so this one is like super edgy but i am a millennial so like half of my work is just about being mentally ill lmao
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A perfect morning; waking up alone taking a long shower and then go outside to hear the birds chirping,
not wishing that your heartbreaker was there with you.
You go on with your day as a strong independent person knowing that when your heart is ready the love of your life will come.
The wind was in motion tonight.
It carried the emotion of rage
and fragments of home.
And as the leaves on the swaying trees rustled, I observed them.
They were a metaphor for life:
hustling against the force, yet surrendering;
fighting a seemingly endless battle with so much resistance, it was admirable.
'Andhi' that's what I call it in my mother tongue //storm.
'Aadhi', that's how I felt walking through this stormy night // half.
But then I noticed my own shadow
in front of me; taller than I can ever be,
and while I was listening to the nature in its full swing, I felt like a bystander in a secret conversation.
I deciphered the language the trees were speaking in the words I wanted to hear:
"it will be okay.
breathe, my dear.
everything will be okay."
*Portrait of The Body as The Grave of Lost Love*
This Poem takes the body as the site of where emotions of lost love is buried. It begins with a realization on the part of the narrator that keeping the thoughts and memory of an old long gone lover does more harm than good. A old age regret stated expressly in the poem: "when I should have manure you into the root of fresh promises"
How do you get over lost love,
the answer is very simple:
My Dear, Find New Love!!!
I try to find you in a song that plays
A melancholic melody of a piano player
Your shadow of a smile doesn't try to remain
between my mind
The smile moves to utter a breath that speaks
a word that I can't hear or see
It feels like a momentary thing
for this moment i'll try to live
and hear you say nothing
but for how long do we even live
I feel my end near
just lurking in my sparkling neurons
like a tiptoeing cry of a dragon
Turn around to leave
if holding you back is what i do
I hope to watch you fly sometimes
and think about the moment I realised that
I was just a satellite in your orbit
no longer an imperfect moon
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A reminder to my beautiful ladies.
I HATE IT WHEN I'M ALONE,
COZ IT'S WHEN THE MONSTER IN MY HEAD SAY
Soon, the clouds will clear
And the raindrops will come to a stop
Soon, everything near
Will hear my heartbeats loud and clear
Soon, the rainbows will fade
But bring a fall of colours too deep
Soon, these nights will be filled
With dreams of you in my sleep
Soon, we'll fall for each other
Too hard and too fast
Soon, there'll be a summer
Filled with love, so different from the past
Soon, our laughter will hold
More than just humour and smile
Soon, tales will be told
About how you became mine
Soon, us will turn into a forever
Soon, we'll be in love with each other.
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Love, you're sunshine in tangible form.
From Ruins to Reign.
Posting this again because the reach had ceased because of glitch🍁