love... an infinite mirage ?
an oasis of what ifs, the hoping
coiled around withered souls
breathing a sense of
Illusion..?-
A Heart that never stops D R E A M I N G
Ever felt essence of this four letter word
H O M E ?
maybe its where you
see happiest version of yourself
where your eyelids close
with lullabies of bliss..
bliss that moves to your bones
where your soul feel warmth
such as warmness of tender eyes
or in the pretty smile of quiet lips
whispering L O V E
without needing to speak♡
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It wells up in me
'til i lose myself bit by bit
until words drift towards canvas
and i paint what's there
and what is not~
nothing rests at an angle
at odds with symmetry
painting reality or is it a lie~
with every stroke I glide
and paint my poetry to you♡-
Behind every poem
there lies an ache of emotion
clung to each word written
wave of endless longing
little flash of happiness
some silent wars
and oceans of mistakes
floating forever lost..-
And I searched you
in the pauses of your words
in between brief space of poetry
in black and white moments
assuming there you hide
but found you home
in shades of grey
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After a while
flowers bloom back
into the poor
basement of bone,
carrying scent of survival
a tender heart detests
the black of nullity
and embrace the flowers
it has grown-
The way he looks at me
& the way I stare at him
As much as I want to
put it into words,
I can't..❤️
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The twinkling stars hold
different stories every night !
Sometimes its crazy
making the moon smile !
Sometimes its gloomy
making the clouds cry !
And Sometimes its spooky
making the sky thunder !-