Mood:  crushed out
Now Playing: HATE OR BLADE

HATE OR BLADE


A life can be ceased,
What massacre a blade can do ?!!
I just wish you could realise,
Your hate can too
Hearts can be melted,
Its beyond;
what tears could do
I just wish ...
My tears could too

But, I'd rather die by your hate,
Then, die by a blade
Because I want to
suffer more in love,
and know how much
I can bleed for you

Mood:  blue
Now Playing: FANTASY REALM
FANTASY REALM



Cast my soul to completion ,
Save me from depravity ,
Make me whole ,
Crucify the bitter truth and reality


Cast these eyes that lust ,
Into the realm of a fantasy
Only in dreams , life seems just ,
Where there is just 'you & me'



Save me from moral depredation
Shelter me from the worldly grief
Life is no less than a jape ,
I'd rather sleep ;
Then ridicule myself


Let me stay this way ,
Till I fall to a more deeper sleep
Sub - conscious to eternal rest ,
Let die the " weaker - me "

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Mood:  happy
Now Playing: Dear Poetry
DEAR POETRY



I can feel
my words sympathize
with the pain
I go through,
Reflecting
my sensitivity,
My words talk
to the 'invisible me'

Depicting my grief,
through an ink, merely,
Incarnating my
sufferings in an acrostic,
You lessen the
intensity of my
frenzied rage,
Soothening the pain,
Healing the wounds,
You bring me back to sanity

Regardless,
of what I present
myself as ;
in this fake world,
You portray
the real side of me

Only you know,
what I am in reality


You feel,
You share,
You heal,
You care,
You sympathize,
You know,
You understand,
I love you
dear poetry !!!

What would I be
without you,
Merely a fool,
Wandering alone,
Leaving no proof
of his existence,
I wouldn't be alive
If I didn't share myself,
with myself !?!!