Permit me to hurt you
just so much that
it hurts
me as much.-
Thursday, June 8th
11.11 pm
Let me behold those wounds of yours
which you fear to show up.
For the last time you permitted someone in,
they were left open to dry on their own
after a few stroking and kissing of course.
For I'll not try to heal them
I know you can do that on your own.
If only, these are gazed upon as stars
and not as hurdles in errands
to seek even more perfect and brighter spots.
And my love, I see a warrior in you
with his own slices of ups and downs.
And wounds that aren't meant to be camouflaged
rather ought to be worn proudly as they are.
I would love to wear these with you.-
My mind is my servant and I never
permit to perform as the owner of
my life!
-
Why should I permit you
To enter my heart
When you
Already own it?-
IF YOU PERMIT ME
I want to live in you till the morning
I want to drink the drenched smile of the wet lips
I want to find a comfort paradise in your arm
I want to embrace your shadow in every evening-
Denied
of all the colours
I am a wall
white washed in
the summer
permitted to absorb
only coldness
reflecting all the
lights back!
A widow of the winter"
-
The person who always appreciates me..........
The person who always complements me..........
The person who always inspired me....
The person who always motivated me............
The person who always show me the right path........
The person who always be there for me in my difficult time.........
Only these persons are #permitted to interfere in my life......rest all are restricted................-
What They Want
You deserve very little credit for what you are ,
Three-fourths of them are thirsting for affection,
To narrow the gap of expectation,
Those mistakes of common courtesy,
Take you where you never want to be,
Permit yourself,
To learn the enormous chemical value of sympathy ,
Neutralising the acid of hard feelings,
When you find none ,
Be the one.
-
Permit me
Death
For a few moments
So that I can breathe
In peace
In the alley of calm
In the lap of severity
Of appreciation
Of the most little things
I curse in life
Permit me
The pain of regrets
So that I can escape from
The facade of satisfaction
That lingers around in every particle of the air
Permit me
To close my eyes
And enjoy the serenity
Of every sin known
Of every carnal desire
That people either cover up
With the sweetest of smiles
Or with the most hazardous tears
Permit me
To hear the cries
So that I can escape
From the idea of a happy ending
Permit me
To come back to life again
Just to regret the decision to live
Because not every once upon a time
Ends with a happily forever
Just like
Not every life ends with
A painful death.-