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Too Much Love

 I have been too much in love, to see the sorrow it hides.. I have seen pain, while love grows insane, I have cried all night, when all I wanted was to end the fight..   I have been too much in love, to see the lack of depth inside.. I have seen smiles, that don’t mean anything, I have seen teardrops, that fall and deny, I have seen broken pieces, scattered everywhere, when all I wanted was someone to hold me together..   I have been too much in love, to ignore the poison that kills one side.. I have slept through open eyes.. waiting on responses, I have kept withholding the lies.. sitting at the table for hours, I have seen myself vanquishing, trying to fit into a dress I will never wear.. when all I wanted was someone to stop treating me as a spare..   I have been too much in love, look at how obsessive this all sounds.. I hope when you read it, you still find me around.. amidst empty cups dusting a shelf, with a picture frame, of us still looking at each other.. ...

I am Not Perfect

I am not perfect..
No I am not..
Having being said that..
No one is nor ever will be.
You keep thinking about someone..
And they don’t ..
No two minds think alike.
Not until they dislike..

I am not a saint..
No I am not..
My identity doesn’t define character.
Nor slaughtering it will make any difference.
I trust strangers..
Yes, I don’t know why..
They leave as abruptly as they arrive..
But that doesn’t stop me from taking the dive.


I am not evil..
Yet at times thoughts grow twisted.
Staying sober is expected..
But after neglect things fall apart.
I know we are in for a purpose..
Solving others dissolving your own cause..
You can’t command nor request.
Not even make them your quest..
Pleasing to be just..
Easy comes trust..
Until you wait till it ends up in rust.

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