Shackles Of Torment
Dreadful, dark, eerie! In an attic, I’m locked, Come out? How? When the world is ready to torment me, Ready to grind the abloom petals
Beautiful Façade
You embraced me first, In the shades of our beautiful house, The house that marked the start of a saddening journey, Under the daylight sky,
In That Dark Room
It was one of those days again; Nothing felt right, In that dark room, Everything felt throttling, Pain fed on her essence, Till she fell
Whispers From The Soul
You embraced me first under the night sky, Enlightened me, On how to read the stars. At last, I trusted in love; Perhaps I’d always
Anticipation
It’s been ages, Since we parted ways, I wondered how you’ve been holding up, For your scent has been enveloping me , Even after you
Just A Dream
It was just a dream; I descried that beam I fell for, Discerned the apertures of his soul, And I saw him. It was just
Her Love
Glancing at her, I wondered, Did she ever feel tired, From the relentless toils ; To make sure that I’m sated? Whilst cocooned in her
Can I Love?
Can I love, The tenderness in his orbs, The orbs that suck me in, Can I go overboard; To the extent of being marked by
Him
Quietly,I watch him;call it scrutiny, Full of vigor yet worn out by life, Fallen,yet on his feet, struggles up, Future seems bleak, Yet no hope
Confidant
I didn’t fall for him first. Nay, I learned to confide in him first. To share my whole with him. I felt secure with him.
