I ripped those pages apart from my book;
ones that held our stories,
Yours and mine;
I would rather be alone,
Knowing my value,
Than beg for love on my knees,
At the cost of my pride.
#scribble
ones that held our stories,
Yours and mine;
I would rather be alone,
Knowing my value,
Than beg for love on my knees,
At the cost of my pride.
#scribble
The red roses have wilted,
In this whithered winter garden,
How can I call you my moon,
When my sky has fallen.
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There is no love left to spare,
In this heart, a wasteland so bare.
#pillowthoughts
In this whithered winter garden,
How can I call you my moon,
When my sky has fallen.
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There is no love left to spare,
In this heart, a wasteland so bare.
#pillowthoughts
I learned to suppress my voice,
And cherrish the deafening silence,
Because my screams were always unheard,
No matter how loud.
#agony
And cherrish the deafening silence,
Because my screams were always unheard,
No matter how loud.
#agony
Eternity is a cruel fate to the cursed, dearest.
I was happy to have a glimpse you,
In this mundane life of mine;
May the heavens welcome you with open arms,
My sun, my moon, my twinkling star.
#littlestories
I was happy to have a glimpse you,
In this mundane life of mine;
May the heavens welcome you with open arms,
My sun, my moon, my twinkling star.
#littlestories
"Does it not suffocate you,
To drown in an ocean of your own tears,
Spilled over the ones who left you to bleed?"
"It does.
Afterall, despite this hard shell of mine, I'm only human. My heart too needs to grieve over it's broken pieces. Yet I end up giving away, to my forbidden desires of the warmth I crave."
#Atuneofbrokenhearts
To drown in an ocean of your own tears,
Spilled over the ones who left you to bleed?"
"It does.
Afterall, despite this hard shell of mine, I'm only human. My heart too needs to grieve over it's broken pieces. Yet I end up giving away, to my forbidden desires of the warmth I crave."
#Atuneofbrokenhearts
Our pages weren't supposed to be written
with blood stained lies;
We wrote our book,
With tear stained hands,
Away from the prying eyes.
It was a happy forever we dreamed of,
Not a tragedy of eternity.
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This is not how love was supposed to be.
#OC #Atuneofbrokenhearts
with blood stained lies;
We wrote our book,
With tear stained hands,
Away from the prying eyes.
It was a happy forever we dreamed of,
Not a tragedy of eternity.
__
This is not how love was supposed to be.
#OC #Atuneofbrokenhearts
Warmer than the summer sun,
Were your hands that once soothed me to sleep;
colder than the snowy winter,
Is your gaze that marks me a traitor.
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And here I'm,
Begging for forgiveness,
Knowing, my sins are unforgivable.
#littlestories #OC
Were your hands that once soothed me to sleep;
colder than the snowy winter,
Is your gaze that marks me a traitor.
___
And here I'm,
Begging for forgiveness,
Knowing, my sins are unforgivable.
#littlestories #OC
《 My Spring 》
I'm waiting for spring,
To chase away the frost,
Beneath the warm sunlight,
The flowers never lost.
Buds whisper secrets, hidden,
Renewal in the air,
With colors they'll be laden,
I'll feel warmth everywhere.
I am waiting for spring,
Its warmth I crave,
To shed winter's burden,
To be born again, brave.
I'm waiting for spring,
Beyond my despair and pain.
In this withered winter garden,
I'm waiting for light beyond this bane.
#shortpoetry #selflove
I'm waiting for spring,
To chase away the frost,
Beneath the warm sunlight,
The flowers never lost.
Buds whisper secrets, hidden,
Renewal in the air,
With colors they'll be laden,
I'll feel warmth everywhere.
I am waiting for spring,
Its warmth I crave,
To shed winter's burden,
To be born again, brave.
I'm waiting for spring,
Beyond my despair and pain.
In this withered winter garden,
I'm waiting for light beyond this bane.
#shortpoetry #selflove
You can lean and cry on my shoulder,
If the tears in your eyes get too heavy to carry;
And you can confine in me,
If the shackles of your heart get too suffocating to bear.
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I wouldn't mind keeping you warm through the winter, my beloved.
#littlestories
If the tears in your eyes get too heavy to carry;
And you can confine in me,
If the shackles of your heart get too suffocating to bear.
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I wouldn't mind keeping you warm through the winter, my beloved.
#littlestories
I'm not asking for a blessing,
Just a little bit of peace
from these nightmares of mine.
I'm not asking for love,
Just a little healing
for this broken heart of mine.
In this abyss of despair and suffering,
Drowning in my sorrow,
I'm not asking for much,
Just a little bit of life.
Is it too much to ask for?
#Atuneofbrokenhearts #OC
Just a little bit of peace
from these nightmares of mine.
I'm not asking for love,
Just a little healing
for this broken heart of mine.
In this abyss of despair and suffering,
Drowning in my sorrow,
I'm not asking for much,
Just a little bit of life.
Is it too much to ask for?
#Atuneofbrokenhearts #OC
Not my dreams, but the whispers of the night,
They dance and sway, offering respite.
They paint a world with hues unknown,
Where barriers crumble, fears are overthrown.
Not my dreams, but the echoes of my heart,
They shape my hopes, tearing my soul apart.
In this bittersweet symphony, I find solace,
For it's not my dreams, but their embrace.
#shortpoetry
They dance and sway, offering respite.
They paint a world with hues unknown,
Where barriers crumble, fears are overthrown.
Not my dreams, but the echoes of my heart,
They shape my hopes, tearing my soul apart.
In this bittersweet symphony, I find solace,
For it's not my dreams, but their embrace.
#shortpoetry
To the bound and the broken,
To the children of despair,
To the wicked and cursed,
To the ones who cried in the rain;
May hope find you,
May light pierce through the darkness,
And guide you towards redemption.
#hope
To the children of despair,
To the wicked and cursed,
To the ones who cried in the rain;
May hope find you,
May light pierce through the darkness,
And guide you towards redemption.
#hope
I'm not searching for a perfect lover,
A prince charming or a knight in shining armor;
Just someone who'll embrace my flaws,
A home for my soul to confine in.
#scribble
A prince charming or a knight in shining armor;
Just someone who'll embrace my flaws,
A home for my soul to confine in.
#scribble
《 Ritual of Broken Hearts.》
In moonlit silence, we gather,
Two hearts shattered, forever tethered.
With teardrops falling, our souls collide,
A sacred dance of pain and pride.
We speak the words that can never part,
The ritual begins, healing starts.
Through shared sorrow, love shall revive,
For broken hearts, find solace, survive.
#Atuneofbrokenhearts
In moonlit silence, we gather,
Two hearts shattered, forever tethered.
With teardrops falling, our souls collide,
A sacred dance of pain and pride.
We speak the words that can never part,
The ritual begins, healing starts.
Through shared sorrow, love shall revive,
For broken hearts, find solace, survive.
#Atuneofbrokenhearts
The pain I felt,
Was so heart-wrenching;
I built myself a castle,
Surrounded by walls so high,
It turned to a cage,
I trapped myself within.
So when the walls came tumbling down,
I didn't run away;
I burned that paper crown,
And watched it turn to ashes,
As I became the one with flames.
___
I am soaring high now,
To embrace the sun beyond these walls.
#OC
Was so heart-wrenching;
I built myself a castle,
Surrounded by walls so high,
It turned to a cage,
I trapped myself within.
So when the walls came tumbling down,
I didn't run away;
I burned that paper crown,
And watched it turn to ashes,
As I became the one with flames.
___
I am soaring high now,
To embrace the sun beyond these walls.
#OC