Come down towards me, O’ night sky, Come, rest in my narrow grave, And tell me the stories of those breaking stars, As we have some laughs about their indispensable behaviour. While the gravedigger has gone to break bread, We’ll lie and talk about light and colour, sin and
She sees herself and her flaws, Puts on makeup to cover her insecurities, Her mind shouts your fat, and ugly, No one will even look at you, Her thoughts are breaking her self-esteem, She takes pills to “help” lose the weight, Starves herself to look a certain way, Comprares herself
Buried alive. You worry Horror, indignation, a man with a soul still in His body. Banished Hades will close his welcoming doors to him, alive. But me, dead And still I wander these streets. Him, you seek to recover Me, nobody hears My legs and arms, still suffer My head,
He thought we were similar We both saw the good in strangers And created joy in little things. He told me I looked like the kind of girl Who would like cumulonimbus clouds And the sunny days, You know the kind, When you have to squint your eyes. I was
Kids' Poem
They call me strange, They call me odd, They make me feel like I do not belong, They bullied me instead of trying to understand me, Made me want to hide my gills, Too afraid to even feel, I swam alone in tears, Until someone said “I like your tail”
The time when we feel completely appeased with our life, We had friends regardless of color, caste and height, All dressed up with shoes polished and shirts perfectly white, To sit on the last bench had a strange level of fight, All did mischiefs but only a few were in
Real beauty is in heart, beneath all those fake masks. In the eye of viewer, and the soul of other. Real beauty is in character, beneath all those fake muscles. It connects us with actual one, disregarding superficial charm. Real beauty is in love, beneath all those fake promises. It
After living the joyful episodes of teen, we enter a new phase of our youth. It arise with lots of responsibility and opportunity, heading towards the goals and promises of life. Here every path seems to be ours, accidentally make us learn some lessons. These lessons add on some mental
Loss for one, sadness for all, Pain for one, hurt are all, Death for one, sorrow for all, Destiny plays games, lost are all. Death, remorse, sorrow, all are waste, Destiny always wins, We are just the pawns, In a game of life, Following the fate of all. Ignorance as
Hollow whispers secrets felt, Did you even know that girl? The one you followed the one you stalked, The one you made uncomfortable in the dark, Did you know her or was she just a prey? Someone you thought was pretty so much you couldn’t look away, Lust filled
I want someone to hold my hand, I want someone to take me on a far land, Where only both of us will reside, No one will be there to disturb our lovely time, He will be there for me, And I will be there for him, We will be
Love is something that brings light to our life, But somewhere there is darkness too, It is like spring spreading happiness, But it makes us cry too, It slowly becomes a reason to live for, But it makes us dead too, It gives us hope to move forward without thinking