Nothing makes sense without wings. Regardless of it being a pad, an eyeliner or a dream..

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The Mirror of Brokenness

All shapes & sizes succumb to its reign,
All ages, all youth, all old.
I scribble onto bleeding pages,
To build a mighty door.
Spelling out my escape word by word.
Carefully,
Or the edges might catch on.
Sshhh... The night is foreboding,
I hear them rising,
Cheers dying down as solitude comes to haunt..

I fail to forge the sword of bliss,
That might slay & save me from..
Everything that rattles me,
All outer fears, all layers of me..
My north star seems to have been,
Taken by the clouds, tonight.
As I continue stepping through eternal dark.
Help me God as I tiptoe through,
Carrying an annihilated mind & a seething heart...

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Rise Warrior Rise!
For the battle still prevails.
The dark shall not conquer,
Breathe & fight another day.
Amassing your rage,
Fetch your deplorable glory.
Raise your sword,
Let crimson pen your tale.
A narrative of valour, might & bravery,
For a fellow warrior who might
Need it someday.

Breathe Warrior Breathe!
For you embody love, truth & loyalty.
Garner your strength & get back up,
Fight for the reign of positivity.
Exhale your virtues, purifying
This air that reeks of haunting vices.
Alluring might seem retreat sometimes,
The veil of comfort disguises.

Remember Warrior Remember!
You've stained your armour before,
Triumphant & proud have been days,
Witnessing your power,
The way you restored.
Saved your soul a million times,
Haven't you?
Teach me how to save mine.
I shall be forever indebted to you..

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Love's infinite..
Because I know it won't end after this lifetime,
His soul will take birth beside me
As his breath follows mine..

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Love's peaceful..
Because he checked
My demons,
Didn't let them rise.
Made them into angels,
He helped me thrive..

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Love's holy..
Tell me the everyday prayers,
To him, for him, with him.
He's my shrine, my God
He, indeed, is my everything.

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Love's passionate..
Says my body as I long for him,
Through all my days & nights.
The collision of our skins
Makes my heart race,
He makes me come alive.

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Love's liberating..
I know, because his eyes could never harm,
Or stop me from soaring high.
For all I know, he'll be holding my hand,
No matter how far I fly.

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Love's imperfect..
I know, for I'm a flawed human being,
Conversing with the wind as it approaches,
Having touched my most perfect part..
I do feel separated
As breathes far away from me,
My other half...

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Love's kind..
As he may disagree,
Yet never discourages,
His faith will be my blood
Throughout distant ages.

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