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Dear My Crush...

Stealing glances, a dramatic sigh,
My rushing heart, a subtle 'bye.'
Heart aflutter, face aglow,
Curious glances, don't you know?

Every moment, can't resist,
Hopeful mind, heart persist.
When you're near, my world is bright,
Trying not to be shy, with all my might.

In silence I watch, your laughter, my sunbeam,
Butterflies flutter, Caressing my tender dreams.
Hoping love's whisper is heard,
While my heart, skips a beat.

Adoration blooms, sweet and lush,
Can't you see, you are my crush?


#random #shortpoetry
I'm carving it in my bones,
And sculpting it in my flesh,
That image of perfection
you desire;
but at the cost of losing myself,
And shaping it,
with my tears and blood.

#agony #littlestories
Dearest,
How should I tell you,
I have fallen out of love?
That I'm tired of it now?
How should I tell you, that each night your cries haunt me?

I'm exhausted of being
the only one trying to walk this road,
We promised to walk together.

I may have wiped away your tears,
But now I'm drowning in my own misery,
with no one to save me.

__

How should I tell you, that love is not what we thought it would be?

#OC #littlestories
Drop by drop,
My blood seeps,
Turning the snow red.

Bit by bit,
It's shattering inside,
Crushing my heart to pieces.

Piece by piece,
I gave you all of me,
Leaving me with nothing but emptiness inside.

_

Why aren't these bare bones visible to you?
Haven't I given enough?


#Atuneofbrokenhearts #scribble
Love Yourself, My Precious Child.

Love yourself, my precious child,
Embrace your flaws, let them run wild.
For in your imperfections, beauty blooms,
Like wildflowers in the darkest rooms.

Embrace your flaws, accept your past,
For in self-love, your true strength will amass.
Hold your heart, let love abide,
In your soul, let self-doubt subside.
You're worthy of love, so embrace it now,
For in loving yourself, you'll find your true vow.
Nurture it gently, let it bloom,
Embrace your light, dispel the gloom.

Cherish your soul, it's one of a kind,
Enjoy the journey, leave self-doubts behind.
You are unique, a masterpiece divine,
Love yourself, my precious child, for all of time.

#shortpoetry #selflove
And whom should I run to,
To save myself from the monster
that I am?


#scribble
Nights are filled with cries,
Days bleed with sorrow,
Yet looking for a home,
A little love to borrow
.

#scribble
I can dress up like her.
I can talk like her.
I can act like her.

But,
I can't love you like her;
because I'm not her.

And it's painful,
When all you want,
Is her.

#Atuneofbrokenhearts #her
I don't write unknown stories with this pen;
the ink glides to express
the only left pieces of me,
That make me feel alive.


#random
We Were Liars

We were liars, my love, dancing in disguise,
Hiding truths within our fragile alibis.
Deception woven into every shared touch,
A symphony of secrets, we loved so much.

But as our lies multiplied, our hearts grew cold,
And the truth we buried began to unfold.
Now shattered and lost, our love left to admire,
We were liars, my love, consumed by our own fire.


#shortpoetry #draft
When the walls come caving in,
When the illusion of happiness shatters,
When forever turns to a never ending tragedy,
When tommorow seems too bleak,
And your eyes refuse to bleed,
It's then, the realization that,
Emptiness and a million pieces
of yourself is all you are left with.

___

Lies do become you;
when the truth shatters you,
Despair refuses to leave,
And your demons are the only ones you can lean on.



#Atuneofbrokenhearts
Would it matter, had I known the end?
Would my steps falter, my heart descend?
Would I cherish moments, unafraid to bend?
Would love's embrace be forever penned?
Would laughter linger, tears not rend?
Would life's tapestry be flawless blend?

Would it matter, had I known the end?
The ceaseless dance of time, my faithful friend.

The stars would still align and softly blend.
Life's mysteries unfold, a bittersweet blend,
Yet through it all, my heart will still transcend.
For time cannot erase the love we tend,
Nor would it matter, had I known the end.
In each moment, a tale of love we'd send,
Bound by delight, forever to extend.

#OC #pillowthoughts
I felt;
how much it pains to be shattered.
So I learned to put a facade,
And to build my walls high.
_

Don't ask me why I am like this,
When you are the one to blame.

#scribble
Happier Than Ever

Happier than ever, finally free,
Don't need no one to complete me.
Embraced my solitude, bloomed like a flower,
My strength and independence, my greatest power.
No longer searching for love's golden feather,
Happier than ever, contentment lasts forever.


Happier than ever, free from the pain,
Don't need no one, my heart to regain.
Embracing solitude, finding my own way,
Overflowing with joy, come what may.
No loneliness, only sweet serenity,
Whole and content, where I choose to be.
Liberation from dependence, I forever stay,
Happier than ever, don't need no one today.

#scribble #selflove
Lies swallowed me whole, my heart now aching,
Trust shattered, faith's foundation breaking.

Words spun like silk, lulling me to sleep,
But truth unraveled, cutting memories deep.

Deceptions unveiled, my soul torn asunder,
In fragments, I wander, lost and under.

The weight of deceit, a heavy burden to bear,
Lies tore me apart, leaving naught but despair.


#shortPoetry
I often wonder,
What was it that made me love you?

The only answer I have, is the heavy silence.

Maybe what I fell in love with,
Were your lies, not you.

___
And the thought still lingers,
Why did I ever gave away my stars to someone,
Who never bothered to be my sky.


#Atuneofbrokenhearts
The sense of betrayal,
The surging pain,
The burning agony,
Those Tears in the rain;

The burden of lies,
Those prying eyes,
The demons within,
The shadows of demise;

Hide them all
Behind a mask,
Put a facade,
A perfect act on.

For,
Your despair, your fall,
Is pleasure for the world,
A prey to feast on.

#agony #scribble
Mere apologies don't fix
the damage you have done;
just how shards of a broken glass
don't mend even if they are stuck together.

#scribble
The dawn burns bright red,
With hopes of a happier tommorow,
But the night drains in blue skies,
Crying out the pain, the eternal sorrow.

A cherrished memory,
A gaslit whisper,
Forever lost in a fickle moment,
An opera of melancholy,
A sea of tears;

Walking on eggshells,
The edge of the knife,
Yet woven with care,
A hope for the broken,
A tapestry of life.


#pillowthoughts
Dance Of The Reaper.

In shadows, he dances, the reaper so bold,
Embracing all souls in his deadly hold.
With each graceful step, he takes their breath away,
Guiding them gently to the land of eternal sway.
His ebony cloak billows, as he waltzes with ease,
A dance macabre, bringing solace and peace.
Yet behind his steps lies the final farewell,
A dance of death, with stories no words can tell.


#shortpoetry
2025/07/07 19:20:43
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