That sleep leaves me barren on unforeseeable whispers,
doesn’t bother me
That anxiety attacks on mid nights like this,
doesn’t really bother me
You know that tingly feeling
of fear and uncertainty
creeps up at the back of my throat
and travels through the gut like a vile poison,
and it doesn’t bother me either
What does, is that I calm fiery heartbeats
by promising myself that two fortnights later
I would be in your arms
and the wetness of your lips on my drought skin
would make it easier to pass nights as these.
What really bothers me is that
I promised myself not to fall in love, ever, not even remotely,
And look, where we are.
"When you're there ,never let the person u love feel alone."
"Being free like the wind n sea is what I love most and value, as long as it's by your side."
The feel of warm sun rays after a fierce storm,
The feel of calm shore when nature at rest,
The feel of cool breeze on a happy evening,
The feel of hot drink on a chilled mountain range,
The feel of million stars twinkling at once,
The feel of soft feather rolling over skin,
The feel of.....
The feel of something combining all these
The unknown mysterious peaceful feeling,
I felt it when I saw you talking with those eyes.
please carry my message far
an i Love You sent on cosmic winds
You made this life worth living in
If you’re reading this, our love is long gone. We may be strangers now but I think you sometimes feel as if I am laying close to your side. I can no longer comfort you from a distance but I hope you still remember some of the love we had for each other and can laugh at the silly moments we shared together. I would like you to use those memories to cheer yourself up whenever you feel down. I know you will one day find somebody that understands you in a way you have never been understood before. @PLECCA
After all that’s been said and done
You still make my heart skip a beat
Isn’t that what makes this sorrowful world
A little less tragic?
from every star in the universe
would light up in my eyes
in Your every presence
It's like peeping out of window... Time and again..
All day long.
Has he come? .. Is it him? ... Oh this must definitely be him.
Running bare feet... Stepping onto the frill of my skirt.... Tearing the Intricately sewn self-importance blinking right in the middle of the patterned whole...
Whole of me...
A whole that was just mine... Unshared, untouched, untainted.
Now.... Its torn at places giving a peek into my calves.... my knees... my thighs...
To those henna drawn letters dribbling off of me reading your name nailed against my soul.
How did that happen?
How did your presence...or mispresence ate a hole in me....
Why my eyes keep fixed at the corner at all times.. so I can see you from th...
I'm afraid of being me. I want to find a way to suppress my memories. I'm afraid of being me without you. I'm afraid of being me when there is no us. What is left to do? I thought the future was written in the stars, but now the stars have scattered somewhere far out of my reach. Life without us feels so wrong.
under sunset skies
overlooking eleven turns
my eternity will be cast
and i will finally
i could somehow
pull the wonder
and Your homeland
back through these photos
Acceptance has been a very strong enemy of mine!
Accepting smallest of the small things has given me hardships and demanded a lot of power.
From accepting a compliment to accepting my mistakes, I was always the modest person and just rejected them! I worked on the defense that accepting a good thing would ask for better and so would accepting a bad one! And I was not a mediocre to be better between good and worse, and that made me good to some and the worse to the others!
But here I am, as I realised how messy I made my life for myself asking for things to be white and black and never grey, asking for things to be fine and when they weren't just easily take the blame, Askin...
I never want to be strangers again, we've been through so much
there's no way we can
just be friends,
if I saw you walking
down the street there's
no way I could pretend
that you didn't mean
the world to me,
Babe I'll love you til the end...
Through all of the recent deaths.
Through the heart breaks.
Through the let downs.
Through the disappointments.
Through the struggles.
I put some good out in the universe.
I donated 14 inches of my hair.
I feel good knowing I helped someone.
My hair is not my own.
I grow it for others.
What if we simply didn’t meet? If I was dead before you were born? If I was living on the other side of the world?
What if we never existed? So, why do you suffer so much when someone you love goes away? At least, you had your chance. Be grateful for it. You shared a moment, one night or a whole year. It doesn’t matter. You were something at some point of your lives.
But what about all the friends and lovers we never met nor ever meet? For them I suffer.
Nights without ur body Beside me,
seems to never end.
Long awaiting ur kiss, those hands so strong yet gentle. the weight of your eyes as they pierce my soul releasing all desires of you.
I want to wrap my legs around you, take you deeply, slowly,
My hands feeling every inch of this beautifully masculine man that you are.
Tower over me. Let me surrender, weak and owned simply by your presence alone. I wait for you
You are my second love!
Even after it took years to find a beautiful pearl like you, you still stand second in my life. May be you waited for my love to shower on you but you are my second love. Before you, I had someone in my life and is still in my life. Just like you, my first love was so special and is still alive in me. I still take countless hours to get relieved from the memories we had. I still feel the moments we share and I am here to say you I am not giving up my first love even after you entered my life. I am still in love, I am still continuing the past. I don't have any ex but you are my second love. My first love happened not just like a miracle but like the plan of the univer...
I should be angry, I should be Lost !
My beating heart turned to Frost !
But the sun comes up at the end of my Shift !
Every day I make it home, becomes a privileged Gift !
Every night, without fail you would wish for my safe return !
Match in hand, decision is yours, you have the power to let your feelings Burn !
In the end I don’t believe you will set fire to the rest of our Rope !
Why you ask? Well there is this beautiful concept I believe in called Hope !
Why waste time on something so Fickle ?
Well let me tell you of a story that might give you a Tickle !
*Last time I saw you, you laid there and slept !
I gathered my belongings quietly as I Stepped !
I knelt down before you ...