Your toxic love (collaboration with Sidharth’s)

As the melancholic moon began to blatantly shine
In a goblet, you presented your venomous wine.
My mind sensed this as a hazardous sign
But your cruel command, my helpless heart couldn’t decline.

From your heart’s darkest valley, you plucked a rose
Whose poisonous petals blossomed under your shadows.
That darkest, that deadliest rose for me you choose
As you know your wicked wish I wouldn’t oppose.

Pouring in the poison you pretended to be kind
& you decimated the resistance of my mind.
Drowning in your poisonous love I became blind
To your diabolical deeds my innocent soul I aligned.

You grinned playing a violent tune on your violin
While your love’s torturous toxicity I took in.
My heart pulsated as my veins burnt within
Worshipping you, I consumed all your sin.

I bled on the edge of life & death
As I surrendered my soul to you in every aspect.
With a hope that you remember me with respect
I blew you a kiss with my last breath.

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Calamity

I know you were a calamity.

I could see the strom brewing in your eyes.

The words that spilled out from your mouth like the emerald waves crashing againts the rocks painted in hue of grey.

I drowned.

in everywords, i drowned.

Not once did I even try to escape the strong currents,

Not once did I try to pray of your arms,

Not once did I try saving myself from your love.

Your love was hell, and I was willing to burn.

So I lit my heart as it blew up in flames,

While I drowned in your words and your beautiful eyes.

You were a calamity

Set out to destroy me.

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Your Memories ( Collab with Sid,s)

my honor to do collaboration again with Sidharth’s please check out/follow he’s page , he write brilliant soulful poems on his post.

I am sure you guys will love it .

* Your memories *

Under the gloomy clouds’ teary rain
While loneliness corrupts my weary brain.
Though things between us aren’t the same
Yet your memories impale my heart again.

You tossed our love in the trash bin
& strangled it with your selfish sin.
Now I burn helplessly underneath my skin
Endlessly I die a new death every day within.

I’m deprived of the pleasure of emotional peace
As my soul bleeds due to your love’s disease.
Shedding my burning bitter tears alone I grieve
I submit to your venomous memories.

Thinking about the things we didn’t get to say
I close my eyes on this dark depressing day.
Forgive me, my soul now begins to sway
With my existence, your memories too fade away.

Beautiful, my love

You’re beautiful, my love

As beautiful as the fading flower.

Just as beautiful as a ball of white snow on my warm hand.

I can feel you melting down.

I can see you slipping away through the gaps between my fingers.

I can see you disappear.

But don’t worry, my love

I’ll carry your memory in my mind,

And let your fragrance occupy my lungs in your absence.

I protected you in ways that I knew, I held you close to my heart and warmed your soul with my unconditional love.

But when you disappeared,

You left me numb.

You’re beautiful, my love

As the beautiful as the setting sun

Which taints the eyes of the sky a deep red when it disappears .

I can feel you stripping the warmth in my heart with your dark and nefarious self,

Leaving me to wither in cold.

But don’t worry, my love .

Just like the larkspurs, I’ll bloom again

And let the wounds you left bleed beautifully.

I adored you in ways that I knew, admired your charm and found the most beautiful words to glory you.

But when you disappeared,

You left me ugly.

These Scars…(Collaboration With Ana)

These Scars…(Collaboration With Ana)

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These Scars…

For you, my heart blossomed like a rose
Holding your hand when I held you close.
You seemed like an angel from my sweetest dream
But gullible I was to your sinister schemes.

I held your hand from dusk till dawn
But you abandoned me amidst life’s storm.
Scarred I was, with this dark, this destructive romance
Scarred I was, by your diabolical deceptive trance.

‘Always yours..’ is what you had said
But those feelings have now dropped dead.
Abandoned & scarred I cry in my bed
While scars of sadness bleed inside my head.

I feel helplessly alone at life’s every turn
As these scars make my heart burn.
These scars decimate my mind’s peace
These scars infect me like a dark disease.

Happiness fades from my soul’s bleeding shore
I can’t smile like I used to before.
New depths of agony I continue to explore
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Dream of beautiful lies

I have disappeared like a drop of vinegar in ocean of honey .

My smiled has reappeared, submerged in a garden of crimson red roses .

Thorns are drenched, and stems are thick, like the love of virgin Mary’s newborn.

My leg crossed, and I will wait till dusk, for you to return home, our lips and lust.

Do not forget the water that will wash off dirt, yesterday’s ugly and tomorrow’s hurt.

Now rest your head and close your eyes, allow your dreams to sink in beautiful lies.

Dragonfly Dreams

So many times I’ve set this dream free
willing it to fly high and away
to perch upon the cherry tree branch
in the garden of someone more worthy.

Someone less timid
…someone less scared

Someone brash enough
to reach out and grab
that one thing
forever begging to be had

And yet,
time and again it returns to me
a shimmering hope
hovering
on dragonfly wings

Staring me down
daring me to try
just one more time
…and another after that
until the day I finally realize
some dreams are only meant
for the souls they are born to.

And no matter how well-meaning or responsible I might seem
when I ignore it
or try setting it free
it will always come home to perch in that tree
on the edge of that overgrown garden of dreams
I unwittingly nurture with tears.