sandy hills, adorned with thorns,
Not just a river with small fishes, so mundane.
My love, I transcend what’s easily seen,
Perhaps daunting to grasp, at times hard to see,
But I am what I am, both beautiful and scary
©️aabiru-
CAN YOU
Claiming to love someone is easy
But loving them is the hardest part,
Can you feel them,
When they feel nothing,
Can you hold them,
When they are falling apart,
Can you look at them,
When all they see is darkness,
Do you still want them,
When all they want is death,
@aabiru
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"I yearned for love, a craving deep within,
Some found it effortlessly, while I paid a price.
Each drop of affection, a price paid in tears,
Yet still, my heart persists, longing for more."
©️aabiru-
In the weight of my heart's profound sighs,
All i yearn is to be embraced and understood,
If my actions seem a subtle push to you,
All i am pleading is for you to love me,
Uncertain if within me, a silent trauma remains,
Or if, perhaps, I've become a dried spring,
Maybe I wish not to bear this ache anymore,
Yet, all I truly crave is to be with you, forevermore.
©️aabiru-
وہ کہتے ہیں کہ تم دنیا کی خواہشات چھوڑ دوگے تو تمہیں جنت میں وہ خوشیاں ملیں گی،
وہ حلال شراب کی نہریں ملیں گی،
وہ بڑی ہوویلیا اور عمر بر کی جوانی ملیں گی،
پر میں سوچتی ہوں کہ کیا وہ محبت ملے گی،
جس کی جستجوں میں ہم نے پوری زندگی گزار دی؟
کیا محبت ُاس سب سے مہنگی تھی جس کی لوگ چاہت کیا کرتے ہیں؟
آبرو©️-
NOT AGAIN
In the tapestry of my mind, memories unfold,
Glimpses of your gaze, a story silently told.
A floral gift, my name etched in spaces,
Journeys through joy and sorrow, in varied paces.
Yet, love's refrain whispers, "Not again,"
Haunted by echoes, familiar and then.
The specter of emotions, a lingering drama,
I can't forget, no, I can't love again, not again.
©️aabiru-
YEARNING
In shadows' tender embrace, I yearn,
For a face unseen, a heart's concern,
Lost in the void of an unknown face,
I seek solace in love's elusive grace.
Invisible, he remains, a distant star,
I long for his presence, near or far,
Yet, his existence, a mystery's shroud,
I ache for his touch, silent and loud.
Yearning for moments, tender and sweet,
Invisible love, our destinies entreat,
Though powerless, I wait for the day,
When in his arms, my heart will sway.
©️aabiru-
LANDS
I yearn to journey afar,
To lands of strangers and unknown,
Where I can truly be me,
Where freedom's gentle tone is sown.
In rivers, I'll take a graceful swim,
Hide within the mystic woods' embrace,
Climb mountains high, reaching for the sky,
Feel the unknown sand, beneath my feet.
©aabiru-