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A lover’s complaint

These streets I walk, they call your name. 
Where my excursions have not been the same. 
These tress and the birds sing your song.
When it rains, they’d want us to come along.

These evening breezes whisper me by the ear,
About how they loved seeing us in pair.
These lonely moments begging for your presence to be felt.
But your frozen heart has yet to melt.

These eyes of mine dying to see your light.
These hands wanting to hold you tight.
These immense crowds fail to connect my call.
So I die every night, thinking of you, wanting to share it all.

It is when I can’t endure this pain.
I write it down simple and plain. 

A page I keep up every now and then,
What I call it, a lover’s complaint.

 

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This sadness within me

Its time to erase you and move on,
This waiting in vain, it has been so long.
But my will to carry on has long gone.
I get sick of everybody questioning whats wrong.

Just so you know, this was not what I wanted.
There simply wasn’t enough to breathe from what you granted.
Your silence and actions leave me deeply disenchanted.
I only wish for words to describe how it felt waiting for a shot at redemption which was never handed.

Despite everything they shall never know our story and our name.
You will be remembered for this beautiful game.
I will erase every bit of you that lives within me and you should know.
Thanks for having me, you put an excellent show.

I may never forget but I will always forgive
For this reason this sadness within me shall always live.

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Dictionary

Originally posted on I and the Pen.

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Sometimes happiness is just a soothing music
Sometimes it's candy-coated raindrops
Or Fridays and good night's sleep
Or the euphoria of sipping coffee

Disappointment is when your shadows realize
That you are not someone worth following
It's when your curtains and bed sheets know
Of what you've been doing behind their backs 

Loneliness is turning your room
Into a cage thousands of burdens high
It's when you put a knife to the throat of friendship
And it cowers in the corner

Patience is Jacob waiting for Rachel
It was seven years time two
Fourteen years is a long times to do
But he knew, Rachel you are worth the wait

Introvert is the unusual relief of solitude
It is the calculus subject
No one dares to get to know deeply of
Everyone else is recess

You see, I once uninstalled
Merriam-Websters on my phone
And since then
I've been defining things on my own

Side B

Sometimes happiness is just a soothing music
Sometimes it's candy-coated raindrops
Or Fridays, and good night's sleep
Or the euphoria of sipping coffee

Disappointment is when your shadows realize
That you are not someone worth following
It's when your curtains and bed sheets know
Of what you've been doing behind their backs

Loneliness is turning your room
Into a cage thousands of burdens high
It's when you put a knife to the throat of friendship
And it cowers in the corner

Patience is Jacob waiting for Rachel
It was seven years times two
Fourteen years is a long time to do
But he knew, Rachel you are worth the wait

Introvert is the unusual relief of solitude
It is the calculus subject
No one dares to get to know deeply of
Everyone else is recess

You see, I once uninstalled
Merriam-Websters on my phone
And since then
I've been defining things on my own

Promises Kept

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It is when you come to my sight,
A mix of feelings inside me collide.
So, I try moving myself left when it takes right.
This is exactly how I run and hide.

It ruptures me open, but I embrace myself avoiding the bad.
I often find myself venturing into the past we had. 
A story of this lady and this lad,
Subtle change of emotions on his face, enough to make her worried and sad.

Its crazy how one moment feels like my rebirth.
Another, I crumble down, down to earth. 
A cease on the span of my comfort.
Such an unwanted mix of events, like white collecting dirt.

A wish to move on but not today.
Every little details about you is what makes me stay.
No hope or any of it left.
But my words given to you must be kept.

 

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Winter

winter
IMAGE CREDIT  ELENA SHUMILOVA

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Trying to forget you,
And our love that grew.
While my memory so fresh.
The smell of you, your black dress.
With your hand, that summer rain
A clear invitation for my pain
.

That golden moment, where I was blessed
This dark side, who could have guessed?
You’re that song, where I lost my line somewhere in the verse.
How I would kill myself for it to reverse
On a cold fucking phase you made me enter
This cold feeling, this must be winter.

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Thyself

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You, sanctuary of withering roses
Cathedral of injustice
You, ballad drenched in misery
Try to put on your smile

You, after scent of campfire
Cloud of billowing smoke, ignite
You, smoldering volcano
Nervous fireworks, breathe

You, mosaic of self-inflicted wounds
Playground of dancing ghosts
You, gripped by grief
Skirmish till you’re barely alive

You, sinking ship
Neglected thought, dying or dead
You, forgotten fossils
Death can’t kill you

You, whoever you are
You, everything you didn’t want to be
You, you’re doing just fine
You, it all will be alright

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Planet Rogue

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Image credits: NASA/JPL-Caltech

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I still see you in my darkest night.
Shining there, you look so bright.
A reluctant glimpse, on where I used to stare.
Call me a fugitive of this beautiful glare.

Morning tides, they are here​ to wash you away.
Distant skyline, welcomes your stay.
A sudden feeling of cold into my heart
This being the time where we part.

Residing somewhere in this vast space.
Within me lies my desolate emptiness.
With my broken self I often think of who we are.
I could be your farthest planet, you could be my closest star.

Within cosmic dust, I shall be found.
Always longing to fall for your ground..
Hundreds of thousand years of grace,
I shall finally arrive at my place.