Choose your words very wisely man, because they can be twisted so easily and can be used against you

-

I held your face in my hands
as you closed your eyes
to the world.

Now, I see you come alive
whenever I close mine.

What if I forever shut my eyes,
maybe this time, you won't ever die.

-

मैं अपने माज़ी में जाना चाहता हूँ ।
मैं तुम्हें भूलना चाहता हूँ ।।











Narration in caption 🍂

-

Lost Words

As moon light filters through broken glass,
I lay here amidst a forest of hollow trees.
Static eyes, like bowls of blood,
my vacant heart, withering away beside me

He was stumbling through a park of thick weaves of branches and leaves.
Covered in gashes from pine trees, silky spider webs, and tripping over protruding roots. He walked right past me like I was never even there. I tried to call out to him, before realizing that I am in fact, trapped in a void of my former self, with my mouth sewn perfectly shut.

I'm chained in a darkened room. A room so sinister there is no way of knowing if I'm caged in a tiny box or if my whole world has been painted with shadows.

These emotions, they are greedy. They fill my body and soul with twisted metaphors of my unconscious feelings,
So as to deny me of making sense of them.
So as to deny me of speaking about them.

"Please, save me." I whispered. But it only merged with the ever whistling trees, lost for eternity.

- Zizzy M.

-

It isn't that he doesn't writes beautiful.
Its just that his words sound more beautiful, when he writes HER..!!

-

Invincible Noise

I try to shield my senses from the chaos around me, hoping to secure even a second of solace from this world covered with decaying roses and false smiles. But it is no use, for there is an advancing destruction inside me, that spreads from the foundations of my soul to the very essence of my existance. I feel it creeping, surrounding my fragile bones, twisting them until they are nothing but dust that my demons puff away like matured dandelions.

And how can I forget about the noise?
The noise.. it's always there, like rusted nails scratching pieces of metal in my mind.. But on good days, it's more like the continuous sound of a butterfly who's wings tap the inside of a glass jar, trapped. It fills my head.. as if every cell in my body screams for the pain to stop.
But I, how can one respond to a cry for help when they don't see the threat?
When they can't feel the threat?

My ability to feel has long been stolen, and in it's place is an echoing void with nothing but the overflowing smell of death. I'm forever confined inside these walls that are slowly closing in on me.

-

She thought by giving too much care, love, respect & availability
He gonna reciprocate same

But
Here is the twist!!
Boom💥💥

Bhaiyaa will start taking her for "Granted..!"

-

They're only the twisted curves that lead you high up to the mountains.

-

For her he was everything,
But for him was she anything???

He was brightness of her dull life,
But for him was she even a source of light???

He was the glow of her dark room,
But for him was there any essence of even her doom???

Her heart echoed only his name,
But did he enter in her life just for fame and to dump her was that his aim???

He was the part of her heart,
But he soon turned into bossart...Was that his new art???

She considered themselves two bodies and one soul,
But to destroy hers and start afresh his own was that his goal???

Then Destiny played its card
so there was an irony
A letter by him left her in agony

He engulfed her darkness and enlighted her soul,
But Alas! got struck in a dark world and was no more!!!

She realized her fault of calling him a betrayer....
But now could he be brought back even by prayer???

She lost him forever...
And was left all alone with his memories that could end never.....

-

The confused persona of somebody can render
you tongue-tied, twisted and broken inside.

-