First Kiss Last
I should have kissed you.
I should have kissed you my love.
I should have kissed you when I can.
I should have kissed you before you left.
I should have kissed you before we fought.
I should have kissed you when you needed me the most.
I should have kissed you and not let my first kiss be the last.
My Love.
Finally when the rose fell down,
no one caught the falling bride.
They all sat watching the spectacle,
no knight came to the damsel's rescue.
Are there stories of such dark splendour?
The ones where chivalry unassumingly died.
The tales talk of strong proud men,
the ones that sing of meek humble women.
When the world was born,
It was nurtured by beings that bleed.
Beings who were never ashamed,
Beings who knew no taboo.
Dear rose, you dont need a knight.
Your distress has never been your own.
The world wants you take look after your petals.
Dear rose, take care of your thorns.
#independent
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Flashes In Time
The cars ahead aren’t moving. Why aren’t they moving?
This is not good. It’s so suffocating. I dont want to be stuck in this shitty traffic.
I dont want to listen to this stupid radio. I dont want to do this. I dont want to do this.
I just...I just want to die. I want to ram this car into the next and just die,
Oh god!!!!!!!! Just Breathe........
Its ok. Its just a ripple in time. Death always is.
I can move on and I will. I will. Thats how life works, isnt it?
I feel like crying, but dont worry, in time I will be better. I no longer will feel like crying.
I guess I will be happy. I will live a better life. I know I will.
This is not the end. I am right,right? She was not my life.
It was just a phase. Love is not real, it isnt. The pain is just not real, there is no dagger.
This is not real...Its not.
I am...
I want to...
It’s nothing..
I am sorry...
Forget it..
Its just..
#anxiety #loss #depression
Honey Lake
Land lay in drought in the hill and the valley,
the big horn sheep roamed around in search of the liquid gold.
The river was dry, the pond was dry,
and the draught killed the eternal fountain.
Past the hills through the valley it dragged itself,
in search of a drop of water, in search of life.
After a journey of a sun and moon,
she reached a lake so big that the water danced on the shore.
Of thirst she drank the water of the great lake,
it tasted funny, but the thirst was great.
A minute it took for the salt to choke her,
Sea finally dragged her body and fed it to her children.
The Guilty Pleasure
What in the name of lord, did we put on?
A show of skin and flesh?
A blatant violation of his laws?
A shame to the entire humanity?
The ecstasy that we felt doing it.
Oh lord, I hope you forgive it.
Is it the greatest of sins?
Or is just the greatest of pleasures?
The desire is inherent to the heart.
Every man and woman craves for it.
The supressed feelings of the heart,
once in a while, let it loose for the ecstasy.
The forbidden pleasure, the true joy.
The one that makes you feel like a god.
The joy of the flesh, the joy of life.
The ultimate satisfaction of taking a life.
#joy #sins
Alive
What is it to be alive?
To breathe, to walk,
to feel the wind on your face.
What is to be in love?
To feel possessed and possessive.
To live in hope and peace.
What is to be in pain?
To know what you had.
To fully appreciate the life you live.
What is to be alive?
To fall in love, to feel the pain.
To trek through the valleys and mountains.
To know the value of time and simple happiness.
Dear life
When we are done, let us go.
Let us not hang on to the strings attached.
This was a beautiful ride,
But we knew it was not going to last.
Scribbling our names on the walls.
Leaving a screech on the road,
Trying to make memories; a memoir;
A desperate attempt to leave a mark.
Oblivion is waiting for us.
It is waiting for our words and thoughts.
All the intangibles are in the end tangibles,
To be replaced by something new down the line.
Everything in this life is fleeting,
Nothing is ever build to last.
Once born the road always trails.
It was a nice ride, but I know it was not meant to last.